Spellcasting Heavens

"Idiot! Do you think you can fool my eyes with this clumsy stealth skill?" The Forsaken Apothecary sneered and pulled out a dagger that emitted a strange green light, and stabbed it hard at Sophia's eyes.

Because she was too close, she didn't have time to dodge, so she raised her arm and tried to block with the arm guard.

But after all, the leather could not resist the piercing of the sharp blade, and blood splattered all at once!

In just a few seconds, the primary color of the blood changed from bright red to chilling black!

And it exudes a pungent stench!

Sophia's face changed drastically, she tore off her wrist guards and sleeves at a very fast speed, gritted her teeth and used a dagger to cut off all the muscles around the wound.

As an experienced assassin, she could tell at a glance how violent the poison used by the opponent was, and if she slowed down, she would be in immediate danger of death.

Seeing the bright red blood flowing out of the wound again, she breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly tightened her arms with her torn sleeves, making a simple tourniquet to prevent coma and shock caused by excessive blood loss.

Of course, even then, her injured arm couldn't use any weapons.

In just one round, the pharmacist of the Forsaken showed a wealth of combat experience and a variety of magic potions with him.

In addition, the undead monster next to him, which was made up of many corpses, was obviously not very easy to deal with.

After roughly judging the situation in front of him, Zhang Cheng jumped off his horse and stood in front of the other person unhurriedly. Important members, if you don’t mind, can you hand over the research notes and materials you carry with you? I promise, as long as you hand over the materials about the new plague, you can leave safely.”

"Hehehe, Dalaran mage, do you think you are the only one who can stop me from returning to Tarren Mill?" The Forsaken pharmacist asked with a look of disdain.

"Well, it seems that the battle just now made you a little too confident, so let me teach you what humility is..."

The voice just fell!

Zhang Cheng immediately took out the Soul Silmarillion and summoned Melroas who was sealed inside.

With the sound of rushing water, in the blink of an eye, a tall water element with a height of more than four meters condenses into a relatively fixed form.

Although his original intention was to negotiate, avoid fighting as much as possible, and even make a little exchange when necessary.

But now it seems that the other party obviously has no such plan, and finally has to use violence to get what he wants.

Without any nonsense, when the water element summoning was completed, Zhang Cheng quickly issued an attack order through a spiritual connection.

Melroas raised a huge wave on the spot and rushed towards the location of the stitched monster.

When the huge waves fell from the sky, all the water suddenly froze into bone-piercing ice under the influence of the cold air.

The clumsy undead monster didn't have time to avoid it, and it slammed straight into the ground. The whole thing was frozen in place, becoming a terrifying ice sculpture.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng was not idle. A flash came to a place that was only a few meters away from the target, and released a frost nova with a snap, freezing it in place, giving the opponent no time to react at all, followed by another Ice pick.

Although the dead person did not have pain nerves, the severe frostbite still made the Forsaken pharmacist slow down. He tried to take something out of the satchel around his waist several times, but in the end he was unable to take it out.

The reason is very simple. Zhang Cheng stabbed the opponent's chest with the end of his flint staff, causing him to stumble and push for several steps.

How can a guy who can't even maintain his basic balance take out what he wants?

In fact, from the very beginning, Zhang Cheng noticed that the Forsaken Apothecary was not a fighting profession such as a wizard or a warlock, but all kinds of weird poisons and magic potions to deal with the enemy.

So he made up his mind that he must take advantage of his speed, control it as quickly as possible, and not give the opponent any chance to use the potion.

Obviously, his plan was successful. The Forsaken did not expect that a mage would flash directly beside him at the moment of the battle, and he never imagined that a mage would not release spells, but stab himself with a staff.

After all, under normal circumstances, the Dalaran mages' strategy is to maintain the maximum distance, and on the premise of ensuring their own safety, use spells to slowly kill the enemy.

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng is undoubtedly not included in this list. His understanding of the mage profession comes entirely from the game, from the battle between players.

Just as the pharmacist was struggling to get up and fight back, Sophia, who had entered the stealth state at some point, suddenly left the shadow and swung the dagger in an extremely elegant manner, cutting him off in less than two seconds. ten fingers.

Precise! Efficient! fatal!

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There is no doubt that without fingers, it is natural to hold anything, especially a long and thin medicine bottle.

But the pharmacist of the Forsaken did not show a trace of nervousness or fear, but cracked his mouth and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Very good! Very good! You are still the first living person to force me to do this! Next, I will make you feel what real despair is!"

After all, he raised the palm of which the antiseptic liquid was flowing, and directly stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The disgusting picture could make people spit out the overnight meal.

Before Zhang Cheng could react to what had happened, the pharmacist's body began to expand like a balloon, and finally turned into a terrible suture abomination over five meters tall.

"How is it? I didn't expect it, right? I have long since remodeled my body!" The huge suture augmentation charged with heavy steps while grinning.

"Oh—damn! You are really a lunatic!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

He had seen with his own eyes how this thing used strange force to drag the Austrian water puppet, and he didn't intend to try what would happen if he was hit, so he used the flashing technique to escape more than a dozen meters away.

"Crazy? No! I'm not crazy! It's art! It's the highest achievement of alchemy! You Dalaran mages don't know how to appreciate it!" The Stitcher roared, uprooted a tree as a weapon, and smashed it down.

Boom!

"Ahhhh!!!"

With a loud noise and scattered mud, Sophia fell to the ground and screamed.

Her calf shows a strange curvature, even an idiot can see that the fracture is quite serious...