Chapter 289

The assassination in the hotel did not cause much panic in ambomir. To be exact, two forgotten assassins were nothing compared with those greedy werewolves in the woods every night.

What's more, not only did they fail to kill anyone, the damage was limited to destroying a guest room, and even one unlucky guy was burned to death.

No one realized how different the forgotten were from the races that had appeared before Azeroth. Their madness, their darkness and their cruelty were no different from the scourge of the dead sweeping half the continent.

Of course, Zhang Cheng did not remind the residents of the town of the terrible place of the forgotten, but devoted himself to the construction of the magical boundary.

In particular, the Archmage ataric's unique interpretation of space and arcane skills gave him a refreshing feeling.

In less than a week, he stumbled and mastered a large number of corresponding skills, and even successfully created a half meter high arcane minion with the help of energy nodes.

This special life body composed of pure arcane energy has no thinking ability, completely obeys every command of the manufacturer, and can also use spells such as Arcane Missiles, arcane explosions and flashes. When destroyed by the enemy, it will release a brain of energy stored in the body to form a terrible energy turbulence.

If enough arcane energy is invested at one time, even the Archmage will not be able to release spells smoothly in the turbulence generated by the explosion of arcane minions.

No wonder neither arugao of Yingya Castle nor the forgotten entrenched in cerberchel dare to attack easily. This skill alone is quite frightening.

In addition, when assisting the Archmage in arranging arcane runes, Zhang Cheng also learned many novel arrangements. After two weeks of cooperation, he got much more than he paid.

Looking at the faint Lavender light around the wall, ataric finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and joked: "although the annoying living dead haven't stopped harassing and destroying these days, we still survived, haven't we?"

"Yes, I hope the commander of the forgotten won't love his lost men too much." Zhang Cheng sarcastically said in a half joking tone.

Since the assassin escaped, the forgotten obviously got the news that ambermere was going to build a magic barrier, and sent more than 40 elite thieves at one go, trying to delay the whole process by assassinating those participating mages and apprentices.

Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng, full of anger, has long laid out a series of defense measures against sneaking units.

As a result, in the first raid, they lost more than half of their hands, and the rest were caught and cleaned up one by one under the tracking of olfactory hounds.

Knowing that the forgotten are not afraid of pain and death, nor will they disclose any confidential information, Zhang Cheng has no intention of capturing the prisoners. He directly kills them when he comes up, and does not give the other party a chance to die together.

I believe that after a period of time, the enemy commander will be furious when he learns the news that all his troops are destroyed.

After all, the number of forgotten people is not very large. Forty elite are almost one tenth of the total troops stationed in Yinsong forest, and they are also thieves who are good at spying and assassination. For a long time, senior executive hadrick will become deaf and blind due to the lack of intelligence collectors.

"Ha ha! I also want to see the wonderful expressions on the faces of the living dead. By the way, since the boundary is completed now, are you going to Yingya castle to get back the book of ur?" ataric asked, touching the beard on his chin.

"That's right! If you don't have any other orders, I hope I can borrow a horse to start immediately and solve everything while the forgotten don't know what happened." Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking.

"Well, I'll ask the stables to prepare a fast horse and five-day food for you. Remember, don't go near the burning wood village after night. The villagers there have been transformed into terrible monsters by arugao." when it comes to the last few words, ataric's smile quickly disappears and is replaced by seriousness and seriousness.

"Please rest assured, master. You should know how shallow arugao's spell casting ability is and how fragile his so-called power is. He can't pose any threat to me at all." Zhang Cheng assured me with confidence.

Maybe others don't know the level of a Gaolu's mage, but he who is familiar with the plot of the game clearly knows that the guy who hides in Yingya Castle all day to study werewolves is actually just a lucky idiot. In essence, he is no different from the mage apprentice akar Kaisuo who happens to get the broken magic crystal of the artifact in the story of ice wind valley.

Without the book of ur, ARU's high level is at best a little higher than that of ordinary Dharan mages. With the power Zhang Cheng now has, he can crush it every minute.

Seeing that the young man standing in front of him did not realize the danger of shadow tooth castle, ataric had to patiently explain: "What I worry about is not who is stronger or weaker between you and arugo, but the werewolf. Their blood contains the curse of corruption and corrosion. Once you accidentally infect them, you will soon become one of them. I don't want to see you lead a werewolf army to attack ambomir one day."

"You have to mean... Be careful of infection?" Zhang chengminrui grabbed a key word.

"Yes! As far as I know, the blood of the werewolf, especially the blood of the werewolf named the son of arugao, can infect even the undead, and a mage like me can't remove it. You must be extra careful in battle. You must not be scratched or bitten, otherwise..."

"Otherwise I will be infected!" Zhang Cheng said the second half of the sentence for the Archmage without expression.

At this moment, he understood what the real danger of the shadow tooth castle was, not the ghosts wandering inside and outside the castle, nor the shadow magic of arugao, but the werewolves who seemed to have removed their vitality and were good for nothing.

These irrational beasts are almost no different from mad dogs carrying rabies. They belong to those who bite and die. So far, there is no possibility of treatment.

Maybe in the eyes of some people, there is nothing wrong with becoming a werewolf. At least he can get superhuman strength, speed and agility, but he doesn't like this uncontrolled power at all.

"Just know! Go and finish your task. I'm looking forward to hearing the news of your successful return." after that, the Archmage patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder and returned to the barrier alone.

In about 20 minutes, Zhang Cheng rode a brown horse and galloped towards the Northwest