Spellcasting Heavens

Roar!!!!

Obviously, the manticore was not seriously injured by the huge fireball just now, and quickly crawled out from under the collapsed container, roaring full of anger and pain.

Especially at the end of the bat-like wings, you can even see a faint black flame burning, and all the steel plates that come into contact with it melt into bright red molten iron in just a few seconds.

Oh—my God! It...it's not dead yet? Elizabeth opened her mouth wide and showed an expression of disbelief.

Dead? No, Manticore is not that easy to die, not to mention I have no intention of killing it.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng gently pushed the girl aside, and looked at this magical creature that survived from the distant mythological age with great interest.

There was no doubt that this was the first time he had seen a manticore, and it was a juvenile manticore who was far from his prime.

However, judging from the attack power, vitality and special magic ability shown by the other party so far, even if it is not as good as the giant dragon, which can stand at the top of the food chain in any fantasy world, at least it is not bad. too much.

Especially after being injured, the black flames wrapped around the ends of the wings are completely an advanced use of magical energy. It is estimated that there are at least thousands of degrees of high temperature. Normal people will never survive if they accidentally touch it.

Be careful! There are not only manticores here, but also some pretty vicious bastards. Elizabeth glanced at the abnormally large number of seabirds around her, and reminded cautiously.

Hehe, relax, have you forgotten who I am? What's more, this is New York, my place...

As a person who likes to be vigilant at all times, how could Zhang Cheng not notice the seabirds standing densely around him.

It's just that for him now, these little things that don't make it to the table don't need to be too concerned. At best, they can only be regarded as small games to pass the boring time.

Of course, the opposite was true for Abraham Borrowman.

If you want to find a reference point for his smuggling business, it is equivalent to the gangster who is engaged in illegal drug trafficking and arms trading in New York.

And because a lot of income cannot be shown on the surface, he is still a tax evader, that is, he has not paid enough quota of taxes to his superior lord.

Once this behavior is exposed, he will not only face the punishment of the Supreme Council, but also the violent anger from the superior lord.

If there is no accident, it is estimated that they will be torn to pieces by the superior lord before the arrival of the envoy of the Supreme Council.

After all, the lords of the underground world are not those American congressmen and politicians who can only play tricks. They will use blood and death to defend their rights and dignity.

Most importantly, if the immediate crisis cannot be resolved, the smuggling network established by Abraham Boroman by means of violence will quickly fall apart, and his men will no longer obey orders unconditionally as before.

So even in order to maintain his own authority, he had to grit his teeth and shout at the subordinates in the office: What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and deal with the intruders with me! Don't you want to live?

The voice just fell!

He immediately jumped out of the window, turned into a huge bald eagle, and flew straight towards the scene of the incident.

Damn it! Quick! Move! If the invaders get away this time, it will be all over for us.

Another middle-aged man next to him also quickly reacted, grabbed a blowing tube engraved with dense ancient patterns and symbols, and followed closely behind.

It's not how loyal he is, but that as long as one of the people who have done this business is caught, the rest will suffer, and no one can escape.

After a while, these desperadoes from the underground world surrounded the scene from all directions, and at the same time, with the help of supernatural power, they drove away the dock workers and security guards who rushed over to deal with the sudden situation.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Abraham Borroman changed back to human form. He stared condescendingly at Zhang Cheng who had subdued the manticore, narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, Who are you? Why are you here to disturb my business? Employer who is it?

Employer? My dear, I think you should answer this question, don't you? Zhang Cheng gently stroked the thick hair on the manticore's head, turned around and looked at the girl beside him.

Uh... Is it alright for me to tell my employer? Elizabeth blinked uncertainly.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: It's okay! Believe me, the guy who hired you is not a good person. If you guessed right, what he did should not be much different from this gentleman.

You mean... I was used?! Elizabeth was obviously not stupid, and immediately realized the dirty tricks hidden behind the whole thing.

Fack! I know who it is! You were sent by that old Nazes!

Although the girl hadn't said the name of the task issuer, Abraham Boroman was the first to guess the answer.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies, and there are only two forces in New York that are engaged in this kind of high-profit, high-risk business. With a little hint, he can immediately follow the clues to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes.

Nazes? Ah, that half-breed sea monster that smells like rotten fish and rotten shrimp. Zhang Cheng recalled a little, and immediately found the corresponding information in his mind.

To be precise, he only met the other party once, and it was when paying taxes.

You really are together! Come on! Get rid of these two idiots! Let old Nazes know the price you need to pay for provoking us!

Abraham Borroman didn't know how many pictures he had made up in his brain, so he immediately gave the order to attack without hesitation.

He himself even raised his hands high, and with the help of druid's innate close connection with nature, a large black cloud gathered over the pier in just ten seconds.

It can be vaguely seen that inside the tumbling cloud, dazzling electric arcs are rolling up and down, and may fall down at any time to strike the ground indiscriminately.

Go to hell! A black man rushed to the front, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a cloud of dark green viscous liquid like bile.

Shet! Elizabeth was obviously disgusted, and immediately manipulated the unique power of the witch's mind, raised a steel pipe the thickness of an arm next to her, and smashed the opponent two or three meters away with a bang.

However, the dark green viscous liquid also sprayed into the steel pipe, and there was a chirping sound, which was creepy.

I saw that the solid steel pipe was corroded and broken in two within a few seconds...

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