Casting spells

They forcibly cleared all the obstacles along the way, and opened the way for the guards who followed.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to him, the leader of the Forsaken immediately waved his arms vigorously and shouted, as if he was talking to someone.

Only two or three seconds later, Suture Abomination, who was standing still, suddenly pulled up a thick iron chain, wrapped around the lower limbs of one of the arcane puppets with a bang, and dragged it to the ground...

Chapter 43 The Predicted Victory

boom!

The moment the arcane puppet fell to the ground, it made a deafening sound, and at the same time splashed a large amount of sand and dust.

However, this level of impact didn't even count as a skin trauma to it, so it quickly got up with the support of its arms, and rushed towards the suture abomination a few meters away.

The latter did not show any weakness, and raised the ax and sickle covered with dry blood to meet them.

After a second...

boom!

The two behemoths with a height of more than four meters slammed into each other fiercely, launching a desperate struggle, and the sound of huge impact was endless.

Seeing that the only threat was entangled by the arcane puppet, Elton was overjoyed. Just when he was about to order another arcane puppet to rush to the central camp, the tent not far away suddenly collapsed, and then came out from inside A massive stitched abomination.

Unlike the previous one, this one seemed to have just been made, the body was fresh, no signs of decay, and the weapon wasn't stained with any blood.

Zhang Cheng, who was far away on the hillside, saw this scene, his expression changed instantly, and he immediately asked the young man in charge of the investigation: "What's going on? Didn't you say that there is only one suture abomination?"

"I'm very sorry! Your Excellency, the team leader! I did not find two suture abominations during my investigation! But... But I saw a tent full of corpses, maybe it was made by the other party." The young man hurriedly knelt on one knee Land, explained quickly.

"Forget it, one more abomination will not save their failure. Get ready, we will join the battle group."

Zhang Cheng quickly put a mana shield on himself, mounted his horse and controlled the remaining two arcane puppets, attacking from the side.

He didn't want the advantage he had built up with great difficulty to fall short in the end, allowing the members of the Royal Pharmacists Association hiding in the camp to retreat safely, and he didn't want his mission rewards to be wasted.

Although the two or three mages headed by Alia were a little reluctant to approach the dangerous battlefield, they obediently obeyed the order in the end.

After all, once a secret operation like this is completed, each of them will receive a generous reward, and by the way, they can add a lot to their resume.

For horseback riding, the distance of 600 meters is reached in the blink of an eye.

When the six mages blasted the side fence of the camp with fireball and began to slaughter the wounded or disabled undead without restraint, the balance of victory and defeat was completely tilted to the side of the living.

"Damn! Go up and stop them! I'll tell the pharmacist to retreat! The information about the new plague must not fall into the hands of outsiders!" The commander of the Forsaken roared sharply in the language of the dead.

He couldn't believe that Dalaran, with only a few thousand people, dared to send troops under the eyes of the Undercity.

But roaring is roaring. With the two stitched abominations being suppressed by arcane puppets, and the mage and priest being repeatedly ravaged, anyone with a little common sense can see that the Forsaken is doomed, and no matter how hard they struggle, it will be useless.

What's more, the Dalaran guards led by Al kept controlling the horses to rampage, eliminating all threats in the bud, and the enemy couldn't organize effective resistance at all.

The one-sided massacre lasted for about 10 minutes. When the last Forsaken fell, the battle finally came to an end.

There were no screams, no begging for mercy, and no captives who surrendered...

There are only mutilated corpses everywhere and the pungent smell of embalming fluid.

Only now did Zhang Cheng understand why the number of the Forsaken was so small, but they could still stand firmly in the north of the Eastern Continent.

Perhaps as they themselves said, they have nothing to lose, so they have nothing to fear. The only purpose of living is to take ultimate revenge on the Lich King, even if they pay any price for it.

"Your Excellency, twelve of us died and seven were seriously injured. Do you think we can distribute some healing potions?" The old man walked over at some point, wiping the mucus and minced meat from his beard with an expression on his face. asked solemnly.

