Casting spells

Zhang Cheng wants to use him to gain a deeper understanding of the supernatural power used by soldiers——what kind of energy system is anger, which can actually allow a person to explode with giant-like strength and surpass the speed of a motorcycle in a short period of time? speed.

Some legendary warriors can even cause crater-like destruction with a single blow, and coupled with a powerful weapon, they are simply a never-tiring killing machine.

After traveling along the peaceful forest path for more than two hours, the caravan finally saw the tall white city wall rising on the horizon.

Old George briefly chatted with the guard at the door to express his intention to come, and then sent a small bag of silver coins as a city entry tax, and soon got permission to stay in the Stormwind City trade zone for a week.

Although the kobold Jinde caused a little commotion, the guard decisively chose to shut up after seeing the violet ring on Zhang Cheng's hand.

In any case, Dalaran is an opposing magical kingdom, and the Kirin Tor Council maintains inextricable contact with all spellcasters in the alliance. He doesn't want to annoy the other party because of the mere kobold problem.

After all, in the eyes of most elite soldiers, kobolds are kobolds. They may be good miners and troublemakers who can cause a little chaos, but they can never become a real threat.

Crossing the Hero Bridge with the statues of Turalyon, Kaggard, Kurdran Wildhammer, Danas Trollbane, and Alleria Windrunner, the group finally entered the buzzing trade district.

Although there have been a lot of scandals in Stormwind City recently, and political struggles have become increasingly fierce, these have nothing to do with ordinary civilians. The shops are still open for business, and customers are still buying food and fabrics needed for life...

It seems that the Phidia Brotherhood of Westfall, the Blackrock Orcs of Redridge Mountains, and the undead, ogres, and werewolves of Duskwood have nothing to do with them.

While Zhang Cheng was looking around admiring the crisis hidden behind the false prosperity of the trade zone, Old George suddenly raised his hand to signal the team to stop, then jumped off the carriage and walked straight into an inn called "Golden Rose".

Less than a minute later, he walked out with a beautiful woman in her 1s, mature and with short curly hair.

"Let me introduce, this is Orison, the wife of my eldest son. Orison, this is the mage I mentioned to you when I passed by last time."

"It's a great honor to meet you, Your Excellency. Please come in, I have prepared a clean room and delicious food." The woman called Orison bowed slightly, showing a beautiful smile .

Because she was wearing a dark blue dress and a white slit shirt, her plump breasts trembled involuntarily during the bending process, causing the men to swallow their saliva.

"thanks……"

Out of habit, Zhang Cheng saluted casually, and walked into this hotel full of strange memories for him.

You must know that in the game, this is the only place in Stormwind City where players can bind Hearthstone.

Especially in the classic 60s, countless players will set off from here to take risks and explore the unknown world, and there are also countless players who will return here to rest before leaving.

It's just that in the game, there is only a two-story building of tens of square meters. In reality, it covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. Excluding the hall on the first floor for guests to eat, drink and chat, there are a total of sixty guest rooms.

According to Azeroth's relatively backward productivity standards and population distribution, this scale is basically equivalent to a five-star hotel on Earth.

Coupled with a beautiful female boss who exudes a mature temperament, the business is naturally booming. At a glance, the hall is full of businessmen, mercenaries and adventurers who come and go...

Chapter 332 Rumor

Soft lighting, a lively atmosphere, delicious food, a wide range of drinks from high to low prices, and even a musician playing unknown country tunes on the lute.

Feeling the noisy atmosphere in the hall, Zhang Cheng casually found a seat near the bar and sat down, and told the bartender, "Bring me a glass of strawberry juice, and by the way, tell me about some interesting things that happened in Stormwind City recently."

The man in his 40s raised his head and glanced at the beautiful female boss standing at the door. Seeing that the latter nodded calmly, he unscrewed the valve of a wooden barrel, filled a glass full of dark red liquid, and gently Lightly put it on the table: "Here, sir, this cup is mine."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Cheng, who had been a little thirsty for a long time, didn't talk nonsense, picked it up and drank it all, and then took a deep breath to relax his tired and tense spirit.

Although the name is called "Strawberry Juice", in fact this glass is a special drink that has been slightly fermented and contains a certain amount of alcohol. It is said that due to the use of a lot of expensive cane sugar and ingredients, its price is far higher than that of ordinary wine. It is also one of the only alcohols he can drink in Azeroth besides wine and rum.

As for the poor-quality ale that is full of impurities and has a pungent taste, it is simply not something that people drink.

The bartender picked up the glass and filled it again, then asked with a smile on his face, "You just said that you want to inquire about the news, what specifically are you referring to?"

"It doesn't matter in any aspect, I just want to know the current situation in the city." Zhang Cheng deliberately shrugged his shoulders pretending to be indifferent.

In fact, he wanted to use some rumors to determine whether it was safe for him to go to the "slaughtered lamb".

