Spellcasting Heavens

What?! He's still alive? Zhang Cheng turned his head in surprise and stared at Bohl, who was lying motionless on the ground.

Maybe other people don't know how powerful the lightning just now is, but he has done the test very clearly. Not to mention a mere mixed-race human, even a werewolf known for its super recovery ability will be killed on the spot 100%.

Because at the moment of hitting, the contact site will be burned by a high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees Celsius, and all the organs in the entire chest cavity, including the heart and lungs, will rapidly fail, and eventually lead to the death of the target.

The power of lightning is so terrifying that humans have been in awe of its power since a long time ago, and even in many myths and legends, only the most powerful gods are qualified to hold it as a weapon.

But now, a guy was hit by a lightning bolt in the face, and he didn't die? !

Zhang Cheng felt that his worldview, outlook on life, and values ​​had been severely impacted. He quickly came to the corpse, bent down and carefully examined his chest, which exuded a strong burnt smell, and found a surprising scene.

I saw that the muscles, skin and bones that were completely carbonized were regrowing at an extremely slow speed, as if there was a mysterious force that kept the remaining healthy cells dividing and growing.

And those broken parts fell off little by little, and in less than three or five minutes, bright red muscle tissue was easily grown.

Although the heart has not started beating again, it is basically certain that the big black fool is indeed not dead, and it will not take long for him to wake up again.

Such a peculiar physique aroused Zhang Cheng's strong curiosity and desire for research.

He completely ignored the frightened eyes of the people around him. He took out a wooden box full of scalpels, tweezers, test tubes, needles and other tools from his suit pocket. He tore a large amount of tissue around the wound as a sample, followed by another After drawing a tube of blood, he stood up contentedly.

I have to say that his behavior just now was a bit like a crazy Frankenstein, and it directly scared the guests in the bar.

After all, those who can sit here and drink have more or less special abilities or bloodlines, but none of them are willing to be studied.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's behavior getting more and more outrageous, Karls' mouth twitched and reminded: Zhang, enough, if you are interested in Bohr's bloodline, you can order him to go to your home to study slowly, I believe He didn't dare say no, but now we have more important things.

What is his bloodline?

Zhang Cheng, whose curiosity was completely aroused, ignored the other party's urging, but continued to ask questions with great interest.

Damn! No one knows exactly what his bloodline is, but I think it's either a toad or a troll, and there aren't many creatures with such strong recovery abilities. Well, come with me, Ralph, you Come here too. Kars forcibly pulled Zhang Cheng's arm and waved at the middle-aged white man who was drinking and chatting with his companions not far away.

Hearing his call, the latter hurriedly put down the cup and followed behind with a shotgun engraved with a mysterious silver symbol on his back.

The three quickly passed through the back door of the bar and came to a single room with only about ten square meters.

The middle-aged man named Ralph closed the door, bowed slightly, and tentatively said, Lord Witch Doctor, do you have any instructions for calling me?

You wait! Kars directly put him aside, took out a few photos from his close pocket and threw them on the table. Zhang, take a look, and I'll tell you what the mission is after you're done.

Zhang Cheng picked up the photo with an inexplicable face, but as soon as he saw it for the first time, he was immediately attracted by the person in the photo. At the same time, there was a chilling light in his eyes, and he asked directly, Who is this guy? where?

Ah, it looks like you still remember him, don't you? Kars smiled and spread his hands. Don't worry,

At present, I only know his name is Salas, a werewolf leader who smuggled into the United States from Latvia not long ago. It is very likely that he is behind the recent series of attacks on ordinary people. Your task is to find him and find out the truth of the matter. In return, I will pay you thirty gold dinars first, and thirty gold dinars afterward.

Okay! I've accepted this task! Zhang Cheng agreed on the spot without any hesitation.

But he didn't do it for the gold dinar, but for revenge, in order to make this guy who once led his men chase him for a few streets, almost killed himself as a bastard.

Hehe, I knew you wouldn't refuse. Here are thirty gold dinars, and I'll also arrange some assistants for you. Saying that, Carlos turned his attention to the motionless man standing there. middle-aged. Ralph, the task of you and your teammates is to assist Zhang to find the guy in the photo. As for how to deal with it, it is entirely up to him to decide. Regarding this task, my offer to you is one million dollars, and there is an objection. ?

No! No! It is our honor to be able to serve you and the witch! In addition, I have seen the ability of this young wizard, and I will never dare to think anything wrong. Ralph lowered his head and swore to assure. .

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the same job should be paid the same, and even if there is a difference, it must not be tens of times, or even hundreds of times.

But he is very clear that the underground world has never been a place that pays attention to fairness, but a hunting ground that obeys the strong eat the weak and survive the fittest.

It is impossible for a half-blooded demon hunter like them to earn gold dinars, and they are very satisfied if they can earn more dollars to improve their lives.

Carlos nodded with satisfaction: Very good! Take action, the lady will wait for your reply.

After saying this, he immediately got up and left the room, disappearing into the dim underground passage.

After Carlos walked away, Ralph's tense nerves relaxed a little, turned his head and said with a smile: Mr. Wizard, if you don't mind, can you go back to the bar with me? I need to introduce you. Get to know your teammates.

No problem! But before that, I have a question, what exactly do you guys do? Do you have any special abilities? Zhang Cheng looked up and down with slightly curious eyes.

As a mage, he can clearly perceive that there is some kind of mysterious energy in the opponent's body. Although it is very meager, it gives people a sense of danger.

We? We're just a bunch of witches who deal with unruly monsters, or half-human beings. In fact, we're half-humans ourselves, so we have all kinds of abilities. Take me, for example, with the help of magic symbols. Attach a kind of energy to a cold weapon or bullet, and it will explode violently when it hits, causing heavy damage to the enemy. Ralph didn't mean to hide it, and said it generously...