Chapter 285

"It feels... Terrible!"

After traveling northward along the avenue originally built by the kingdom of Lordaeron for two hours, Zhang Cheng finally felt a little overdrawn. He found a place to sit down and planned to have a rest.

In fact, with the professional template of the dark guard, his physical strength is not so bad that he has to breathe when walking. What really makes people feel tired is the ubiquitous sense of depression.

If he wasn't afraid of revealing his cards in advance, he even wanted to summon Kulo kelba to take a walk. By the way, see what incredible changes this dragon hatched with arcane energy will produce in Azeroth full of arcane energy.

However, it is a pity that he must continue to endure until he reaches the shadow tooth castle.

Because he could not predict whether the emergence of Kulo kelba would lead to some unpredictable consequences.

After all, in Azeroth, the vast majority of dragons belong to one of the five guardian dragon legions. Except for the fallen black dragon Legion and the scourge Legion against all creatures, anyone who wants to create a new dragon out of thin air needs to take corresponding risks.

As a caster whose strength is far from reaching the level of a mage, Zhang Cheng doesn't seem to conflict with these terrible beasts at all.

Just when he was full of thoughts by a big tree, a tall dark figure suddenly came out of the deep forest.

It is more than two meters tall, with a wolf's head and limbs, a human body, a body covered with white hair, and two eyes flashing a terrible red light.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful and dangerous giant werewolf, emitting an extremely dangerous smell from the inside out.

Because the speed of running was too fast, Zhang Chenggen couldn't make much response and immediately propped up the cold ice to protect his body.

When the white frost just takes shape!

The werewolf rushed forward with sharp claws and launched a stormy attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It is like a knife like nail, and in the blink of an eye, it will dig a big hole in the surface of the solid frost shield.

Fortunately, with the help of these short seconds, Zhang Cheng has completed his magic.

I saw a super fireball many times larger than the ordinary fireball, which directly hit the werewolf's furry face and made a loud noise.

Boom!

"Ouch!!!"

With the scream, the werewolf had to give up the prey in front of him, roll and climb back and run away more than ten meters away, desperately shaking and patting the burning place.

There is no doubt that this is not fireball at all, but the inflamed explosion technique known as one shot into the soul and two shots into the sky in the game.

Normally, this spell is the ultimate version of fireball that requires 11 points in the talent of fire. He has mastered it by self-study with the help of the notes given by ansrem ruinvill.

When the flame gradually went out, the part of the werewolf's face hit by the front appeared a ferocious and terrible burn.

To be exact, most of its face has been completely carbonized in the high temperature and explosion, leaving only black bones and one of its eyes is blind.

Werewolves would have been killed at the first time if they had not had stronger physical quality and strong recovery ability than ordinary humans.

Staring at the other party's wild eyes, Zhang Cheng exclaimed in surprise: "I'm still alive after an inflammatory explosion? Incredible! But it doesn't matter. I just use you to test my amplifier..."

The voice just fell!

His charming pocket watch hanging around his waist suddenly released a red light!

Then the magic spell echoed again over the silent forest.

This time, shrouded in red light, the volume of the fireball was much larger than the previous time, and showed dazzling gold.

The werewolf seemed to be aware of the danger and immediately turned around and ran deep into the woods.

But unfortunately, before he ran 20 meters, the huge golden fireball came out and hit it on the back.

Boom!

The suffocating heat wave lifted the unlucky guy up in the air on the spot, followed by another bang. The afterwave alone set all the flowers and trees within a radius of five or six meters on fire.

Smelling the pungent burning smell from the air, Zhang Cheng touched the pocket watch hanging around his waist and nodded with satisfaction: "amazing power! The Archmage was right! As an amplifier of elemental spells, it is the most valuable use of meteorites."

Just as he was going to approach to examine the werewolf body, a crisp sound of horse hoofs suddenly came from the due north.

About two or three minutes later, a cavalry wearing the symbol of Violet Eye appeared at the end of the road.

The number of them is not large, only less than ten. Most of them are wearing armor. Needless to ask, they must be soldiers. Only one young man holds a staff, such as a mage or apprentice of the kenrito Parliament.

"Who are you? What happened here just now?" the chief soldier turned over and dismounted, with a wary look on his face.

"I'm a mage from Dalaran. I happened to meet a werewolf who wanted to attack me, that's all." Zhang Cheng took the initiative to show his identity ring.

"Werewolf?" the soldier subconsciously turned and glanced at the scorched corpse still steaming, with a very wonderful expression on his face.

The young man holding the staff immediately ran over and carefully examined the almost unrecognized body. Finally, he stood up and shouted in a slightly trembling voice: "yes... It's the son of arugao! He killed the son of arugao!"

"What?!"

"It's impossible!"

"Holy light bless! The soul of old brother rumbon can finally rest in peace!"

……

For a moment, everyone fell into incredible ecstasy.

The young man who pointed to the staff dropped the body, quickly came near, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, master. You have removed a problem for us. This monster killed six of our patrol soldiers in half a month. My name is Bernice. I am an apprentice stationed in ambermere. Behind me are the guards sent by Dalaran to resist the expansion of the forgotten."

"Ambermere? I see..." Zhang Cheng's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

As we all know, in order to ensure the safety of Dalaran, Archmage ansrem ruinville sent some troops to ambomir town in the south of Yinsong forest as an outpost at the beginning of reconstruction.

Although the number is small, it can be combined with more than 300 local militias, which is enough to resist small-scale attacks.

What's more, many farmland around ambomir can still be cultivated, and ore can still be produced in the mine cave, which continuously provides all kinds of supplies for Dalaran. There is no reason to give up.

"Your Excellency, this is not the place to talk. If you don't mind, can you come back to ambermere with us? We urgently need the help of a powerful mage like you." the leading soldier winked at Bernice and offered to invite him.

"OK, no problem. I also want to know some news about Yingya castle." Zhang Cheng promised without thinking