Casting spells

But the pharmacist of the Forgotten One didn't show a trace of nervousness or fear, instead he opened his mouth and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha! Very good! Very good! You are the first living person to force me to this point! Next, I will let you feel what true despair is!"

After all, he raised his palm dripping with embalming fluid and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The disgusting scene could make people spit out the overnight meal.

Before Zhang Cheng could react to what had happened, the pharmacist's body began to inflate like a balloon, and finally turned into a terrifying suture abomination over five meters tall.

"How? Didn't you expect it? I have already transformed my body!" The huge stitched augmentation grinned grinningly as it charged forward with heavy steps.

"Oh—damn it! You are such a lunatic!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

Having seen with his own eyes how this thing used strange force to drag the Aushui puppet, he didn't intend to try what would happen to him if he was hit, so he used the flashing technique again and escaped more than ten meters away.

"Crazy? No! I'm not crazy! This is art! It's the highest achievement of alchemy! You Dalaran mages don't know how to appreciate it!" The stitch monster roared and uprooted a tree as a weapon and smashed it down.

boom!

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

Accompanied by the loud noise and splashing mud, Sophia fell to the ground and screamed.

Her calf showed a strange curvature, even an idiot could tell that the fracture was quite serious...

Chapter 47 The Crazy Pharmacist

"Aha! I caught a little mouse!"

Transformed into a disgusting pharmacist, he quickly grabbed the female assassin's unbroken leg and lifted her up.

Although Sophia struggled desperately, trying to break free from the huge palm, but unfortunately, her strength was like that of an ant compared to the monster power that she hated and horrified. .

Even in just a few seconds, the wound slowly healed under the effect of shadow energy.

As one of the highest masterpieces of psychic magic, the abomination has a strong ability to resist physical blows. As long as the shadow energy in the body is not exhausted, no matter how serious the damage is, it will slowly recover.

If you want to kill them, the best way is to burn them with a high-temperature flame, or dismember them in a short period of time, preferably minced.

Obviously, with the dagger in Sophia's hand, which was only one foot long, it was obviously impossible to do it, so she shouted without hesitation: "Save me! Save me!"

The ferocious and terrifying hatred opened his mouth, shook his arms lightly, and asked with a smile: "This woman is asking for help from you, what are you going to do? Give up resisting and surrender? Or be a selfish and cold mage and give up on her?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the female assassin who was full of desire to survive, and instead of answering the other directly, he threw the question back.

Maybe it was from the perspective of a bystander from the beginning to the end, or maybe he was born cold-blooded. In short, his heart is very calm at the moment, and he doesn't care about Sofia's life at all. Grab the backpack.

"Me? According to past experience, you selfish mages only care about yourself and don't care about the lives of others. Of course, if the two of you are lovers, then it will become very interesting. You know? I I once caught a pair of young lovers, and then did a little test on them, and guess what the result is?" There was a trace of sarcasm on the hideous and ugly face.

"What's the result?" Zhang Cheng asked very cooperatively.

"It's very simple. I gave them a bottle of plague potion and asked them to choose who to drink. As long as one of them drank it, I would let the other go. As a result, the man grabbed it without hesitation and drank it first, and fell down in pain. Howling on the ground. But what about the woman? The woman turned and ran away without even looking at him, but before she could run 50 meters, the man transformed into a ghoul, chased after her and devoured her alive. How, isn’t it very Interesting? Their so-called love between the mountain and the sea, instantly revealed its original shape in the face of life and death."

When he was talking about this matter, the hateful eyes revealed a light of great enjoyment, and he knew without asking that his heart had already been tortured by some horrible experiences to the point of being distorted and morbid.

In fact, there is a lot of unknown pain and sorrow hidden behind every forgotten person, and some even endure the torment caused by the remaining humanity and conscience, and will inevitably choose to go to extremes over time.

Just when the Forsaken pharmacist was expecting to find expressions of fear, disgust, and panic on Zhang Cheng's face, he suddenly found that he was staring at him with sympathetic eyes.

In an instant, a nameless anger sprang up from the bottom of my heart, and roared crazily: "What are you looking at?!"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that you are very pathetic." Zhang Cheng replied with a shrug.

