Casting spells

Therefore, in order to ensure that Undercity will have some scruples when using magic plague, we must have equal destructive power. Only when both sides can ensure mutual destruction will we choose restraint, and the peaceful situation can be maintained. "

Undoubtedly, what Zhang Cheng said is exactly the strategy adopted by the nuclear powers on the earth after the successful development of nuclear weapons and intercontinental missiles, and it is also applicable to the magical world.

After all, Cirvanas' real goal is to avenge the Lich King, and fighting against the Alliance is just to protect her own territory. If she finds out that the other side also has the big killer that she secretly researched, then she will definitely not dare to fight against the Lich King. Otherwise, the alliance can deploy a large number of plagues in the Undercity where the undead gather. At that time, let alone revenge, the Forgotten One will be removed from Azeroth directly.

Anslem Ruinvivor narrowed his eyes, as if he was savoring the words just now, and after a few minutes he breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with a serious expression: "Okay, I admit that you said Makes sense. But the question is, how do you ensure that the plague will not be abused, and how do you ensure that ordinary people will not be harmed during the research?"

"Regarding this, please rest assured. I swear that I will never use civilians of the Alliance Race to conduct experiments. At the same time, I will hand over the newly researched formula to the Parliament for safekeeping." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng took out a few sheets of paper from his pocket Paper full of teeny print and a vial of plague samples.

Because he knew that there was a bronze surveillance relationship, he didn't plan to conduct plague research in Azeroth at all, but planned to test it when he went to another world.

"Very good! I'll trust you for now! Remember, if I find that your behavior is out of line..."

"You can imprison me or even kill me at any time."

Before the Archmage finished speaking, Zhang Cheng took the initiative to fill in the second half...

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"How about it! Has Your Excellency the Archmage agreed?"

As soon as Zhang Cheng returned to the hall of the Mage Tower, Zenobia, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up and asked impatiently.

Ever since she learned that the other party was planning to use the magic plague to destroy the undead, she fell into a state of tension and panic, for fear that Anslem Ruinvivor would reject it straight away.

After all, for the survivors of Dalaran and the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the undead disaster has caused too much pain and tragedy, and it will inevitably affect people's reason and judgment.

"Well, Your Excellency the Archmage agreed. Let's go, now we can go to the teleportation room to find a mage who can open the portal of Stormwind City." Zhang Cheng obviously knew what the girl was worried about, and nodded without thinking.

Although as an elite mage whose professional template is about to reach the upper limit, he has long learned how to open a portal, but the problem is that such ultra-long-distance teleportation requires the help of external forces, that is, the high tower located in the mage area of ​​Stormwind City. of the transmission room.

But the problem is that he has never been to Stormwind City, and he has not registered to obtain the right to use the teleportation room, so he can only ask people who have been there for help.

"Yes, that's great. I've found a mage who is willing to help open the portal. If you don't have anything to prepare, let's start now." Zenobia dragged Zhang Cheng regardless of maintaining her ladylike image. His arm walked towards the direction where the summoning room was.

Since she has not received any news from Yese Town for a long time, her heart has long been filled with anxiety. She is afraid that what she will see when she returns to her hometown will not be relatives and friends, but dead souls and devastation everywhere.

After a while, the two walked through the secluded corridor to the door of the teleportation room.

Before the mage on duty could say anything, a beautiful figure stood in front of him and greeted him in a playful tone: "Good afternoon, we meet again."

"It's you?!" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The person who came was none other than Varna Chenge who had met once not long ago.

I saw this beautiful and elegant high elf woman brushing her long silver hair by her ears, and responded with a smile: "Of course! Do you think there is anyone in Dalaran who would have the leisure to help a poor man except me?" apprentice?"

"Just help? There are no other conditions?" Zhang Cheng was not confused by the friendly attitude shown by the other party, but raised his vigilance.

He is not the kind of idiot who can't control himself when he sees a beautiful opposite sex. He knows very well that this female elf mage's approaching again and again must have ulterior motives and must be treated with caution.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm just tired of staying in Dalaran, and I plan to go out for a walk to relax. Why, aren't you welcome?" Varna Chenge blinked playfully.

