Casting spells

"I see! You plan to use this method to wipe out the hordes of undead in the tomb, right?" Zenobia had a sudden realization expression on her face.

"Yes, but this method has a fatal shortcoming, that is, among the large number of undead, there will inevitably be one or two special individuals who have survived energy consumption and completed evolution. This means that after the plague, we will have to deal with several advanced Undead." Zhang Cheng explained while pulling the girl away from the tongs that were emitting gray smoke.

In fact, without his reminding, the night watchmen retreated outside the fence consciously, and Althea took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.

About ten minutes or so, some low-level undead driven by instinct began to slowly approach the tongs, and then under the erosion of the gray fog, they gradually became restless and excited, especially the ghouls roaring from time to time , both the action and the reaction are several times faster.

Fortunately, this state lasted only half an hour, and they gradually became silent, and their movements became more and more sluggish, and finally fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

After going round and round for a period of time, almost all the undead in the entire Wu Ya Ridge tomb were attracted out.

With more and more bones and corpses piled up on the ground, Varna Chenge finally couldn't help reminding: "It's almost there! If the plague continues, the land will be completely polluted, and there is no possibility of recovery."

"No! Wait any longer!" Zhang Cheng rejected the other party's suggestion indifferently.

Because he felt that not far ahead, a group of powerful death energy was slowly approaching, as conspicuous as a torch in the dark.

Just when the female elf was about to say something, there was a sudden slight vibration on the ground. Before everyone could react, a huge shadow came out from the end of the path in the cemetery.

It has a height of more than four meters, and its whole body is stitched from countless corpses. Its one eye has been releasing light like a beast.

"My God! It's...it's abomination! How can there be abomination in the Crow Ridge Cemetery?!" A night watchman couldn't help but exclaimed.

Not only him, but other people's reactions were not much better. Althea's face sank, biting her lower lip.

You must know that the Stitched Abomination, which has a strong self-recovery ability, is almost invincible to a rural place like Twilight Forest. If the night watchman like a militia wants to kill it, it will almost take annihilation of the entire army.

"Abomination cannot appear out of thin air, unless someone uses psychic magic to create it. Get ready to fight, it is not rubbish that will be easily consumed by the plague." After that, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and took a small bottle of Sunwell poured well water into his mouth.

As a traveler who is familiar with the plot, he will never forget that there is a so-called hermit hiding in Crow Ridge. If there is no accident, Stitch Abomination is the masterpiece of this guy.

Although it is not clear how the other party gathered so many strange materials without the help of the player, he still decided to kill the abomination to prevent the night from being horribly massacred.

"Damn! If I know who did it! He must be hanged in public!" Althea's eyes burst into angry flames...

Chapter 3 Nineteen In-depth Investigation

The huge abomination obviously didn't notice that a human being was watching him, and wandered to the side of the tongs, sniffing around like a naughty child.

And as a large amount of smoke was sucked into the body, the same smoke began to appear around its body inexplicably, and the loose and falling fat unknowingly turned into tight muscles, especially the two exaggerated arms. With one wave, the tombstone over half a meter thick was smashed to pieces.

"Oh, this abomination seems to be strengthened by the plague you unleashed..." Varna Chenge joked with a rather nasty attitude.

Obviously, she was still angry about the unhappiness that happened just now, and wanted to see some self-righteous guy make a fool of himself.

The corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he shrugged his shoulders deliberately pretending to be indifferent: "Don't worry, it's just a shoddy and defective product, and I will get rid of it soon."

"Solution? Just because you have less than half of the magic power left? Don't be kidding! This is an abomination! It is one of the monsters with the most tenacious vitality and the most difficult to kill among all undead." The female elf turned around angrily. a blank stare.

"Difficulty is always relative. Even if I only have half of the magic power left, it is not too difficult to solve an abomination." After that, Zhang Cheng calmly drank a bottle of secondary invisibility potion, and the whole person was in a state of invisibility. After a few shakes in the air, it disappeared without a trace.

Just as a few night watchmen wanted to figure out why a living person disappeared for no reason, a fire suddenly lit up in the air in the distance, followed by jerky spells echoing in their ears.

In just a few seconds, a huge fireball with a diameter of more than one meter flew straight towards the direction of the abomination.

next second...

boom!

The Pyroblast, which was comparable to a baby's bathtub, just hit the hideous and ferocious head impartially, and it backed up several steps at the moment of the violent explosion, and the high-temperature flame burned the parts above the neck black.

"Hey!! Eat... eat... eat... I want to eat you!"

The sudden attack undoubtedly aroused its manic and ferocious nature, and it immediately turned to the ax and hook, trying to tear up the tiny human being who was sneaking up on it, and then swallowed it as a supplement.

