Casting spells

About five hours later, when Stormwind entered midnight, he put down the No.14 grinding wheel, which had been worn out and could no longer be used, and complained tiredly: "Damn, it's finally done. Hurry up and assemble it for me to see." See what you have done, it is different from any firearm I have seen before?"

"Hehe, don't worry, my friend, you will immediately understand what a great work you have completed." After speaking, Zhang Cheng assembled the parts placed on the workbench with extremely skilled movements.

In less than a minute, a revolver that did not belong to Azeroth appeared in his hand.

But at the moment, this demon-destroying gun is not completely finished, so he ignored the curious eyes of the dwarves, and began to carve strange-shaped runes on the body and barrel surface of the gun with a special carving knife, some of which were from Dalaran. The arcane runes used by the mages, and some demon runes used by the demons of the Burning Legion, but the most important thing is to decipher the mysterious runes belonging to the magical earth.

The reason is very simple. Among the three different systems of runes, arcane runes are used to guide energy, and demonic runes are used to strengthen the destructive power of bullets. Only this kind of magic civilization does not know for the time being. runes, which can be combined to produce a mysterious anti-magic stance.

Finally, with the addition of the bullets made of Valyrian steel by the same industry, I am afraid that in addition to the physical protective magic like the ice shield, the general force field protection such as the mana shield will be penetrated directly. Absolutely It is the nightmare of spellcasters.

In particular, the gunpowder used in engineering in the Azeroth world is not chemicals such as sulfur, charcoal, saltpeter, thunder mercury, nitrocellulose, etc., but the crystallization of some kind of energy magic energy in minerals. The explosive power is far greater than The former is a hundred times more terrifying, as can be seen from the muskets made by engineering.

After all, all muskets in Azeroth are not rifled, so-called "smooth guns".But this kind of primitive firearm, which is reputed to be lacking in range and inaccuracy, uses the "gunpowder" provided by goblin and dwarf engineers, and it can actually make the projectile fly 400 meters away, and it can penetrate through the adult body with one blow. A tree trunk as thick as a person's waist.

That's right!

Not embedded!

But through!

Even the most powerful anti-materiel sniper rifle produced on the earth is only so powerful!

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Chengci thought of building a magic gun as a trump card to deal with the evil witch Catherine.

In any case, mind ability is a kind of supernatural magic power. It is essentially energy manipulation, and it will naturally be repelled by magic-breaking bullets and anti-magic force fields.

He really wanted to know if one day the two sides really turned against each other, would the expression on Catherine's face be wonderful when she found out that she was killed by the gun she despised the most?

In fact, not only the desire witches, most residents of the underground world rely on various abilities, look down on ordinary people at all, and even think that they are the real masters of the world.

They simply don't understand that since the middle of the [-]th century, the science and technology that human beings depend on has developed at an incredible speed. The world poses a huge threat.

The reason why the underground world still exists is that their superpowers are one aspect, but what is more important is the secrecy mechanism set by the parliament, which is to never let most ordinary people know of their existence.

Originally, Zhang Cheng thought of building a delicate hand crossbow, but then he thought again, the pistol is far more powerful and has a longer range than the hand crossbow, and it is more in line with the habit of everyone in North America with a gun. to cover up.

With the thought of slaying the enemy, he carved the last rune, and immediately smashed the expensive rubies and diamonds into slag, and with the help of a shape-changing spell, covered all the magic runes on the surface, forming a layer of glitter. Luminous compartments.

In this way, even if you use detection spells, you won't be able to detect abnormalities at the first time. Finally, with a thick layer of mithril powder, a gleaming demon-destroying revolver is completely completed.

Gently pulling the trigger, feeling the terrifying power contained in this weapon, Zhang Cheng's eyes shone with a strange light, and after a while, he turned his head and said to the old dwarf behind him: "How about it, the weapon I designed is very Pretty, isn't it?"

"Cut! I really don't understand what's going on in your head! It's really weird to make a weapon that can easily kill the caster even though you are a mage." The old dwarf rolled his eyes angrily. , sat down on the ground, took out a pipe from somewhere, stuffed some tobacco leaves in it, and smoked it calmly.

"What's wrong with mages? Who stipulated that mages can't use guns? When encountering danger, the most important thing is to defeat the enemy and survive. As for the means and process, it doesn't matter. Oh, yes, by the way, help me use the magic-breaking metal Forge some bullets, and I will pick them up in half a month. Also, this is the metal and hard work I promised you."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng put two pieces of Valyrian steel and a small bag of gold coins on the workbench, turned around and threw himself into the street shrouded in the last ray of darkness before dawn.

Watching the background where he was gradually receding, Clenny Copperhammer smacked his lips, murmured something, stretched out his hand and stroked the smooth surface like a lover, and the shape of a sword quickly appeared in his mind .

According to the dwarves, this is a hint from the deepest part of the blacksmith's soul, and he will do his best to create a legendary weapon that can be handed down to future generations...

