Casting spells

Since sending Polman away, he has been studying the notebook full of mysterious symbols without sleep, and trying to combine different symbols to see if it can trigger the corresponding magical resonance.

You must know that this is equivalent to using the most primitive method to open a password lock consisting of [-] characters. It is almost impossible to complete the task, and any rational person will choose to give up decisively.

But luckily, there are many more correct combinations of cryptic symbols than there is only one combination lock that can be entered in the correct order.

In just three or four days, Zhang Cheng relied on the book "Principles and Introduction to Arcane Runes" borrowed from the Dalaran Library, and found a pattern among the vast number of symbols of various shapes, or in other words, common ground.

In order to prove that these laws were not his illusions, he quickly melted a gold dinar, and branded several of the runes on both sides of a table knife in order.

Immediately afterwards, with the help of the energy contained in the gold coins, each rune was forcibly activated.

moment!

A blinding glare shot out from the first rune, followed by the second, third, fourth...

In less than a minute, all the runes were lit up, and there was a faint frost around the blade.

Feeling the biting chill coming from his palm, Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "Interesting! It's so interesting! The manifestation of energy in this world seems to be more obscure and difficult to control , but at the same time it is more diverse. The combination of eight runes can produce such a strong frost effect, and the [-] runes on the note are definitely a complete set of systems..."

Before he finished speaking, the table knife in his hand suddenly began to shake violently for some reason, and cracks that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye began to spread in all directions centered on the rune.

"Damn!"

Zhang Cheng cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly threw this dangerous looking gadget far away.

I saw the shining silver-white light cut across a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and it split into countless pieces before it hit anything.

next second...

boom!

Accompanied by the violent energy release, all the fragments scattered like bullets!

There was no time to think about it, the first time he returned to Beijing was to hide behind a wall to prevent being stabbed.

Less than half a second after hiding, there was a crackling sound from the basement floor.

After about three to five seconds, the sound gradually disappeared. He poked his head out and glanced, and was surprised to find that the inside had turned into a world of ice and snow.

Including tables, chairs, floors, walls, ceilings, bookshelves, etc., were all covered with solid ice as thick as two fingers, and the fragments of the table knife were mixed in the ice layer.

Undoubtedly, it was the energy carried by these fragments that caused the astonishing scene in front of us.

However, the solid ice formed by relying on energy came and went quickly, and began to slowly vaporize in less than 10 minutes, and finally disappeared completely, leaving not even a drop of water behind.

Zhang Cheng bent down to pick up a sharp fragment, and sighed wryly: "Well, it seems that the function of those runes is not the additional frost energy I imagined, but a dangerous energy explosion. It doesn't matter, as the saying goes, everything It was difficult at the beginning, but now that we have made the initial breakthrough, I believe it will be much easier in the future.”

Just when he was about to summon the spirit life in the bracelet and clean up the messy scene in front of him, there was a knock on the door leading to the first floor.

boom! boom! boom!

"Who?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned and asked.

"It's me, Gracie. Sir, there is a beautiful lady outside who wants to see you." The girl's voice came through the wooden door.

"Send her away! Didn't I say that no one will be seen?" Zhang Cheng's tone revealed strong impatience.

After all, the current research is at a critical stage, and he doesn't want to waste time on some "beautiful lady".

Gracie sighed helplessly and explained: "I said it, but she insisted that if you don't come out to see her today, she won't leave. Oh, by the way, she still claims to be your girlfriend."

"What?!" Zhang Cheng was taken aback, and then he recalled his identity as an imposter, as if he really had a girlfriend.

According to Polman's description, the other party seemed to be a rare beauty.

"Sir, I suggest you hurry up. The lady must have misunderstood our relationship, so the expression on her face is very scary." Gracie reminded kindly.

"Okay, I see." Zhang Cheng rubbed his swollen head.

To be honest, he also had a bit of a headache when he encountered this situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

After all, it was the girlfriend of another person with the same name and surname as him, not his. To be exact, the two had never even met each other.

But now, it was so embarrassing how embarrassing it was for this woman to come to her door with the attitude of asking questions.

Zhang Cheng would rather face the sinister and vicious Forsaken than open the door and walk out to face a jealous woman...

But it's a pity that when the matter reached this point, he couldn't escape, not to mention that he didn't want to give up his legal status and become a black household.

After repeated hesitation, he still took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to open the door to the basement.

Chapter 77 The Path of Power

With an uneasy mood, Zhang Cheng slowly walked out of the basement. Every step he took was so slow, he looked like a prisoner walking towards the execution ground.

But no matter how long the road is, it will eventually come to an end, not to mention that the basement is only a dozen meters away from the living room by stairs.

The moment he passed through the kitchen and entered the living room, he finally saw a woman in a gray professional suit sitting on the sofa, staring angrily at Gracie, who was a few steps away with an innocent face.

Black shawl short hair, dark blue eyes, high nose bridge, slightly thick but very sexy lips, in terms of facial features, she definitely meets the standard of a white beauty in most people's minds.

In addition, she has a height of nearly 1.7 meters [-], a slender neck, a proud bust, a straight butt and slender legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. The [-] cm high heels under her feet can set off her own Almost perfect figure curve, at the same time will not appear particularly frivolous.

No wonder Polman used the word "stunning" to describe her at the beginning. I believe that anyone who sees her for the first time will involuntarily feel amazed.

Although she hasn't spoken yet, judging from her sitting posture and emotional control, she must have received a good education, and she must still maintain the most basic etiquette even if she gets angry in her heart.

Seeing that the real master had appeared, Gracie immediately gave a self-seeking look, turned around and hurried back to the upstairs room.

With a bang, there was only a couple of lonely men and widows left in the living room.

The two stared at each other, neither of them had the intention of speaking, and fell into an awkward silence for a while.

After about six or seven minutes, the woman finally couldn't help standing up, and asked in a low voice, "Who is that girl? Why can she live in, but I can't? Also, when did you come back? Why didn't you give me the money?" Call? Am I not important to you at all?"

Looking at the other party's eyes mixed with grievance and anger, Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a headache.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to cut through the mess quickly and deal with these irritating trivial matters at once, so he responded in a slightly apologetic tone: "Sorry, Maggie, I don't think the two of us are suitable before continuing." If you go down, it's better to break up directly."

"What... what?!" The woman called Maggie widened her eyes, as if she had heard something incredible.

"I mean, if possible, it's best not to contact her in the future. It's easy to understand, isn't it?" Zhang Cheng explained very calmly.

From the moment he decided to embark on the path of pursuing power, he understood that family, love, and friendship, which are cherished by many people, were fatal poisons to him.

As the saying goes, the more concerns you have, the easier it is to hesitate, and often you can't let go of everything at critical moments, so that precious opportunities that were originally at your fingertips are ruined.

In Zhang Cheng's mind, a person who truly pursues power should be like the orc Gul'dan who would not hesitate to sacrifice everything except life, even his own race, when necessary.