Casting spells

"Okay, let's talk about him first. In short, you should remember to stay away from him during this time. Here, this is the list I promised you. Hurry up and pick one as compensation." Laverne threw a sheet of A4 printer paper on the table.

"No hurry." Zhang Cheng picked it up and glanced at it, and found that there was nothing he was interested in, so he casually threw it aside. "There hasn't been any big news in the underground world in the past few months, right?"

"Big news? If I remember correctly, the biggest news is the life-extending potion you handed to Polman for auction. Right now, the whole world is trying to find out about your whereabouts and preferences. If there is no accident , It won’t take long for someone to visit. You have to understand that you are already the most powerful alchemist in the world on the road of delaying aging and death.” Lavern’s tone was full of emotion.

If he hadn't absorbed enough divinity, he probably couldn't help but like other old people, frantically chasing after this magic potion that can prolong his life by ten to twenty years.

But now, he has something better, so he doesn't have to be as ugly as a dog chasing bones.

"Is it……"

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to say something more, the mobile phone thrown on the table suddenly rang.

Out of a subconscious reaction, he picked it up and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"My God! Honey! Your call is finally connected! Come on! Help me! I'm in trouble!" Elizabeth's nervous voice came through the microphone.

"Calm down! Tell me, what trouble are you in?" Zhang Cheng asked calmly.

Through the voice, he could be sure that although his girlfriend was a little flustered, she hadn't been hurt in any real sense.

"Yes...it's a manticore! This bastard secretly smuggled a manticore from Iran to New York! Damn it! If you can't arrive within 10 minutes, wait for me to collect the body." Elizabeth didn't care The image of a lady that I usually maintain, shouted out of breath.

"Hold on! I'll be right there."

Zhang Cheng's face changed slightly when he heard Manticore, and he immediately pressed the positioning system of his mobile phone. After a while, he confirmed the girl's location on the virtual map, and said directly to Lavern: "Sorry, I'm afraid I have to Sorry for a while."

The voice just fell!

He cast teleportation magic directly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Feeling the remaining energy shock in the air, Lavern couldn't help but smiled and shook his head and teased: "Hey, women, no matter what age they are, they will always be so troublesome."

But the ridicule is all ridicule. Seeing that the owner of the house has left, he has no point in staying any longer. After messing with the big cats locked in the room for a while, he quickly chose to leave.

No one noticed at all, just after everyone disappeared, the ancient book covered with a napkin suddenly released a dense black fog, directly dragging all the animals inside and outside the villa forcibly into the book.

In less than a few seconds, a large amount of viscous plasma slowly flowed out from the middle of the pages, dyeing all the expensive handmade carpets red.

8 Chapter [-] Manticore

Manticore, as the name suggests, is a special creature with a red lion body, a human face, human ears and blue eyes, three rows of sharp teeth on the upper and lower jaws, and a deadly stinger at the end like a scorpion.

Moreover, these poisonous stingers can be launched in any direction. Once hit, not only will it cause physical damage, but at the same time, the toxin will quickly spread throughout the body along with the blood flow.

In addition, according to the records of the ancient Persians, the throat of this monster can imitate the sound of a flute or a trumpet to lure prey into the bait.

Generally speaking, only a few of the mighty manticores that have terrified human beings since the age of mythology live in the Arabian sphere of influence in West Asia, Central Asia, and South Asia. The total number does not exceed [-], and they are strictly protected by the local forces. Guys who play wrong ideas will [-]% be attacked by them.

But as the saying goes, the return is always proportional to the risk.

Since manticores are highly domesticable, and the venom secreted from their tails can affect a variety of magical creatures, many people secretly are willing to pay high prices for one or two, which naturally gave birth to poaching and smuggling business.

Relatively speaking, the European continent, which has a long history, has a slightly stronger demand in this area, while few people in North America dare to touch this restricted area.

The reason is very simple. As early as [-], someone transported a hidden manticore to Atlantic City. As a result, an accident happened halfway, killing dozens of people and injuring hundreds of people. It was blood plasma and broken corpses, which almost exposed the underground world to ordinary people.

