Casting spells

As for the so-called subversion plan, it was also postponed indefinitely. At least until the threat of the Scourge and the Forsaken was resolved, the leaders of the Syndicate did not dare to act rashly.

The latter is a very mysterious assassin organization that doesn't care about race or camp at all.

Whether it is humans, elves, undead, trolls, orcs, as long as their strength is recognized, they are eligible to become one of them. Few people know their real purpose. They only know that the organization has been recruiting elite thieves, constantly collecting information from Intelligence around the world.

In addition, the main spheres of influence of these two organizations are from the Hillsbrad Hills to the Alterac Valley, so friction and conflicts will inevitably arise, and they will become sworn enemies over time.

Zhang Cheng felt that it was more likely that these guys in front of him were syndicates. After all, Ravenholdt would never attack passing caravans for money. They were more like the kind of mercenaries who took money to do things, rather than greedy robbers.

The man with a fine mustache took two steps back cautiously, with a false smile on his face, he argued in a very cunning tone: "That's right! Your Excellency, Master, I assure you that everything that happened just now , all stemmed from a small intelligence error. If I knew in advance that you live here, I would definitely not send someone to send a gift and greetings first, and then wait for permission before acting."

"Get permission? Hahahaha! Do you think I will allow you to attack a caravan under my protection?" Zhang Chenggong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He originally thought that he was shameless enough sometimes, but compared with this guy in front of him, he was not even worthy to lift the other's shoes.

At least after he failed to actively attack someone, he would never say the word "misunderstanding", because anyone who is not a fool can clearly distinguish what is "misunderstanding" and what is "deliberate attack".

"Why not? I believe that in this world, everything has a price, as long as I can afford a price that satisfies you. Besides, I'm afraid this cunning merchant didn't tell you that there is a A small box of precious arcane crystals, right? He only used some cheap food to gain your protection. In my opinion, this is essentially a deception. Since he deceived you from the beginning, then Why do you continue to protect him?"

After all, the man turned around and glanced meaningfully at Old George with bruises on his face.

The latter opened his mouth to say something, but before he could make a sound, he immediately found a sharp dagger hidden in the darkness, touching Jenny's slender neck, and quickly closed his mouth.

Due to the very dim light, Zhang Cheng didn't notice these hidden little moves, but he wasn't stupid enough to believe a guy who wanted to kill him a few minutes ago.

He just stared at the enchanting arcane crystal in the box, and asked with a half-smile: "So tell me, what price do you plan to use to buy me? What price do you plan to use to redeem your life?" ?”

"What do you think of half a box of arcane crystals? You must know that this is the most valuable mineral in Azeroth, and a small piece is worth the annual income of a farm. And for a powerful mage like you, the arcane Magic crystals not only mean wealth, but also many other things, such as powerful magic items..."

The man with the mustache undoubtedly sensed Zhang Cheng's eyes on the arcane crystal, and immediately offered to exchange conditions.

But he didn't know that the reason why Zhang Cheng paid so much attention to arcane crystals was not out of greed, he just wanted to see with his own eyes what the mysterious materials used to make top-level weapons and armor in the game looked like.

It has to be said that from a visual point of view, anyone who sees an arcane crystal for the first time will be attracted by the strong halo it emits.

Gold, orange, blue, red, purple, green, silver white...

The arcane crystals in the wooden box are like stars hanging in the night sky. Even if there is no practical use, I believe many people will be crazy about the beautiful appearance of this mineral.

The moment Zhang Cheng's attention was firmly attracted, a cold light suddenly flashed in the darkness!

Immediately following the next second...

puff! !

The dazzling bright red liquid sprayed out a meter away, spreading everywhere!

The man with the fine mustache had an unbelievable expression on his face. He held the aorta that was constantly spurting blood, raised his trembling right hand, and pointed at the black figure that was close at hand, as if he wanted to say something.

But unfortunately, the blood blocked his throat and trachea, and he could only make a short "drinking" sound. After struggling desperately for more than ten seconds, he fell to the ground with a plop, and his two eyes full of fear slowly disappeared. look.

The shadow hidden in the darkness, with an assassination technique that ordinary people can't grasp, easily cut open a series of deadly parts of the neck, including the throat, trachea, and aorta. It took less than a second from the appearance to the end.

Even cruelly, he deliberately did not choose to kill the target immediately, but let the target feel the pain of not being able to breathe and the fear caused by a large amount of blood loss before dying.

Only psychopaths and lunatics who enjoy killing and depriving their lives will choose to use this method.

