Spellcasting Heavens

When the golden light dissipated, Zhang Cheng found himself in front of the mysterious tower standing in the void again.

The only difference is that the portal to Azeroth is not far ahead, but a huge hourglass blocks the entrance. Judging from the flow speed of the massive amount of fine sand inside, it is estimated that there will be a long period of time. Only time can all fall down.

This also means that the world that has been opened cannot be freely exchanged without restrictions, but has a certain cooling time.

As for how long it will take, and whether it will be the same in every world, it is unknown.

With an uneasy mood, Zhang Cheng once again stepped on the stone slab floating in the air.

moment!

Fantasy worlds that should only exist in games, books, and film and television works slowly emerged and revolved around him.

Since he had already had a similar experience, he immediately realized that this was randomly sampling the next world, with an expression of nervousness and anticipation on his face.

The tension is because once some more dangerous worlds are drawn, such as Faerun where red robe wizards are as many as dogs, and undead liches are everywhere, and another example is the Elder Scrolls world where large-scale wars break out at every turn. In the sanctuary world of hell demons, no matter where it was, he could not guarantee that he would survive.

Of course, to some extent, Azeroth is also about the same level of danger.

It's just that Zhang Cheng caught up with a relatively peaceful period of time. In exchange for the two orc wars, the outbreak of the undead natural disaster, and the invasion of the Burning Legion, he may have died on the way before he arrived in Dalaran.

As for expectations, it is because each world has a relatively independent knowledge system that can be learned and referenced, and even some additional interesting gadgets can be obtained.

As a power seeker, he will never let go of anything that can make him stronger.

With the high-speed rotation for a full minute, the illusion surrounding the body began to slow down, and finally stopped slowly.

Just at the moment when the illusion of the Middle-earth continent in The Lord of the Rings was about to stop, a strange red light suddenly flashed, followed by the illusion and moved forward a space, and finally stopped in front of him was Ice and Fire. The world in which the song is located.

next second...

The dazzling white light fell from the sky, depriving Zhang Cheng of his perception of his surroundings, and even his ability to think.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in an unknown forest path, let alone people, there was not even a decent landmark building around, and there were lush forests at a glance.

Out of habit, he subconsciously glanced at the parchment and saw that it was written:

Mission - Game of Thrones. Use your wits to gain some power and status in a world full of intrigue and betrayal. The higher you climb, the better the reward.

Mission - Dragon. Get at least one dragon egg and hatch it, and after success, you will be rewarded with the spell - Oath of the Dragon Race, you can summon your own dragon anytime, anywhere in any world.

Quest - Children of the Forest. Explore the places where the children of the forest once lived and learn the arcane lore and magic they left behind.

Mission - Swordsmanship. Become proficient in one sword technique and kill at least fifty opponents with your sword. Middle-earth has the famous dual-wielding wizard Gandalf, and Azeroth also has a sword-wielding warmage, how can you be an exception. After success, randomly select a melee professional template from the fantasy world.

Mission - Overcome Magic Addiction. You have unknowingly contracted a serious magic addiction. Overcome it. After success, you will be rewarded with a magic pocket, which can be used to carry items with a weight of no more than 100 kilograms and a volume of no more than ten cubic meters.

Also, a kind reminder, it's best to reduce your reliance on arcane energy, in this world, you can't restore magic normally...

After reading the last word,

Zhang Chengcheng couldn't hold back, and cursed in a low voice: Damn it! He knew that I was addicted to magic, but he didn't give me the time to prepare in advance. Besides, what the hell is swordsmanship? Gandalf is a Maya, a demigod! Azeroth's battle mages are also trained since childhood, and it takes a full twenty years to develop one. Now I'm actually killing people with a sword? And fifty? Are you kidding me?

But unfortunately, the parchment, as usual, did not respond at all.

Seeing that the protest was ineffective, he couldn't help but sighed, opened his backpack carefully, and planned to count how much water he had in the well that could restore magic power.

After all, under the premise of not knowing how long he needs to stay, he must strictly control the number of spells to ensure that he will not be so miserable at the critical moment that he will rush forward with his long sword.

I didn't know the result, I was a little surprised.

After removing the bottle he used before, he only had nine bottles left.

This means that after a maximum of nine fierce battles, swordsmanship will become his only reliance...

It's a fool! I can't live this day! If I knew I should have bought a few guns to carry with me. Zhang Cheng complained as he took out the binoculars in his travel bag to look around.

As a person with a bit of common sense, he understands that the first difficulty he faces is not choosing which camp to join, let alone contacting plot missions, but how to get out of this endless forest.

You must know that he has no food, water, no wild survival tools or salt to replenish electrolytes. If he can't find a village or town within three or five days, he will fall halfway and become an unknown beast rations.

Soon, on the road not far behind, he found a large number of relatively new wheel imprints, extending from south to north to the horizon.

In addition to the wheel marks, there are also many horseshoes and human footprints. Judging from the number, there are at least 30 people in this team, maybe businessmen, maybe nobles. Anyway, if they follow behind these people, 80% of them can find towns and villages. village.

Just when Zhang Cheng put away his binoculars and was about to pick up his travel bag and hurry on the road, an unquenchable desire suddenly emerged in his heart, and his first reaction was to dig out a bottle full of well water.

However, when he thought of the complicated situation he was going to face next, he finally let go of his hands with difficulty, and fell to the ground with a thud, hitting his head on the tree trunk like crazy, in order to relieve the mental pain.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a demon addiction.

It was only now that he realized why so many high elves went crazy after the destruction of the sunwell, and even wished they could die immediately.

But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Even if there was, he would not hesitate to choose to take well water again to restore his magic power, in order to obtain powerful arcane power...