But the bartender obviously didn't know this, and nodded to himself: "Okay. If we talk about the major events that happened in the recent period, there are nothing more than two things. One is that there was a riot in the Stormwind Prison. Fortunately, the warden Selwo Te reacted in a timely manner and took the initiative to block the entrance. Right now, the big shots are discussing whether to send troops to kill all the criminals who launched the rebellion. I heard that because of the strong opposition from Countess Katrana Prestor, it finally fell through. Another The incident was that Marshal Reginald Windsor had a big fight with Countess Katrana Prestor in the parliament, and he went to the Burning Plains alone to deal with the increasingly rampant Blackrock orcs... "

"Oh, Princess Black Dragon has finally started to do something..." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

Undoubtedly, after personally planning the kidnapping of Varian Wrynn, Onyxia couldn't wait to gain more power and influence within the Kingdom of Stormwind, so she couldn't wait to put everything that might threaten her People secretly eradicated them, and those who could not be eradicated were driven out of Stormwind City.

The young king Anduin Wrynn knew nothing about this, and the regent Bolvar Fordragon was also firmly captured by the gentle trap woven by the black dragon princess in the appearance of a human woman.

It can be said that whoever gets the favor of Countess Katrana Prestor will be able to call the wind and rain in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

If it is not known that at some point in the future, Marshal Reginald Windsor will come back with the deciphered slate to fulfill the prophecy he received in Karazhan and reveal her true face, otherwise Zhang Cheng would have endured I can't help but plug in and get enough benefits for myself.

But it is a pity that doing so will [-]% pay a very painful price in the future. According to Zhang Cheng's current status and status in Dalaran, there is no need to take risks at all.

Just when he was sipping strawberry juice and thinking about how to win the trust of the alliance warlocks, an old dwarf with a gray beard suddenly came over and said in a drunken tone: "Hey! Young man, you Where did you get the dwarven muskets?"

"Firearms?" Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and saw the never-used double-barreled mithril shotgun hanging on his waist, with a strange smile on his face. "I bought this from a dwarf named Offgar Copperhammer at the Booty Bay Market. Why, do you know him?"

"Ofger Brass Hammer? Damn it! This bastard really ran to Stranglethorn Valley without saying a word?" The old dwarf roared with hatred.

He didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, and he slammed his rock-like arms on the table vigorously, until the bartender warned him that if there was a crack on the table, he would lose money.

"Do you know Olfger Copperhammer?" Zhang Cheng stared at the grumpy dwarf beside him with great interest.

After all, the race of dwarves will grow thick beards once they become adults. Whether they are 30 years old or two hundred years old, it doesn't make much difference in the eyes of humans.

"Of course! I'm his uncle! This bastard didn't inherit the family business honestly and became a qualified blacksmith, but he went to learn some shit engineering from the damn dwarf, and even ran out to take risks as a hunter. I really pissed me off After that, the old dwarf started to slap the table vigorously again, his beard curled up and down, which was very interesting.

After listening to the other party's complaints, Zhang Cheng could not help but respond with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with engineering, at least the power of muskets is obvious to all, isn't it?"

"Huh! What's so good! It's just some fancy gadgets, where the real swords, axes and hammers are so powerful. By the way, what kind of metal is the dagger hanging on your waist? Why have I never seen it before?" The old dwarf looked at Throw at the short dagger that glows with wonderful red ripples.

Zhang Cheng took down the enchanted dagger made of Valyrian steel not long ago: "You mean this?"

The old dwarf nodded quickly: "Yes! I have never seen such a strange quenching technology! Can you show me? In return, I can promise to build you a weapon or armor for free."

"No problem, please." Zhang Cheng handed over the dagger without thinking.

He also wants to see if the dwarven blacksmiths of Azeroth can figure out why Valyrian steel is produced and the strange energy contained in it.

"My God! This kind of hardness, flexibility, and magic ductility are almost four or five points similar to light cast iron ingots. But with all due respect, apart from the material, the method of making this dagger has no merit at all. A piece of good steel was wasted for nothing." The old dwarf gave his evaluation straightforwardly.

Seeing the other party's grief-stricken appearance, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he lowered his voice and asked tentatively: "Then have you figured out how this metal is produced? What's the use of it?"

"Well—from the perspective of a blacksmith, I think the main reason is the quenching temperature and some special additives. You must know that even the large forge in Ironforge cannot reach the high temperature of quenching this metal. , if I guessed correctly, it should be tempered with a special flame such as dragon flame. As for the function, it is naturally used to fight a powerful magic weapon..."

Chapter 333

"No, no, no, what I mean is that you just mentioned that it is very similar to light cast iron ingots. As far as I know, light cast iron ingots are metals that contain sacred power, and are specially used to create exclusive armor for paladins, or A weapon that counters undead, shadow magic and demons, yet it exhibits no such properties."

Zhang Cheng interrupted the other party pretending to be serious, and at the same time asked another question that bothered him.

As a traveler full of curiosity and desire to explore, he had already conducted various tests on Valyrian steel, but the actual results were rather disappointing.