"Yes! But before that, tell me, have you found what I want?" Zhang Cheng turned around and looked into the other person's eyes.

Al smiled wryly and shook his head: "No! My people searched the entire camp, but they couldn't find the pharmacist you mentioned, or any information related to the plague. The other party seemed to have taken advantage of the chaos and fled. Do you want me to Send someone to chase after him?"

"No, there's no need, you can take people to the town to rest first, and I'll take care of the rest myself." Zhang Cheng seemed to have sensed something, and turned his gaze to a tree more than ten meters away.

"Are you alone? Isn't it too dangerous? How about... you bring the arcane puppet?"

As a warrior, Al's senses are so keen, he instantly sensed that there was a person hidden in the tree, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

As long as the opponent moved a little, he would immediately draw out his sword to block in front of him.

"Relax, don't be nervous, go about your business, I can handle it."

"Well, if there is danger, please fire the flare at any time, we will arrive as quickly as possible."

Seeing that Zhang Cheng had made up his mind, Al shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and quickly ordered people to gather together the corpses of the Stitched Abomination and the Forsaken, burn them up, and then slowly walked towards the town with the wounded. advance.

After everyone walked away, Zhang Cheng shouted towards the top of the tree with a half-smile, "Beautiful lady, don't you plan to come down?"

The voice just fell!

A black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, constantly using branches to slow down the falling speed, and finally landed steadily on the ground.

Short black hair, emerald green eyes, and a seductive figure with bumps and bumps that make countless men dream about...

She is none other than Sophia who sneaked into the room not long ago to give a "small gift".

The Syndicate female assassin took two steps forward with light steps, carried a skirt that didn't exist at all, performed an elegant lady's salute, and then greeted with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Good morning, young and handsome mage ,We meet again."

"Yeah, there is nothing more joyful than a reunion between friends. If you don't mind, can you do me a little favor and tell me which direction the Forsaken pharmacist has escaped?" He said, Zhang Cheng raised his staff, causing the jewel on the top to emit a dazzling red light.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that this is the sign before the mage releases the spell.

"Are you threatening me?" Sophia's face changed slightly, showing a vigilant expression.

"Threats? No, no, no, please don't sound so harsh, I'm just asking for your help as a friend. Of course, if someone is unwilling to help me, it must not be my friend, since it is not a friend , then naturally they are the enemy, what do you think..."

Chapter 44 Cooperation

Sophia looked carefully into Zhang Cheng's eyes, as if judging whether the words just now were purely verbal intimidation, or whether they might actually be put into action.

After a full minute, she burst out laughing suddenly, laughing and jokingly said, "Wow! Bullying weak and weak women is not in line with your status as a noble mage."

"First, you are not some weak and ordinary woman, but a dangerous syndicate assassin; second, I am a mage, but I never feel that I am noble. As long as I can achieve my goal, I don't mind using Take some extreme measures. Let’s choose now, to be my friend or my enemy?” After that, Zhang Cheng leaned forward slightly, holding the rein tightly with one hand, posing with a look that might suddenly attack at any time. attitude.

Although he didn't intend to be really violent, if he didn't know the way, he didn't mind giving the other party a little lesson.

You must know that the task reward of "New Plague" is too tempting, tempting enough to make him temporarily feed his moral conscience to the dogs, and even do some crazy things.

"Do you need to ask? I have always been your friend. If you want, our relationship can go further, such as a lover or a close ally." The female assassin licked her lips.Responded suggestively.

Zhang Cheng smiled indifferently, put away his staff, and asked in a slightly playful tone: "Since we are friends, please explain why you appear here. Could it be that the Syndicate has fallen to the point where it started to cooperate with the undead?" ?"

"Cooperation? Are you kidding me? The Forsaken pulled down the two sentry towers under my control within a few days! As the manager of Durnholde Castle, I must figure out what the hell they are doing, otherwise I won't even sleep." Can't sleep well."