With the dark red blood dripping down the gaps between the boards, the entire forest cabin fell into a dead silence...

Chapter 11 The Forsaken

The twitching corpse caused Zhang Cheng's pupils to shrink violently. The excitement caused by the killing quickly calmed down. He stared at the attacker who appeared suddenly, his nerves stretched to the limit.

But before he could see what the other party looked like, he suddenly heard a girl's ear-piercing scream, followed by more attackers rushing out of the darkness, attacking the masked man who hijacked the caravan. The attack was launched, and in less than two or three minutes, blood flowed from the crude camp.

All those who tried to resist, or were inclined to resist, were slaughtered mercilessly, and only those who dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground survived.

Precise, efficient, deadly, merciless...

These black shadows wrapped themselves tightly under the gray cloak without any language or movement communication, which perfectly explained what is meant by intimate cooperation.

They were like a group of machines without any emotions. Even after harvesting several fresh lives, they quickly snatched the small box full of arcane crystals without even the slightest fluctuation in emotion.

As for the other goods on the carriage, I'm not even interested in taking a look at them.

There is no doubt that their purpose is very clear, that is, to make all intelligent life in Azeroth covet the Arcane Crystal, and to destroy all obstacles.

With the help of the dim bonfire in the camp, Zhang Cheng finally vaguely noticed something unusual, such as the strange red light reflected from the attacker's eyes, or the rotten smell in the air.

Although this smell is masked by a more pungent smell similar to embalming fluid, it can still be distinguished with a little attention.

"Don't act rashly, living people..." The black shadow that killed the man with a mustache made a hoarse voice that made goose bumps all over his body.

"who are you?"

While cautiously probing, Zhang Cheng calmly prepared for the next spell.

As long as the other party made any threatening moves, he would not hesitate to use flame blasts to knock him down from the balcony on the second floor of the wooden house, creating a distance in his favour.

After all, after witnessing the creepy sneak attack just now, no one with a little bit of vigilance would allow such a dangerous person to approach, let alone give him a chance to repeat his tricks.

However, the guy hiding under the dark gray cloak didn't seem to care at all, and continued to smile and said in a voice like fingernails scratching a wooden board: "Who are we? Hahahaha! I have to say, you asked an interesting question, so interesting I don't even know how to answer you.

The reason is simple. The outside world has many names for us. The alliance calls us undead, just like the Scourge led by the Lich King. They hate us, fear us, and desire to destroy us forever from the bottom of their hearts.

But the actual situation is just the opposite. We are mortal enemies with that bastard Arthas. There is no race in Azeroth that is willing to give everything to complete the ultimate revenge like us.

As for the Horde, although they temporarily accept us to join, they don't trust us, and even hold an attitude of scrutiny and suspicion, and use us to contain the power of the alliance.

We ourselves call ourselves the Forsaken, and serve Sylvanas the Dark Queen..."

Hearing the other party's self-report, Zhang Cheng's nerves, which were already quite tense, suddenly became more tense, and he even had an urge to act first.

You must know that these living dead with autonomous consciousness in front of you are not the human bandits who were suspected of "Syndicate" before. Each of them has experienced tragic wars, and they are far superior to the former in terms of killing skills and psychological quality.

Especially when they were under the control of the Lich King, most of the Forsaken's hands were stained with the blood of innocent civilians, and their hearts had already been swallowed by twisted and dark feelings.

Although they have regained their sobriety now, the motivation to support them to live is never positive feelings such as love and hope, but the unparalleled hatred for the Scourge and the Lich King. For this hatred, they will pay any price, even Annihilate the last trace of humanity and conscience.

If it accidentally falls into their hands, it is definitely a relief to be killed on the spot. Those who survive will become test subjects for various terrible magic potions, plagues, and body modification. Awaken and become one of the damned.

As a player who once played the role of the Forsaken, Zhang Cheng would rather choose death than become a captive of the undead.

What's more, the current Dark Queen Cirvanas completely regards her subordinates as consumables for revenge.

In her own words, the Forsaken are the arrows in the quiver, and all she has to do is shoot them one by one until the Scourge is destroyed.

The leader of the undead undoubtedly sensed his emotions from Zhang Cheng's ever-changing eyes, opened his disgusting mouth and nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, it seems that you are a smart guy, you are not like other living people, either When you see us, you rush up like crazy to seek death, or turn around and run away screaming. You seem to be very calm, so I suggest you stand still and don’t move, so that I don’t have to sacrifice my precious men to kill you, the same You can save your own life, too. Killing a mage is troublesome, isn't it?"