But it's a pity that just as the abomination started to charge, a frost arrow exuding a biting chill came one after another, directly piercing the knee of one of the legs, and freezing the entire area around the knee joint in a very short period of time. restricts its movement speed.

"Hmph! After all, it is still a lowly life that has no independent thinking ability and acts entirely on instinct. Even if it has a strong vitality, what can it do? Without matching wisdom, it can only become a fish on the chopping board." While sneering, Zhang Cheng turned around and cast the Blink to distance himself, chanted the Pyroblast spell again, and smashed the second big fireball into the opponent's face, followed by a Frost Arrow.

With the help of the Frostbolt's deceleration, he easily kept the huge enemy firmly at a safe distance, and used one after another of the Pyroblast to kill the abomination on the way of charging, without giving the opponent any damage. Opportunities to approach yourself.

Although he sneaked a mana ruby ​​that was prepared in advance due to lack of mana, he still proved a classic saying in the game with naked reality that no matter how powerful a fighter is, he is just a poor wretch who is played with at will in front of a mage.

"Master Your Excellency! You...you killed an abomination! A genuine undead abomination?!" Althea ran over at some point, her sword hand trembling slightly, her eyes showing undisguised respect and admiration .

Staring at the corpse exuding a strong rotten smell not far ahead, Zhang Cheng shook his head with a serious expression: "No, strictly speaking, it is just an unfinished work that lacks the soul necessary for a top-level undead. Look here , almost more than half of the sutures are new, and now I have reason to suspect that there is a necromancer or alchemist hidden in Crow Ridge."

"Damn! What should we do next?" Althea jumped away from the belly of the abomination with a sword, and asked through gritted teeth.

"It's very simple! Most of the low-level undead have been wiped out by the plague. We'd better go in and investigate. I also want to find out why the Twilight Forest is so big, and only the large cemetery in Crow Ridge has been affected." Zhang Cheng bluntly stated the purpose of his trip.

Although in the game, it has never been revealed why the corpse of the Crow Ridge Tomb is awakened, but the parchment scroll gives a task, which is to unravel the truth hidden behind the scenes.

Obviously, the large number of undead in Crow Ridge was definitely not affected by Karazhan's curse as rumored by the outside world, but for another reason.

Hearing that they were going to go deep into the tomb, Althea immediately became a little hesitant, and it took a full minute before she cautiously suggested: "Your Excellency, since most of the low-level undead have been emptied, why don't I send someone back to Night City to gather more ghosts?" How about the night watchman come to help?"

"No! It's not necessary! Let's rest in the ghost town for the night, and set up two tongs to continue to consume the number of undead. We will set off early tomorrow morning." Zhang Cheng gave the order in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements. Please rest well tonight, and I'll take care of everything." Althea bowed deeply with one hand on her chest, turned around and walked towards several subordinates, intending to arrange work.

But before he took a few steps, Zhang Cheng suddenly shouted: "Wait! Open the chest of this abomination. If you guessed right, a piece of undead essence should have condensed in its heart."

"Essence of death?" Althea froze for a moment, then quickly raised her sword and stabbed into the heart of the abomination.

moment!

A mass of bluish-purple light jumped out accompanied by disgusting dirty blood!

It's like a crystal, but it's weird and hairy, as if something is constantly swimming inside, and even a shrill scream can be heard a little closer.

There is no doubt that this is the essence of necromancy that can only be bred in the body of some high-level necromancers. It is a crystallization of death and shadow energy, whether it is making high-level magic items or concocting alchemy potions.

"Not bad! Maybe the purity is not very high, but it's barely enough." Seeing the glistening energy crystal lying on the ground, Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

With the essence of life and the essence of undead at the same time, he can start to try to carry out some interesting exploration experiments, such as extracting life, resurrecting the dead, strengthening undead and so on.

In short, the more he understands psychic and death spells, the more he feels that life and death are not necessarily eternal opposites as people preach, but should be a ring, an infinite cycle...

3 Twenty chapters in-depth investigation

After a brief rest in the ghost town for one night, the team repacked and set off the next day, heading deep along the path of the cemetery.

You must know that the Crow Ridge Cemetery is the resting place of countless nobles and civilians in the Stormwind Kingdom. It covers an area of ​​more than [-] square kilometers, especially the tomb at the center that extends deep underground. It is said that tens of thousands of people who died during the orc war were buried. Alliance soldiers and heroes, if they are all transformed into undead, then even if Stormwind sends regular troops, they will suffer heavy losses.

Fortunately, not all the corpses in the tomb were transformed by the mysterious power, and the plague wiped out many resurrected skeletons and ghouls, so there were not many obstacles along the way.

When the group arrived near the entrance of the tomb, Zhang Cheng hadn't even used any spells, and with just the magic sword in his hand, he easily killed more than two dozen low-level undead and devoured their painful and desperate souls along the way.