To ensure that a similar situation never happens again, the perpetrator was sentenced to 300 years of indentured slavery, and his descendants are still providing special services to a certain MP.

It is with this living example that no one will dare to try to transport too dangerous magical creatures to the United States for 100 years.

But it is also more than 100 years later, it seems that some guys have forgotten the lessons learned from the past, and started to move around again.

Abraham Boroman, a depraved druid who was expelled from the church for violating religious rules, is currently the only guy on the east coast of the United States who dares to smuggle and sell dangerous magical creatures.

But today, he was obviously not in a good mood. He sat in the office with a gloomy face, and roared furiously at several of his subordinates: "Idiot! Tell me! Did you grow up eating shit? How dare you let a woman secretly Sneaked into the warehouse! And let the manticore worth [-] gold dinars escape!"

"Boss, she is not an ordinary woman, but a witch." A black man who looked about 30 years old corrected in a low voice.

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to your excuses! Remember, I'll give you 10 minutes to clean up everything, and you must not be discovered by the lord and council, understand? Otherwise, we will all die!" Abraham Bo Roman threatened viciously.

"Two 10 minutes? Catch a manticore and a witch in the complex dock warehouse?" The black man's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face. "You have to know that this is the port of New York! The annual throughput reaches hundreds of millions of tons! The containers placed outside are so densely packed that you can't see the end at a glance! Coupled with the uniformly built warehouse, even if you touch thousands of people, you may not be able to reach the end." Check all corners in one day."

"You don't need to worry about this problem! I will send my little baby to be in charge of the search! Your mission is to catch me both the man and the manticore! Especially that damned little bitch! I must let her know to disturb me How serious are the consequences of doing business."

After finishing speaking, Abraham Borrowman inserted two fingers into his mouth and whistled vigorously.

moment!

Dense seagulls flew over from the seashore, circling along the sky above the entire terminal logistics area.

After a while, more than half of them huffed and swooped down towards the corner near the east.

Seeing this scene, he immediately opened the window and pointed to the place where the seagulls fell: "It's over there! Go! Don't let them escape..."

Before the words were finished, a poisonous needle with black light flashing slammed into the wall next to it, scaring everyone in the room into a cold sweat.

You must know that the toxin of the manticore is not comparable to any poisonous creature on earth. It is not so much poison as it is a kind of magical energy that can affect body functions.

All it takes is a scratch of the oily skin, and even a full-grown elephant can die of poison in seconds.

"Meow!!!!!!!!!"

Before these people came back to their senses, a small cat-like animal covered with black hair suddenly jumped out from behind a container, knocked away the manticore chasing the girl, and issued a threatening voice at the same time. growl.

"Come on! Cody! If you hold on for a few more minutes, Zhang will come to rescue us." Elizabeth shouted while running desperately without looking back.

"Get out! I swear! If you can go back alive this time, you must scratch your ass."

As soon as he spoke, the black plush creature, which was originally the size of a domestic cat, swelled rapidly and turned into an elegant leopard.

Especially its exaggeratedly large claws, the ends exude a metallic luster under the sun's rays, and it is not vegetarian at first glance.

But the irascible manticore obviously wouldn't be intimidated by this threat. After getting up from the ground, he immediately shot a poisonous needle from his tail without saying a word.

Clap clap clap!

Accompanied by dazzling golden sparks, the thick and sturdy container shell was pierced with a row of holes the size of a small finger.

Not to be outdone, Cody swung his claws that were sharper than a lathe knife, and charged straight at the Manticore, cutting a deep bone-deep wound on the manticore.

"Wow!!!!!!!"

The severe pain made the manticore become more manic, and opened its mouth wide, trying to bite the opponent with three rows of sharp fangs.

Since the two are now fighting each other, once it bites down, it will [-]% cause a lot of damage to Cody who has become a big cat.

Just at this critical moment, a black spot suddenly appeared in the air, and the surrounding time suddenly came to a standstill.