Casting spells

"Yes, it seems that I don't need to kill you to continue looking for new servants." Zhang Cheng smiled maliciously while withdrawing the evil energy he had injected into the portal.

After a while, the huge portal over two meters returned to its original shape.

He ignored the dozens of furtive gazes on the other side of the portal, picked up a book about "Introduction to Shadow Spells" from the bookshelf, and immediately ordered without looking up: "Watch the portal for me!" , If one of your kind enters the room, I will break your neck."

"Obey! Great master! Your will is my order." Kupnik lowered his head humbly and bowed deeply.

As the low-level cannon fodder of the Burning Legion, it is born with awe of high-level demons, and it has no thought of resistance at all.

Although it doesn't understand why there is the soul of the eredar demon lord in a mortal body, but considering that his boss Sargeras once used soul invasion to control Medivh to open the door of darkness, and let the orcs polluted by the blood of demons invade Ai. Xerath, so I instinctively feel that this is probably part of the legion's huge conspiracy.

Soon, under the temptation of the soul fragments, a dozen little ghosts couldn't help but rushed out.

Staring at these similar creatures with their fangs and claws, Kupnik let out a piercing laugh, and continuously shot dark green fel energy fireballs, killing them on the edge of the junction between distorted time and space and Azeroth, showing no mercy at all. .

In fact, the Burning Legion was not originally an organization known for order and discipline. Chaos, killing and destruction were their essence. Cannibalism was as easy as eating and drinking.

Through the corner of his eye, Zhang Cheng kept in mind the various abilities that Kupnik demonstrated in the battle, and silently made a comparison.

First of all, as its most frequently used ability, Flame Arrow, is actually Fel Fire. Its power is far more terrifying than ordinary fire spells. At least it cannot be extinguished by ordinary water, and there is no need to chant spells and cast spells. One can be released every two seconds, and there is no sign of energy exhaustion after releasing twenty or thirty in a row.

The second is the flame shield, which forms a circular flame ring around the target's body. Anyone who approaches will be burned by the high-temperature flames. The duration is about three to five minutes. The lethality may be a bit low, but Can make the enemy feel intense pain.

The third is phase shifting, temporarily hiding oneself in the cracks of space, avoiding all magic and physical attacks.The difference from the game is that it can be used flexibly even in battle.The only downside is that once the conversion starts, there is no way to stop it.

The fourth is the contract of blood, by burning the power of the blood of one's own demons, giving oneself and allies strong vitality.However, Zhang Cheng believed that this kind of increased vitality out of thin air was a good thing. Maybe the body would be polluted by evil energy after repeated use, and become monsters like evil orcs and evil elves.

The last two spells, the flame immunity shield and the fire rain, have not been cast yet, so it is impossible to judge.

Obviously, Kupnik's combat power is not as vulnerable as the imp summoned by the warlock in the game, but is a bit similar to the little boss who dropped the crescent key in Dire Maul.

Just when Zhang Cheng was thinking about how to bring this little devil with interesting abilities back to Earth, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Out of caution, he hastily put on the blindfold and used the orb of deceit to disguise himself as the blond boy.

About two or three minutes later, the locked door was opened again.

I saw Ursula Delin walking in with a doomsday guard over [-] meters tall and holding a sharp giant axe.

She first glanced at Kupnik next to the portal, and then at Zhang Cheng who was sitting in a chair reading quietly, with undisguised surprise on her face.

"Unbelievable! You survived! You even signed a contract with a little devil!"

"Why, from your tone, it seems that you are looking forward to seeing my mutilated corpse?" Zhang Cheng curled his lips in disdain.

"No, of course not, I just didn't expect someone to complete the trial without systematic study. It seems that Mathias Shaw recommended you for a reason." After finishing speaking, Ursula raised her hand Shoots a hazy green light at the doomguard.

In less than a second, the tall demon's body gradually turned into nothingness, and finally completely disappeared without a trace.

No need to ask, it was banished back to the Twisting Nether.

Warlocks are not as caring to their summoned demons as hunters are to their animal companions.

On the contrary, they are full of vigilance against demons, and if they are not careful, they will be swallowed by the demons as nourishment to strengthen themselves, so their attitude is extremely bad, and some warlocks will even torture the demons who signed contracts with them for pleasure.

Kupnik lowered his head and carefully observed the strange woman who entered the room, as if he wanted to figure out what happened, why his powerful master had to pretend to be himself, and what kind of conspiracy and secrets were hidden behind it.

