Chapter 9

"Good evening, everyone. I've been waiting for a while. If you don't show up, I'll fall asleep."

While yawning, Zhang Cheng slowly pushed the door open and came out. If there was not a body still pulling out on the ground, I'm afraid no one would believe that the slightly lazy young man in front of him was the terrible mage who directly killed without warning.

For a moment, all the masked people were stunned. The leader even forgot to give orders to his men. Should they launch a siege or try to negotiate.

After all, his original plan was to take the lead in launching a sneak attack before the target was aware. Whether it was assassination or capture alive, the initiative should be in his own hands.

But now, he not only lost the initiative, but also a little uncertain about each other's details.

In his stupefied Kung Fu, a guy stimulated by his companion's tragic death suddenly drew out a dagger without warning and stabbed Zhang Cheng hard, trying to solve the dangerous enemy only one step away with the advantage of preemption.

You know, although mages symbolize mystery, wisdom and power in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of many insiders, in fact, they are not as invincible as rumored.

On the contrary, due to spending a lot of time on research and learning, the mage's body is quite fragile. It often takes only the most common iron dagger to end the life of a mage.

However, masked people obviously forgot, and the mages themselves knew this very well, and developed a lot of targeted protective magic.

Before the cold blade approached the skin, I immediately felt a bone chilling cold, followed by severe frostbite on the skin of my hand in just one second.

Of course, this was not the worst. The worst thing was that he found that the dagger was blocked by something like solid ice, and there was no way to touch the soft skin.

"Idiot! What's the taste of frost Armor?" Zhang Cheng said sarcastically with a sneer.

Although he seemed relaxed and didn't care about anything, he was very nervous at the bottom of his heart. He added frost armor and Mana Shield long before he walked out of the room to ensure the safety of his life.

What he never expected was that the frost Armor technique in the game can only increase armor and reduce the opponent's attack speed and movement speed. The real effect is so strong that a thin layer of ice that can hardly be distinguished by the naked eye can directly resist the puncture of sharp weapons. The caster himself can't even feel a trace of cold.

Shock, fear, tremble, despair

The eyes of the masked man who launched the sneak attack instantly showed incredible complex emotions!

Next second

Boom!

He was hit by a strong flame and flew into the air. His face, originally wearing a mask, was blackened. Then, like a ragged doll, he slammed to the ground not far away. Like the unlucky guy before, he was dead.

After killing two guys of unknown origin in a row, Zhang Cheng's mental state became extremely excited, as if his instinct of hunting and killing was completely activated hidden in his genes. He kept sweeping around the remaining two masked people on the balcony, as if considering who to kill first.

Since parchment gave the task of "eyes in the dark", he has been psychologically prepared.

By repeatedly testing and practicing with grizzly bears, mountain lions and moss eating spiders that often haunt around the wooden house a few days ago, he has basically mastered some of the mages' combat skills. In addition, with the alchemy potions and magic items left by Ruisen, even if he can't completely wipe out the incoming enemy, he can make the other party suffer heavy losses and ensure his safe evacuation.

It is this fear that makes him very aggressive. It seems that he is eager to completely release the accumulated fear in his heart through violence.

No hesitation or hesitation!

To be exact, Zhang Cheng didn't even treat these guys as human beings, but regarded them as NPCs in the game, or wild monsters that provide experience value to players

"Stop! Mage! I think we can talk!"

The masked man, who was led by the leader, was undoubtedly aware of this chilling coldness and hurried to shout loudly in an attempt to ease the current adverse situation with negotiation.

After all, there are only two people left on the balcony on the second floor. He doesn't want to try whether he can survive the impact of destructive spells.

Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng is never the kind of guy who likes to listen to others' suggestions. He can even be described as conceited, especially the suggestions from the enemy.

He completely ignored the other party's words. The dark blue magic light suddenly gathered in the palm of his right hand, and then released it to the nearest unlucky egg.

Woo woo!!!

With the harsh sound, a terrible broken ice swept the fan-shaped area within a radius of 45 meters driven by the high-speed rotating air flow. It not only tore the target skin into flesh and blood, but also seriously damaged his muscles and nerves. The whole person seemed to be trapped in slow motion.

There is no doubt that this is the ice pick technique loved by many mage players in the game, which can not only slow down the movement speed, but also cause large-scale cold damage.

But in the real world, it is much more terrible than in the game. At least the ice pick technique of the game will never be as ferocious and bloody as it is now.

What's more terrible is that the broken ice completely frozen the nerve conduction, so that the victim could not feel the pain and still struggled desperately, making the injury more and more serious, and several tendons were broken.

Before he could take a few steps, he was like a rag doll rolling down from the balcony on the second floor to the ground with a bang.

Zhang Cheng, who doesn't treat the other party as a person at all, shoots a deadly fireball at the masked man covered with blood.

Boom!

After the huge sound and heat wave, a charred body rose from the air and fell heavily in front of two guys who were going to climb up secretly with the help of ropes, which scared them to avoid quickly, for fear that there would be some terrible magic falling from the sky.

Cruel, cold and merciless

Zhang Cheng's attitude made the masked people realize that what stood in front of him was not an ordinary person, or an imaginary mild academic mage, but an extremely difficult battle mage.

If you can't come up with countermeasures quickly, you may be next.

He didn't think that the men around the cabin would risk death and rush up to launch a siege.

Feeling the bloody and burnt smell in the air, Zhang Cheng slowly turned around, stared at the only survivor on the second floor balcony, sneered and said, "what did you say just now? Let me stop? Sorry, my ears are not very good, sometimes I can't hear others clearly. I'm sure you won't mind, will you?"

"Of course! Of course I don't mind! It's all their bad! They shouldn't make hostile actions and cause unnecessary misunderstandings. For this reason, I express my most sincere apology to you."

After that, the masked leader took off his mask, revealed a male face in his thirties, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed gracefully.

In particular, the two skimmed moustaches are carefully trimmed, and the skin is also very delicate. There is no trace of wind and sun.

According to the relatively backward living standard of Azeroth human kingdom, he is definitely not an ordinary robbe