Spellcasting Heavens

Watching the three werewolves forcibly dragging the girls into the old house one by one, Zhang Cheng, who was hiding not far away, suddenly lowered his voice and turned around and asked, How do you usually deal with ordinary people on the mission? For example, they see something that shouldn't be See something?

Uh... In general, there are two ways to deal with it. One is to clean it up and solve the troubles that may arise in the future once and for all; the other is to become a secrecy person and make the other party swear never to tell a third party. Once he says it, then You have to kill him and the insider at the same time, or the council will send killers to take care of the whole thing, including you, Ralph replied, licking his dry lips.

Judging from the blinking eyes, the one he usually uses the most must be the first one.

Secretary? Interesting...

Zhang Cheng had a half-smile but not a smile on his face. He stood there and neither ordered a raid nor chose to retreat.

The young mixed-race black girl seemed to think of something, subconsciously gave a shudder, and tentatively said, Mr. Wizard, shouldn't you wait for the werewolves to kill those girls?

Oh? Do I look so cold-blooded and cruel? Zhang Cheng asked in a half-joking tone.

No! That's not what I meant! The black girl hurriedly shook her head.

After all, she didn't want to offend a moody and powerful wizard for a few strangers she didn't know.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently: Whatever you think, I just want to do a little test anyway.

I'm sure you've all heard a lot of descriptions of destiny.

According to theological interpretation, mortals are always controlled by an invisible hand. Whether it is success or failure, it is the arrangement of fate. Even birth, old age, sickness and death are part of fate, and no one can change it.

I wondered today how many of those girls would have died and how many would have survived if I had gone in later.

If they are all alive or all dead, it means that fate cannot be changed by mortals.

Because of my intervention, it did not change their destined ending in the slightest.

But if some of them died and some survived because of my intervention, it means that fate can be intervened to some extent...

But how do you know that the part that survives and the part that dies are not destiny? The black girl frowned and asked a pointed question.

Hehe, good question, to be honest, I can't prove it, I can only judge by my senses by trying again and again. Well, let's end the chat, it's time to go in and see what these alien werewolves are doing. What the hell. After speaking, Zhang Cheng took the initiative to end the topic, quickly blessed himself with a mana shield, and took the lead in walking towards the entrance.

As a traveler who was thrown into an unfamiliar world by a mysterious force, there was always a trace of unease in his heart, as if everything around him was seriously lacking in reality, and he always felt that someone or a god was secretly planning everything.

After advancing along the narrow and dark alley for about ten meters, Ralph suddenly stopped and made a tactical gesture at his teammates.

The mixed-race black girl didn't say a word, and quickly pinched the bone necklace hanging around her neck, muttering words.

In the blink of an eye, a black and translucent leopard appeared beside him out of thin air, especially the two eyes emitting green light, giving the illusion of ferocious hunger.

She stroked the leopard's forehead lightly and commanded in a low voice, Go! Karak! Make some noise!

Ugh...

The leopard roared in response, his body quickly faded, and finally disappeared without a trace.

About two or three minutes later, there was a sudden scream in the old house, followed by someone roaring loudly: Damn! I was attacked! There is a big cat in the house! Find it!

What? Are you kidding? This is New York! It's not a big forest full of wild animals! How can there be a big movement...

The other person hasn't finished speaking yet.

Immediately, he let out a scream, and then yelled, Damn! There's really a big cat! Quick! Catch it!

Here! I see it! It's running towards the basement!

Ouch!!!

Ouch!!!

...

Accompanied by the loud howling of the wolf, the sound of ping ping ping pong came from the old house. You don't need to ask to know that all the werewolves have transformed.

It was undoubtedly the first time that Zhang Cheng saw the abilities of a black girl, and he praised with a smile: Good job! If I guessed correctly, your necklace is parasitized by an animal spirit, right?

The latter nodded with a smile: Yes! It's called Karak, it is said to be the grandmother of my grandmother's grandmother, a partner of a powerful witch doctor. But later with the development of technology, no one in the family is willing to learn the ancient The way of the witch doctor, and finally lost the inheritance. I accidentally found the necklace in the tidying room, and the first time I successfully summoned Karak, and then I met the captain and invited me to join his team and became a member of the team. Demon hunter.

It's all old, let's go, let's take care of these bastards who are messing around. Ralph opened the box and took out the shotgun, grinning and taking the lead in breaking in.

In less than two seconds, a violent gunshot broke the silence of the night.

boom!

The unlucky guy who was hit flew up out of thin air and slammed into the wall behind him.

The enchanted silver-plated bullet directly opened a blood hole in his chest the size of an adult's fist, and the heart in the chest was long gone, and he swallowed his last breath on the spot.

Intruders! There are intruders!

The werewolf is not a fool. After hearing the gunshot, he immediately realized what had happened, and rushed towards the main entrance from all directions.

Staring at these tall, fang-filled guys, Ralph calmly reloaded the gun and waved his hand behind him.

The young man in his early twenties in the team clenched his fists, took a step forward, and opened his mouth before an inaudible sound wave came out of his throat.

moment!

All the glass in the house was shattered, and the werewolf stopped, lying on the ground in pain and covering his ears.

At this time, their keen auditory system once again became a burden, but Zhang Cheng, a pure-blooded human, didn't feel it at all.

Of course, when he saw the enemies lying on the ground, he would not be merciful. Raising his hand was an ice pick technique, which wounded the four nearest werewolves into a bloody mess, especially the biting ice, which made the recovery of the wound extremely slow. , don't expect to stand up for a while...