Casting spells

"I think it's best to send someone to investigate first..."

Before Althea finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the window of one of the broken houses.

"careful!"

"There is something!"

"It's not undead, is it?"

……

The vigilant night watchmen drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

But just as they were about to rush up to block the front and rear doors of the house, a man in tattered linen clothes ran out from inside, begging weakly while running: "Eat... eat! Give me something to eat!" Yes! Anything! I'm starving!"

"A living person?!" Althea was obviously taken aback.

She couldn't believe that there were living humans living in this place less than two kilometers away from the Great Tomb.

"Hungry...to eat..." The man's brain seemed to be dominated by primitive instinct, and his two eyes burst out with green light.

A night watchman realized that the other party was about to go crazy with hunger, so he quickly took out a few pieces of bread and dried meat and handed them over.

The former didn't care about Sanqi 21, and stuffed it into his mouth desperately after receiving it, and almost choked himself to death several times because he didn't chew it well...

Chapter 3: Crow Ridge

"Slow down, no one will grab you, we have enough dry food. Here, drink some water."

Night watchman Jerry was afraid that something would happen to the survivor in front of him, so he comforted him softly, and at the same time turned on his water bottle and gave him two sips of water.

He knew very well that people who are dizzy from starvation would sometimes starve themselves to death because they couldn't control their excessive appetite, so he didn't give too much food at once.

After this sloppy-looking fellow ate four pieces of bread, half a catty of jerky, and three apples, he finally licked his lips, sat down on the ground, and said bitterly, "Thank you! Thank you! Otherwise, in two or three days at most, I will really starve to death."

"No need to thank you! Tell me who you are? Why do you live in this ghost town? Are you afraid of the undead entrenched in the Crow Ridge Tomb?" Althea frowned and asked.

"Me? My name is Jitus. I was planning to seek refuge in Nightshade Town. But who knows, I met a group of goddamn bandits on the way. They robbed all my belongings and food supplies. As a last resort, I just You can choose to settle in this damned ghost town first. As for those undead, don’t worry at all, they never leave the cemetery more than 200 meters, as if there is something attracting them.” The guy who called himself Jitus answered with gritted teeth road.

Althea nodded thoughtfully: "Well, what happened to you is sympathetic. But we are performing a very important task now, and there is no manpower to protect you, so it is best to stay in the house Li, we will pick you up when we return."

"No! Please don't leave me! I know the situation on Crow Ridge, and I can show you the way." When he heard that he was going to be left alone, Jitus immediately jumped up from the ground.

After being ravaged by hunger, loneliness and fear, he would rather die than be left alone in an empty ghost town.

Especially since this small town was originally a place where corpses were embalmed, there would be some eerie sounds from time to time in the middle of the night, which almost drove him crazy.

"Your Excellency, what do you think?" Althea hesitated for a moment, then cast her eyes on Zhang Cheng.

The latter smiled slightly and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter! Just remember to bring a few more cauldrons and enough water when you set off."

"Pot and water?" Althea obviously didn't understand the intention of doing this at all.

But Zenobia, who knew the whole plan, trembled subconsciously. She understood that these pots and water were props used to spread the plague.

The Scourge Legion in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands relied on the continuous release of plagues from huge tongs, which caused irreversible changes in the ecological environment there.

"Yes! Remember to prepare more, and we will rush in when we are ready." Zhang Cheng didn't explain anything, and after giving orders, he found a fairly clean chair and sat down to recharge his batteries.

After all, even if you use the magic plague to kill a large number of undead, you still need to kill the center of the Crow Ridge tomb first, and then set up a pot to let the plague spread out in a gaseous state. Anyway, a fierce battle is inevitable.

Varna Chensong, who had participated in the battle against Alsace's invasion of Dalaran, also began to fiddle with various wands, staffs, potions, and props.

Although she herself is a typical academic mage, she is more focused on the study and research of theoretical knowledge, and is not very good at fighting, but there is no big problem in dealing with a group of low-level undead without command.

After a short rest and search, the group took six huge tong pots and a bucket full of carts, and bravely headed towards the cemetery.

Before she could pass through the gate, Zenobia couldn't help but gasped, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Holy Light! This...how is this possible!"

On the other side of the rusty iron fence, there were thousands of white skeletons standing densely and endlessly.

They are like walking corpses, wandering aimlessly in the cemetery, and the shadow and death energy in some of them is so strong that they can be clearly felt even hundreds of meters away.

A mage with a little common sense can easily tell that this part of the skeleton may have evolved corresponding spell-like abilities.

"Honey, what are you going to do? It's not a wise choice to rush in." Varna Chenge reminded in a low voice.

Perhaps dealing with a group of low-level undead who can only attack physically will not be difficult for a mage, but if the opponent evolves the corresponding spell-like ability, it will be another matter.

"Why, are you scared?" Zhang Cheng raised his head, his eyes flickering with crazy light.

"Damn! Are you crazy?"

Varna Chenge was undoubtedly taken aback, and hurriedly backed away.She couldn't believe how the normally calm and rational young man suddenly turned into a different look.

"Crazy? No, I'm not crazy, it's because you don't understand. A truly powerful mage should not just hide in the mage tower and conduct endless research day and night, but should come out and apply the knowledge he has mastered." Transformed into combat power. Keep your eyes open and watch carefully, and then I will show why mages are feared by ordinary people."

After all, Zhang Cheng ignored the dissuasion of Althea and the night watchman, opened the door and broke into the territory of the undead alone.

Undoubtedly, as an undead, he was very sensitive to the signs of life of the living. He was so sensitive that within half a minute after he stepped into the front yard, two or three hundred white skeletons began to charge.

Since there is no command relationship, the skeletons don't pay attention to any tactics, and they rush forward directly, ready to tear this lifeless intruder into pieces.

There were more than a dozen of them exuding abnormal energy, and they even ran to a distance of 40 meters before stopping. Ten finger bones crossed together, and a dense black fog emerged.

"Hehe, Shadow Bolt? Come on, I'll use you guys to test my strength today."

The voice just fell!

Zhang Cheng quickly propped up the ice shield, and a flash passed through the vast number of skeletons, and came directly to these spell-casting skeletons.

Without any hesitation!

He directly grasped the pocket watch that could amplify the power of elemental magic, held Jordan's staff high and thrust it into the ground, releasing the fire magic that he had just learned not long ago - shock wave.

boom!

With a loud bang!

The dazzling flames centered on the staff and spread in all directions.

The scorching flames and the impact of the explosion instantly pushed back the undead within tens of meters by half a meter, and some of the more fragile ones turned into a mass of scorched bones and scattered on the ground.

Zhang Cheng, who succeeded in one blow, had no intention of stopping at all, and immediately raised his left hand emitting icy cold air, and released the ice cone technique.

The high-speed rotating shattered ice dealt a devastating blow to more than 60.00% of the undead within the cone-shaped range in front, and the skeletons shattered and disintegrated in the sound of crackling.

Relying on his deep understanding of thermal expansion and cold contraction, he used only two large-scale destructive spells to kill more than two hundred and thirty or forty skeletons that had been resurrected from the dead, including more than a dozen An evolution that can release shadow arrows...