Spellcasting Heavens

He has thick short brown hair, a slightly messy short beard, two dark blue eyes, no panic and fear, and a few scars on his angular face. He is about 1.8 meters tall, although he is very young. , but he has obviously participated in many fierce battles, and the whole person reveals a smell of blood and fire.

As for the leather armor equipped on the body, it is even more patched, especially the two gaps in the chest and waist are still oozing blood. Although they are only skin injuries, they must be very painful.

"Uh... Mr. Mage, do I have any problem?" The young man stroked his beard embarrassedly.

He was obviously not used to people staring at him all the time, so he was a little overwhelmed.

Zhang Cheng noticed this and waved his hand gently: "No, it's nothing, I just think it's incredible that you can run so fast with your injuries. By the way, what happened to these undead? Could it be that they Do you dare to attack in broad daylight?"

"Hey, these are all minor injuries, they're not in the way, I'm used to it."

The young man smiled honestly, then turned around and stared at the corpse on the ground, his expression quickly became serious.

"As for the attacks of the undead, it has only become more frequent in the last two weeks. Perhaps because of the autumn harvest, they always want to pass through our guards and put a strange green color in the barn and where the livestock feed is stored. The medicine, any food and fodder contaminated with it, will rot and deteriorate in just an hour. It is estimated that they want to use this method to massively destroy our food reserves and cause us to fall into famine. "

"A weird green potion? Any samples?"

Zhang Cheng suddenly recalled that in the game Don't Forgotten seems to be developing a new plague all the time, located in Arathi Heights and Hillsbrad Hills.

"No problem! These **** undead are always carried with you, as long as you look for the corpse, you will definitely find it." Said, the young man bent down and began to touch the body of the Forsaken, and it took about half a minute to feel it. A small brown leather bag, when opened, it was densely filled with translucent test tubes the size of fingers. "Aha! Found it! That's it. Mayor Burnside is planning to send someone to Dalaran some time later to find out what this thing is."

Zhang Cheng took out one of them and shook it gently, carefully observed the gas-liquid mixture surrounding it, and after a while, he asked, "How do you deal with those rotten and spoiled grains? Do you know the reaction of people or livestock after eating them? ?"

"Please, after the Stratholme massacre, whoever dares to touch the contaminated food has already been burned." The young man explained as he continued to search for the corpses, from weapons to armor, everything that could be used was not Let go.

Looking at the naked corpse, Zhang Cheng pulled out the corner of his mouth slightly, and then suggested: "Okay, I think maybe I can try it. Can you help me catch a squirrel, rabbit or other small animal?"

"It's easy! Please give me a few minutes to prepare." The harvested young man quickly packed the spoils with hemp rope, and then moved quickly.

He took off his helmet, supported the edge with a wooden stick, sprinkled a handful of breadcrumbs underneath, tied a thin thread to the end of the stick, and finally retreated far behind the tree.

In less than two or three minutes, the sparrows have been falling from the sky and started pecking at the bread crumbs. I have no idea what terrible things will happen next.

Snapped!

Taking advantage of the moment when the sparrow's attention was completely attracted by the food, the young man slammed the thin line, and the helmet was buckled, and the poor little thing was locked up.

He ran to the front in three or two steps, opened a small mouth first, reached into one hand, and grabbed the sparrow in his palm: "Look, I got it! Here it is!"

"Thank you, now let's see what the **** these Forsaken are doing..."

Under everyone's attention, Zhang Cheng pulled the cork of the test tube and let the sparrows eat the green mist.

As a result, in less than half a minute, the sparrow's body swelled rapidly, it was twice as big as before, and it also grew sharp teeth and claws, struggling frantically to try to attack.

But how could Zhang Cheng let a sparrow hurt him, even a mutated one.

He threw the sparrow out without hesitation, followed by the release of the ice cone technique. Under the terrifying smashing ice, the sparrow didn't even have a chance to resist, and fell to the ground with a click and died.

Old George, who had experienced the invasion of the Scourge Legion, stared at the dilapidated bird corpse with a look of horror, and exclaimed tremblingly: "Holy...Holy Light is above! This is...this is..."

"Ah, yes, this is a plague, a brand-new magical plague. It seems that the Forsaken are more dangerous and maddening than expected." Zhang Cheng gave the affirmative answer with a solemn expression.

"Damn it! I have to tell the mayor of this news quickly! Mr. Mage, can you come with me? I think the town will most likely need your help. Of course, in return, we are willing to give you a generous reward. UU Read the book www.uukanshu.com" The young man made an invitation with a sincere look.

"Okay, it just so happens that we are going to the town to have a rest. I believe you won't mind, Mr. George?" Zhang Cheng turned around and asked the owner of the caravan for advice.

Old George hurriedly responded with a wry smile: "No, of course I don't mind. You save the lives of us people, no matter what you want to do, just do it, I will completely obey your arrangements. Don't call me sir, just call me old George."

Seeing that the other party is so interesting, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction and continued to say to the young man: "If that's the case, please lead the way. I can't wait to talk to your mayor. You must know that the magic plague is not a trivial matter. ."

"I understand, sir, I understand. My uncle was the victim of the Stratholme massacre, and his family of four died of a terrible plague. Come on, I'll take you to Burnside. Chief and Clerk Heras Whitestead."

After saying this, the young man picked up the spoils and strode forward along the uneven dirt road.

He didn't notice at all that Zhang Cheng, who had returned to the carriage, was looking down at the moment, staring at a parchment scroll, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear when he wiped the floor: "Sure enough! When you come into contact with the aborigines of this world, you will issue corresponding tasks, and the higher the danger, the richer the reward."

I saw the parchment scroll reads: "Mission - New Plague, assist in the investigation of the new plague developed by the Forsaken, and reward a bottle of Sun Well's well water (which can be used to create a small eternal energy source) according to the level of contribution. , special ability - disguise (you can change the appearance of magic items without causing any damage), five bottles of high-quality mana potions...