Spellcasting Heavens

boom!

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

However, for this level of impact, it is not even a skin injury. It quickly climbed up on the arm and rushed towards the suture abomination a few meters away.

The latter did not show weakness either, raising the axe and sickle covered in dry blood to meet him.

After a second...

boom!

Two behemoths over four meters tall slammed into each other fiercely, starting a desperate struggle, and the loud crashing sound could be heard incessantly.

Seeing that the only threat was being entangled by the Arcane Puppet, Ayton was overjoyed. Just when he was about to order another Arcane Puppet to rush towards the central tent, the tent not far away suddenly collapsed, and then drilled out from inside. Got a massive suture abomination.

Unlike the previous one, this one seems to have just been made, the body is still fresh, there is no trace of decay, and the weapon is not stained with any blood.

Zhang Cheng, who was far away on the hillside, saw this scene, his face changed greatly, 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 stitch to hate?

I'm very sorry! Your Excellency the team leader! I did not find two sutures and abominations when I was investigating! But... but I saw a tent full of corpses, maybe it was made by the other party. The young man hurriedly knelt down on one knee , explained quickly.

Forget it, one more hatred can't undo their failure. Get ready, and we will join the fray.

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

He didn't want the advantage he had finally built up to fall short, allowing the members of the Royal Apothecary Society hidden in the camp to retreat safely, and he didn't want his quest rewards to go to waste.

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

After all, once a secret operation like this is completed, each of them will be rewarded handsomely, and by the way, they can also add a lot to their resumes.

A distance of 600 meters is a blink of an eye for horseback riding.

When the six mages blasted open the side fence of the camp with fireballs and began to recklessly slaughter the wounded or maimed undead inside, the balance of victory and defeat was completely on the side of the living.

Damn! Go up and stop them! I'll tell the pharmacist to retreat! The information on the new plague must not fall into the hands of outsiders! The commander of the Forsaken snarled in undead language.

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

But roaring roaring, in the case that the two stitched abominations were suppressed by arcane puppets, and the mage and priest were repeatedly ravaged, anyone with a little common sense could see that the Forsaken was gone, no matter how hard they struggled, it was useless.

What's more, the Dalaran guards led by El constantly controlled the warhorses to rampage, eliminating all threats in the bud, and the enemy could not organize effective resistance at all.

The one-sided massacre lasted about twenty minutes, and when the last Forsaken fell, the battle finally came to an end.

No screams, no begging for mercy, and no captives who surrender...

Some are just mutilated corpses everywhere and the pungent smell of embalming fluid.

Only now did Zhang Cheng understand why the number of Forsaken was so small, but they were able to 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 launch the ultimate revenge against the Lich King, even if they pay any price for it.

Your Mightiness,

Twelve of us died and seven were seriously injured. Do you think we can give out some healing potions? The old man came over at some point, and asked with a solemn expression while wiping the mucus and minced meat from his beard.

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

Al shook his head with a wry smile: No! My people have searched the entire camp, but they haven't found the pharmacist you mentioned, or the information related to the plague. The other party seems to have fled in the chaos. Do you want me? Send someone to chase?

No, no need, take someone to the town to rest first, and I'll take care of the rest myself. Zhang Cheng seemed to notice something, and turned his eyes to a tree a dozen meters away.

Are you alone? Wouldn't it be too dangerous? Or...you bring an arcane puppet?

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

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

Relax, don't be nervous, go do your own thing, I can handle it.

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

Seeing that Zhang Cheng had made up his mind, Al reluctantly shrugged his shoulders, and quickly ordered the sutures, hatred, and the corpses of the forgotten people to be gathered, burned with fire, and then slowly led the wounded towards the town. set off.

After everyone was gone, Zhang Cheng shouted at the top of the tree with a faint smile, Beautiful lady, aren't you going to come down yet?

The voice just fell!

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

Short black hair, emerald green eyes, and concave and convex, alluring figures that make countless men full of reverie...

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

The syndicated female assassin took two steps forward with light steps, held up a skirt that did not exist, gave an elegant lady's salute, then raised her mouth and smiled and said: Good morning, young and handsome mage ,We meet again.

Yeah, there's nothing happier than a reunion between friends. If you don't mind, could you do me a favor and tell me which way the Forsaken pharmacist ran away? Zhang Cheng raised his staff, causing the gem on the top to emit a dazzling red light.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that this is a 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 be so rude, I'm just asking for your help as a friend. Of course, if someone doesn't want to help me, it's definitely not my friend, since it's not a friend , then it is naturally the enemy, what do you think...