Spellcasting Heavens

"Are you awake?"

While gently kneading her unconscious thigh, Jenny greeted cautiously.

Zhang Cheng nodded lightly: "Yes, awake. Tell me, why did you do this?"

As a hapless man who first experienced a bizarre time travel, followed by being chased and killed by werewolves twice, his vigilance is far beyond ordinary, even in the face of a seemingly harmless little girl. Take it lightly.

In his eyes, if a person is good to himself for no reason, it must be for some purpose, which may be good or bad, and he must find out as soon as possible.

The girl obviously didn't expect Zhang Cheng to be so straightforward. She hesitated for a while, and finally answered in a mosquito-like voice, "I want to learn magic from you..."

"Learn magic? Hahahaha! How can you have such a strange idea."

Hearing the other party's purpose, Zhang Cheng couldn't hold back and laughed.

Because according to Risen's memory, it is not easy to become a qualified mage.

To be precise, it is a very dangerous thing. Even though the Kirin Tor Council has established a set of security defense mechanisms, countless apprentices die in various accidents every year.

It is said that among the 100 apprentices, usually only one-third to half of them can pass the apprenticeship period safely. An idiot, a crippled.

It can be said that stepping on the road of magic is equivalent to stepping on the dividing line between life and death with half a foot. You never know what will happen in the next second, or whether you can live to become a real mage.

"Ah? Is it weird to want to learn magic?" Jenny opened her mouth wide, with an incredible expression on her face.

She is obviously not aware of the dangers of learning and researching magic, but simply desires to gain this powerful power.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and explained in a rather helpless tone: "Well, it seems that I need to give you some common sense about magic learning.

First of all, the first point is also a prerequisite for becoming a mage. You must be smart enough to be eligible to accept the test of the archmage. Generally speaking, this step alone can eliminate more than 90% of the candidates. .

Secondly, learning magic is not like learning other skills. It is very dangerous, very dangerous, and it is so dangerous that just a little mistake can cause a huge disaster. For apprentices who have no self-protection ability, mistakes mean death. Are you ready to face death?

Finally, and most importantly, why are you eager to learn magic? What are you going to do with magic?

Is it just a desire to have power?

If so, warriors, paladins, priests, and thieves can all satisfy you. At least in the learning process of these four professions, you don't need to worry about losing your life at any time.

If you are just curious, then I advise you to dismiss this idea.

Whether it is learning magic or using magic, it is a very serious matter, and there is no room for jokes. "

Along with a series of rhetorical questions, Jenny fell into a sluggish state. She was still only a loli, and she didn't know how to answer at all. She didn't even think about these serious and terrifying questions.

Seeing the little guy sitting on the spot at a loss, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, got up and shouted at the driver in front, "Hey! Where are we now? How far is it from Dalaran?"

"Your Excellency Mage, we are now on our way to the farm. If nothing else happens, we will be able to eat a steaming meal before sunset. As for Dalaran, it will take at least three days." The coachman took off his hat and saluted, and replied respectfully.

He didn't sleep a night, and was frightened, making him look a little lethargic, and it was all supported by a strong will to survive until now.

"Three days... well, I see, thank you."

After knowing the specific itinerary, Zhang Cheng lay down again, grabbed a handful of unknown nuts from the bag beside him, and threw it into his mouth, and began to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

Since it is already autumn, you can see withered and yellow leaves falling with the wind everywhere. Coupled with some cute little animals, it is quite poetic.

But before he could appreciate it for a long time, three black dots suddenly appeared on the horizon, and he ran fast in the direction of the caravan. When the distance was a little closer, he saw that the one running at the forefront was a man in a simple leather armor and holding a bow and arrow. The human youth, followed by two undead.

I saw the young man running fast, turning around and shooting an arrow from time to time. Because there was no aiming, the flight path of the arrow was basically not accurate, and most of the arrows were far away, and only two or three were successful.

Maybe for the living, even if the arrow is not fatal, it will cause a series of adverse consequences such as bleeding, pain, and inability to move, but for the undead, it has no effect at all.

One of the undead holding a two-handed axe, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has two arrows stuck in his body, but he still walks like a fly.

"The Forsaken! The Forsaken! These damned guys are attacking the farm's militia again!" Old George, the owner of the caravan, stood up nervously and shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, I'll get rid of them." Zhang Cheng shook the dust off his body, raised his arm to signal the driver to stop, and then the whole person entered a state of focus on casting spells.

In just a few breaths, a fiery glow appeared from his palm.

The next second...

Boom!

A flaming fireball whizzed past and flew towards the undead at the front.

"Mage?!"

The young man holding the bow and arrow was startled at first, and his face immediately showed undisguised joy, and he rolled on the spot, avoiding the flight path of the fireball.

As soon as he finished dodging with his front feet, he heard a violent explosion coming from behind him. The suffocating heat wave burned the hairs on the surface of his skin in an instant. When he raised his head again, the undead that was still alive just now had an extra one on his chest. The dark pit, lying on the ground doing the last struggle before dying.

"Ha! Goodbye! Dead!" The young man grinned and pulled out the axe from his waist, slashing the other's head.

Another Forsaken found that his companion was killed, turned around and ran deep into the woods without saying a word. While running, he shouted in the language unique to the undead, and he didn't know whether he was calling for help or issuing a warning.

Zhang Cheng, who has always believed in "cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, will regenerate when the spring breeze blows", naturally would not let any enemy go. A fireball technique knocked it over, and finally added a flame shock. After confirming that he was completely dead, he turned his head and looked up and down at the young man holding a bow and arrow.