Chapter 337 The Slaughtered Lamb

In the "Slaughtered Lamb" hotel in the mage district of Stormwind, the bartender Zare Moore is carefully wiping the table, as if this is a very important and sacred job, and he doesn't care about the recent half a month. Not a single guest came.

Just look at the outrageous prices for drinks and food posted on the door, and no one with a semblance of a brain would walk in and be ripped off.

Of course, as the stronghold of the Warlock Guild in the Kingdom of Stormwind, he didn't care about the meager profit. The only purpose was to cover up the group of Warlocks who were hiding in the huge basement of the hotel for research and teaching.

Just as he finished wiping the table for the last time and was about to hang up the closed sign, suddenly a thin figure broke in.

The other party was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with short blond hair, dark blue pupils, wearing a rather finely crafted dark blue robe, and with a handsome face, he looked very much like a man from a noble family. boy.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Zare Moore frowned subconsciously, and then scolded in a low voice: "Child, leave quickly, this is not a place for you to play around."

"Playing around? No, I'm not here to play around, but to learn how to become a warlock." The boy pursed his lips and explained proudly.

"Warlock? Damn it! Where did you hear that word!" Zare Moore's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously grasped the staff hidden in his sleeve.

You must know that since Magni Bronzebeard, King of Ironforge, began to crowd out and monitor warlocks who obtained power from demons, the Warlock Guild had no choice but to find a new foothold, and the city of Stormwind, which was in chaos, was undoubtedly It has become their ideal hiding place.

But unfortunately, despite winning the trust of MI[-] through a series of cooperation, the upper-class nobles who have experienced the orc invasion still feel that Warlock is the minion of the Burning Legion and a black apple that must be eradicated, so this temporary base still has to be hidden Keep it in the dark, otherwise it will be banned by the Stormwind City Management Brigade in minutes.

The young man seemed to have anticipated the other party's reaction, smiled slightly, took out a letter with a capital M mark from his arms and shook it: "Take it, this is my letter of recommendation, I believe you should have been notified. "

"It's you?!" Zare Moore opened it and glanced, a surprised expression immediately appeared on his face.

Because the person who wrote this letter was none other than the leader of SI:[-], the famous King of Assassins - Mathias Shaw.

Although he had known for a long time that a mysterious person would come to the Warlock Guild these days to learn all kinds of dangerous and dark magic knowledge, he never expected that it would be a child.

You must know that warlocks are no different than other professions. They not only need extremely outstanding talents, but also need a firm and unswerving will. Most warlocks are transformed from other spellcasting professions such as mages, priests, and shamans.

Most of them have a mature outlook on life and values, and are willing to pay the price for the pursuit of powerful power, even if the price is their own life and soul.

If you don't have a mature mind, let alone learning dark and taboo knowledge, you will get lost unconsciously just by summoning demons, and eventually become a puppet at the mercy of the other party.

"Why, are you surprised? Don't worry, I'm not an ordinary kid, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get this letter of recommendation, would I?" the boy asked with a half-smile.

Obviously, he is none other than Zhang Cheng who used the deceitful orb to change his appearance and age.

A few hours ago, he finally got a letter of recommendation from Mathias Shaw, so he naturally wanted to come here to pay homage to a mountain, and by the way, start to study systematically from the beginning, just like he did when he got the mage career template. Soak in the Dalaran library for a while until all external forces are firmly under control.

Of course, in order not to expose his true identity, he chose to incarnate as a blond boy, and at the same time picked up the pseudonym Mason Asprin, which he has used many times.

"Oh, well, come with me. Remember, no matter what you see, please keep quiet. Masters don't like noisy apprentices." Zare Moore urged with a serious face.

Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be indifferent and shrugged his shoulders: "Understood, I am not a country bumpkin who has never seen the world."

"It's such an unpleasant tone. Now I'm beginning to wonder if you can survive your apprenticeship." Zare Moore murmured softly as he closed the door and opened the secret passage hidden behind the wine rack.

Under his leadership, the two walked through the narrow spiral passage one after the other, and soon came to a very spacious underground hall.

I saw more than [-] men and women wearing red or black robes busy with their own affairs, some were summoning low-level demons with the help of magic circles fixed by magic, and some were practicing shadows against targets and small animals Arrows, curses, and others are constantly drawing energy from the burning fel flames...

Although he knew for a long time that the Warlock stronghold in Stormwind City would definitely see something unusual, Zhang Cheng never expected that the other party would be so blatant.

You must know that a few streets away is the Royal Mage Tower, which monitors all abnormal supernatural energy in Stormwind City, not to mention summoning demons, even releasing a small magic missile will be detected instantly.

Are these mages selectively blind?

Or is there some ulterior PY transaction between the two parties?

All of a sudden, countless speculations popped up in his mind, and he even suspected that the Black Dragon Princess was deliberately conniving at the Warlock Guild, and wanted to use these power-worshiping guys to balance the Royal Mages.

Just when Zhang Cheng began to select the most powerful people with scrutiny, a woman with long black hair stopped suddenly, squinted her eyes and stared at him with an extremely dangerous gaze. It took a minute before he frowned and asked, "Who is this little guy?"