"Sad? How can I be sad? I am a senior member of the Royal Apothecary Society! I have unparalleled power! I can crush you to death with just a move of a finger!" Hate waved his thick arms, impatient to prove his strength .

Zhang Cheng smiled slightly, and said in a very flat tone: "But these are not what you subconsciously desire the most. Although I don't know what happened to you when you were alive, one thing is certain, you are jealous of those who are passionately in love. Couples, and trying to find happiness from the process of breaking up and torturing them. But in fact, apart from torturing yourself, you can't get even a little bit of happiness at all..."

"Ah!!!! Shut up! Shut up your stinky mouth!" Abomination was obviously poked at the sore spot, and he whipped wildly with his thick trunk.

Zhang Cheng, who had been prepared for a long time, would stand in place and wait to be beaten. While quickly withdrawing from the opponent's attack range, he continued to provoke: "What? Did I guess it by accident? When the undead natural disaster strikes, you deeply Could it be that the woman you love also left you by chance and ran away alone?"

"Kill...kill you! I'm going to kill you!" The pharmacist, who was completely enraged, threw Sophia away, and charged straight over like a mountain of meat in motion.

"Great! This is exactly the result I want..." Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

To irritate the opponent and make the opponent lose his mind is exactly the result he most hopes to obtain.

After all, although the abomination is powerful, it is still easy to deal with compared to a pharmacist with combat experience. At least he has several ways to kill the abomination in his mind at the moment.

Without any hesitation!

When the opponent was about to rush forward, Zhang Cheng risked being hit to death. He flashed to the side of Abomination, grabbed the buckskin backpack hanging from his waist, turned around to the side, and used the "fat man" to turn to the inflexible Features, successfully escaped.

As soon as he returned to a safe place, he immediately yelled at the water elemental beside him: "Melroyas! Cut!"

"Yes, Master."

The huge water element responded through the spiritual connection, and began to let the water spin and erupt around the body at high speed, forming an extremely sharp water knife.

The moment it collided with the hatred, the embalming liquid and minced meat splashed everywhere like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on the chest and abdomen of the hatred were smashed to pieces, revealing the throbbing black heart inside.

Unlike the heart of the Forsaken, the surface of the Apothecary's heart is densely carved with evil dark runes.

It is through the power of these runes that he can support such a huge body.

Zhang Cheng keenly grasped the passing gap, and successfully released the piercing ice arrow, piercing the heart on the spot, and a large amount of black blood spurted out along the gap for more than two meters.

When the height of the blood spurt slowly decreased until only a slow flow remained, the mutated pharmacist finally returned to his normal appearance.

The only difference is that his pupils no longer have any expression, and he lay powerless on the ground motionless, turning into a real corpse, with an unbelievable expression on his ugly face...

Chapter 48 The Well Water of the Sunwell

The cold night wind gently blows through the woods, taking away the strong smell of blood in the air...

A few coyotes came out of nowhere and wandered around the neighborhood. It was obvious without asking that they must have been attracted by the corpse, and they planned to see if they could have some "night snack".

Zhang Cheng ignored these hungry beasts, and even ignored the female assassin who was seriously injured and lying on the ground in a deep coma. He eagerly opened the backpack, took out the thick notes inside and quickly looked through it until he confirmed that it recorded the development process of the new plague and After formulating the recipe, he let out a long breath.

"Huh--I finally got it, and the time and energy I spent was not wasted."

The voice just fell!

A small crystal bottle exuding strong arcane light suddenly appeared in the palm of my hand out of thin air!

It is so bright, so dazzling, that the pure energy of the violet liquid inside can be felt even through the bottle.

Although he had already guessed what this small bottle was, Zhang Cheng habitually took out the mysterious parchment scroll and glanced at it, only to see the words on it:

"Mission - new plague completed! Contribution level - high, reward a bottle of unpolluted sun well water, it can be used to make a small magic power source, or it can be absorbed directly to transform one's body."

"It turns out that this is the well water for the sunglasses. I seem to understand why the high elves go crazy after losing it..." Zhang Cheng sighed while watching the charming halo emanating from the bottle.