"No, how come, any man should be honored to have such a beautiful lady as your company." Zhang Cheng saluted pretending to be a gentleman.

Although he didn't know what the other party was up to, he was going to observe for a while before saying anything. Anyway, don't give up the coolies for nothing, and he has nothing to lose.

What's more, the high elves have always mastered many secret arts, such as extracting arcane energy from the body of the mana wyvern, or making the core of arcane puppets, etc. It would be great if they could take the opportunity to extract some of them.

Varna Chenge obviously didn't know that someone had been staring at the knowledge in her head, turned around and began to chant spells loudly.

It didn't take long for the reinforced space between the teleportation to slowly tear apart, forming a passage leading to the Stormwind Mage Tower.

After about three to five minutes, the passageway gradually stabilized. She then turned her head and smiled slightly, and stepped in. The anxious Zenobia followed closely behind, and Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment and followed through.

After intense dizziness, the three of them appeared in a slightly dim room almost at the same time.

Two male mages in dark blue robes, one behind the other, guarded the only entrance and exit.

As a person who has traveled through different worlds many times, Zhang Cheng is keenly aware that this is not Stormwind City, to be exact, it is not even Azeroth, it is an independent space created by man.

The mages connected one end of the space to the teleportation anchor point, and the other end to the Stormwind Mage Tower.

In this way, even if someone breaks the protective magic and wants to send a large number of troops over, they only need to close the portal to Stormwind City, and a large number of enemies can be trapped inside.

"Are you from Dalaran?" One of the mages noticed the flickering light of the Violet Ring and stepped forward to ask.

"That's right! Here, here is my transmission permission." Varna Chen Ge didn't seem to want to talk nonsense, and directly showed a pendant with a lion mark.

The former cast an unknown little spell, and after confirming the authenticity of the pendant, he immediately bowed with one hand on his chest: "Welcome, Ms. Varna. Please remind your companions that it is forbidden to cast all spells in the city of Stormwind. Destructive spell."

"Relax, we won't stay here for too long, and we will leave for Night Town soon." After saying that, the female elf led the way through the flashing dark green fluorescent passage, and walked out of the mage tower in less than 10 minutes. To the famous Stormwind City.

Majestic city walls, tall towers, orderly houses, and spacious moats that divide the city into pieces...

Walking on the clean stone road, Zhang Cheng fully admired the capital of the human kingdom with a population of over 20.

It has to be said that the masons led by Edwin Van Cleef built this city really well. Whether it is for residence, trade, or as a war fortress, everything is impeccable.

No wonder this man resolutely launched a rebellion when he learned that he could not get paid, established the Phidia Brotherhood, and occupied the western wilderness to fight against the nobles.

If it were him, [-]% would have gone too far, and even directly chose to overthrow the ruling class of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Of course, all the political darkness going on in the kingdom right now is the work of Countess Katrana Prestor.

This black dragon princess who hides among ordinary people hopes to control Stormwind City through corruption, so as to achieve her ulterior motives.

Unfortunately, no one has discovered this for the time being, and most nobles only regard her as a beautiful woman who is good at maneuvering.

As a passer-by, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to interfere too much. He simply replenished some supplies in the trade area, and then flew to the southwest on a griffin.

Although it was his first time to come into contact with this wonderful magical creature, due to his rich experience in riding dragons, he didn't have any problems. After more than two hours of soaring, a group of three finally landed on the small square in Night Town... …

Chapter 3 Eleven Night Town

gray sky...

gray air...

The sky above the entire Yese Town seems to be covered by dark clouds that will never dissipate. Before sunset, the torches and braziers have been lit, otherwise they would not be able to see clearly even 30 meters away.

What's more interesting is that the air here seems to be filled with an ominous atmosphere, and various energies including arcane are also active a bit abnormally.

Varna Chenge was keenly aware of this, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Did you feel it?"

"Well, of course." Zhang Cheng nodded lightly, and at the same time turned his gaze to the headwind path leading to the Swamp of Sorrow.

If he remembered correctly, the culprit that caused such a strange situation in Twilight Forest was neither the undead of Raven Ridge, nor ogres or werewolves, but the home of the last guardian Medivh, a high tower named Karazhan.