As a little ghost who has lived for thousands of years with the help of conspiracy and tricks, its mind has long become extremely clever, and it is easy to smell extraordinary breaths from abnormal atmosphere...

3 Forty Chapters of Hellhound

As Zhang Cheng passed Ursula Delin's test, he finally succeeded in breaking into the warlock group, became a nominal apprentice, and began to learn dangerous dark magic knowledge.

But unlike the step-by-step approach of Dalaran mages, warlocks seem to prefer to seize power from demons at any cost, especially all kinds of bloody and cruel sacrifices, which make people's scalp tingle.

Some of them are monsters captured alive by hired adventurers, and some are special criminals who are captured by MI[-] and are inconvenient to execute in person.

In short, in just half a month, Zhang Cheng saw with his own eyes more than thirty fresh lives and souls being swallowed by demons, and the strength of the magician who performed the ceremony was also improving at an unbelievable speed.

No wonder when the warlock profession appeared in the orc tribe, it quickly squeezed out the dominant shaman priests. This astonishing improvement speed alone was enough to attract countless spellcasters.

Of course, there is a so-called "price" to be paid for obtaining any power.

The price warlocks pay is either their own blood, or taking the souls of others through killing, or integrating their whole body and mind into the abyss of darkness and depravity.

In Azeroth, no profession is more dangerous than a warlock. If you are not careful, you will lose your self-awareness and become a beast driven by the dark side of human nature and endless desires, or even a minion of the Burning Legion.

To put it simply, a Warlock uses a part of himself as a bargaining chip to gain power through trading. The more you pay, the more power you get.

Theoretically, as long as the will is strong enough to withstand the strong side effects of the power exchange, within a short period of time, one can obtain spellcasting abilities surpassing those of the Kirin Tor Council's archmages.

Warlocks are so powerful, and the power they possess is so tempting, so even at the risk of death and being wanted, many people continue to join them, just seeing the madness and death with their own eyes within half a month There are more than five warlocks plus apprentices.

However, the life and death of these people has nothing to do with Zhang Cheng. Right now, he is concentrating on staring at the Hellhound that is close at hand. Warlock spells defeat it.

After all, this time, there were four pairs of scrutinizing eyes around him, and it was impossible for him to directly reveal the devil's eyes like taming Kupnik.

In addition, the ability of the Hellhound is very restrained from the caster, so it is impossible to make a quick decision.

You must know that there was a very classic joke circulating in the early days of the game. When a certain mage was walking in the wild, he suddenly found that a warlock from the opposing faction had left temporarily by the side of the road. This opportunity will kill the opponent.

As a result, the demon summoned by the warlock—the hell hound, rushed up and started chasing the mage without saying a word. In the blink of an eye, he ate up all the arcane wisdom, ice body protection, and frost armor on the mage, and Also countered several spells.

Although the mage tried his best to kill this nasty dog, he didn't know that the magic resistance of the hellhound itself was unbelievably high. In the end, he exhausted all his mana but failed, and was brutally bitten to death by the hellhound .

When the warlock player returned to the monitor, he was surprised to find that there was an extra skeleton beside him at some point...

Although the description of the story is a bit exaggerated, it also shows from another aspect how difficult it is for the Hellhound in the eyes of the caster.

Just when Zhang Cheng was considering whether to go into exile first to buy some time, the hellhound lying motionless on the ground suddenly opened its big mouth full of fangs and pounced on it.

"Damn!"

He didn't have time to react, so he could only activate the magic armor first, covering his skin with a layer of devil-like hard horny layer, and then smashed it down hard with his right elbow.

boom!

With a muffled sound, two of the hellhound's sharp teeth fell out, but at the same time it bit its arm.

Fortunately, the role of magic armor is to give the warlock the same defense and regeneration ability as a demon, so it failed to bite the bone, but only tore off a large piece of bloody flesh, and the wound healed in less than five seconds. Stop the blood.

"That's great! You wait for me!" Feeling the pain in his heart, Zhang Cheng pretended to say a cruel word, and quickly hung the corrosion and pain curse on the hellhound.

"Crack, click!!!!"

The Whispering Hound that was attacked instantly became fierce, but since there was no sound line, the strange noise of teeth rubbing against each other was an expression of its anger, and the two tentacles on the top of its head also released a faint black light.

next second...