Casting spells

Don't think that this is some kind of protective magic!

Quite the contrary, the function of these energy clusters is closer to a kind of magical replenishment.

When Zhang Cheng's own magic power is exhausted, he can directly draw energy from the energy cluster to quickly recover himself.

Of course, just like everything has a good side and a bad side, the shortcoming of this kind of forcibly absorbing energy from the outside world is huge addiction.

In fact, due to the frequent replenishment of arcane energy from the pool in the wooden barrel in the basement, he is now showing signs of addiction, and if he doesn't drink a little every day, he will feel uncomfortable and unable to concentrate.

But in order to quickly gain strength and prepare for the upcoming chaotic situation, Zhang Cheng had to temporarily give up the isolation treatment and let the addiction continue to deepen.

After all, as long as the wooden barrel is protected from damage, it is not a big deal to have a magic addiction. The high elves have been smoking for thousands of years, and there are no major problems.

The so-called magic addiction, only when the pure energy source is destroyed, will it show serious sequelae.

Prior to this, the high elves created a brilliant magic civilization by relying on the sun well.

With a nonchalant attitude, Zhang Cheng walked into the entrance leading to the warehouse on the first floor of the basement, leaning on the flint staff.

The moment he just crossed the threshold, a short figure suddenly rushed out from the corner!

Zhang Cheng raised his left hand and gave the opponent a flame shock without thinking.

boom!

The short figure fell to the ground in response, but quickly turned over and got up, opening his mouth and letting out a threatening growl.

With the help of the flash of light just now, Zhang Cheng finally saw clearly what was attacking him.

About 1.3 meters in length, it looks like a miniature werewolf in appearance, but instead of the thick hair of a normal werewolf, it is replaced by a layer of reddish-brown scales, and there are two pointed horns on the top of the head. The eyes were like two groups of burning flames, constantly emitting a strange red light.

Magic baby!

This word immediately popped into Zhang Cheng's mind, and he realized that this was the hybrid werewolf with hell blood obtained by Salas through the sacrificial ceremony.

Although they were born less than a month ago, their appearance was almost the same as that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, and their strength, agility, and regenerative ability were more than twice that of ordinary werewolves.

At the very least, it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary werewolf to stand up in a short time after eating a flame shock.

But the mixed-blood werewolf rolled on the ground like a normal person, then retreated quickly, planning to use the cover of darkness to launch the next sneak attack.

"Is this your reliance and hole card, Salas? If so, I regret to inform you that you probably won't be able to leave alive tonight." Zhang Cheng closed the door calmly, and opened the Lock it back, then walk slowly to the middle, raise your head and stare at the werewolf leader who jumped to the top of the box at some point.

"Who are you? Why are you against me?" Salas, whose whereabouts were exposed, jumped down and asked, frowning.

He still hasn't figured out why a wizard popped up out of nowhere to kill him.

"Hahahaha! You actually asked why? Oh my God!" Zhang Chengzhen couldn't help laughing loudly, and asked while laughing: "Don't you remember that just over a month ago, you led your subordinates?" Chased me for several blocks?"

"Me? Chasing you?" Salas narrowed his eyes and began to search for memories.

About a minute or two later, he suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed in disbelief: "You...you are an Asian youth who was rescued by Catherine?!"

Zhang Cheng nodded lightly: "Ah, it seems that you haven't forgotten me. Tell me, what is the purpose of you attacking ordinary people and abducting young women to sacrifice to demons? If you answer well, I can make you die quickly."

"How is this possible...you were an ordinary person at the time...how did you become a wizard all of a sudden?" Salas obviously didn't hear the question just now, and kept muttering in a low voice, completely lost in confusion.

Chapter 87 The Killing

"Woooo..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

While the two were talking face to face, a large number of young werewolves mixed with hell blood slowly left the cover of darkness, surrounded Zhang Cheng from all directions, and let out threatening growls. Launch a siege.

But for some reason, the werewolf leader didn't respond for a long time, and didn't even intend to transform, and still stood there motionless.

After two or three minutes, he suddenly raised his head and laughed like a lunatic without warning: "Hahahaha! I understand...I understand! You must be sent by the master to test me! It doesn't matter , I will prove that I am the most powerful servant of the master! And you! You will die here today, just like the previous three!"

"Master?!" There was a strange flash in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party was not acting alone, and there was a hidden mysterious force behind it.

"What? Do you want to deny it? Besides the master's great power, who else can turn an ordinary person into a wizard in just half a month? Ah, I see, you have just gained power, so even I don’t even have the right to know the master’s name. It doesn’t matter, I will teach you this lesson, no matter who survives in the end, they can serve better for the master..."

Maybe it's a mental problem, or maybe it's too much brain power. Anyway, Salas seems to believe that Zhang Cheng, like himself, is a pawn of a certain mastermind behind the scenes, and his eyes even reveal inexplicable fanaticism.

What's even more frightening is that he didn't show any fear of death at all, as if it was a great honor to die for his "master".

Seeing this situation, Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously, and said in a tone full of disgust: "Sorry to interrupt. First of all, I want to declare that I have nothing to do with your crazy master. Secondly, since he As powerful as you say, why hide in the dark like a sewer rat? In the end, I don't care what plots and tricks you guys are planning, but you provoked me, and that's why you have to die today. "

"What?! How dare you slander the great master! Unforgivable!" Salas roared furiously.

"Hmph! Why? Just rely on these disgusting magic babies? I'm sorry, I might have struggled to deal with them a week ago, but now..."

Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and made a long sound on purpose, then suddenly raised his staff high and centered on himself, releasing a bone-piercing ice ring around him.

Snapped!

After a crisp sound, the entire interior of the warehouse was covered with a layer of crystal-clear ice. No matter whether it was the leader of the werewolves, or those half-blood werewolves trying to approach, none of them could escape.

Obviously, this is no longer the frost nova cast by Azeroth mages in the ordinary sense, but a new spell created by combining deciphering magic runes, which is more than ten times more powerful than the former.

Of course, the disadvantage is that once you leave the magical earth and go to another world, the spell is likely to lose its effect.

Seeing that the surrounding enemies were firmly locked in place, Zhang Cheng's hands suddenly burst into flames, and with a bang, he blasted the unlucky one closest to him into pieces, breaking it into several pieces.

Although the werewolves of hell blood have quite strong fire resistance, they cannot resist the shock waves generated by violent explosions. In addition, the ultra-low temperature makes all the blood and body fluids freeze, which naturally leads to incredible results.

Fireball!

Flame shock!

Firestorm!

Although in terms of talent, he is an out-and-out frost-type mage, but now he is proficient in using fire-type spells to kill the defenseless enemies one by one.

When the last half-breed werewolf slammed into the corner of the wall and broke in half, Salas finally broke free from the shackles of the frost, the muscles all over his body expanded rapidly, and he yelled frantically: "Ah!!!! No!!! My mission! You ruined the master's plan! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a slightly robust human into a huge werewolf.

However, compared with the gray-brown hair of ordinary werewolves, his hair is closer to silver, or silver-white.

When the moonlight drags through the window and shines in, it also emits a faint halo, as if it is reflecting light.

There is no doubt that Salas is by no means an ordinary werewolf leader, but a descendant of an ancient noble lineage.

According to the legends of this world, the common ancestor of all werewolves came from Fenrir in Norse mythology. big clan.