Spellcasting Heavens

After a few hours...

As the sun slowly set over the horizon, a team of six Kirin Tor council mages, fifty Dalaran patrolling guards, two scouts, and four arcane puppets left Dalaran. Magic shield, moving fast towards the east.

It was none other than Zhang Cheng who led this team.

After repeated inquiries and reflections, Ansrem Ruinwevor judged that the pharmacist who created the plague was probably hiding around the town, observing and recording various parameters of the plague for in-depth research.

And his task is to lead people to raid the camp of the Forsaken from behind, capture or kill the pharmacist, and then find the formula from various notes and materials, and rescue the besieged peasants by the way.

Regardless of the fact that the entire team is only about fifty people, the battle is far more powerful than a regular army of five hundred people, especially the combination of arcane puppets and mages, which is enough to easily annihilate hundreds of enemies on the way to charge. The well-equipped Dalaran guards ensure that no fish slips through the blockade and harms the mage in the layers of protection.

Just as Zhang Cheng was thinking silently, whether he should send him to the town to inquire about the situation first, or just launch an attack, a female mage in her 40s came over and asked in a low voice, "Dear team leader. , I have a question, imagine you asking for advice."

"Huh? What's the problem?" Zhang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the other party.

"Why do we use the primitive and backward way of walking, isn't it faster and more convenient to use group teleportation?" The female mage frowned and questioned.

"Group teleportation? Don't you know that there are also many mages among the Forsaken, and any form of tearing space will attract their attention. If you use teleportation to reach your destination, then I guarantee that the teleportation is completed instantly, and the one waiting for us will make a game A classic ambush battle." Zhang Cheng explained irritably.

If he could use teleportation, would he still be willing to endure the pain caused by riding a horse?

Anyone who has ridden a horse knows how painful it is to have a frayed skin on the inner thigh.

"What about the mission? So far, we don't know the purpose of this trip." The female mage was obviously a little unwilling and continued to ask.

As a low-level mage who has served the Kirin Tor Council for nearly ten years, she seems a little unacceptable for a young man to climb on her head and give orders.

Zhang Cheng, who has long been used to seeing similar situations, raised his mouth and smiled slightly, and responded with a meaningful tone: "Pay attention to your identity, Arya, there are some things that you need to know, I will naturally tell you, but you shouldn't know. You'd better not ask too much. Remember, I am the leader and commander personally appointed by His Excellency the Archmage, and you only need to obey the orders, understand?"

After all, he deliberately fiddled with the Violet Ring with three extra gold threads on his finger.

Although the effect of the equipment is no different from that of the ordinary violet ring, the three golden lines symbolize higher status and status.

The pupil of the female mage called Arya shrank suddenly, her face became very ugly, she tried to refute several times, but she finally gave up and returned to the mage team in despair.

After all, where there are people, there are struggles, especially in an organization like the Kirin Tor Council, which is full of mages. Failure to advance one step means acquiring more knowledge and resources, and more knowledge and resources are equivalent to acquiring more powerful strength.

No mage can resist such a temptation!

Zhang Cheng knew very well that he who appeared out of thin air had no foundation at all in Dalaran. Now that he has suddenly gained the trust and cultivation of Ansrem Ruinwiver, it will naturally cause some people's dissatisfaction or envy.

However, he didn't really care, let alone explain anything.

Because after more than a week of study and research, he realized that the Master should speak with strength, not communication skills.

In the Kirin Tor Council, when a mage reaches a certain level, he will naturally acquire a matching status and status.

On the other hand, even if a mage is good at sociability, he will never be promoted if his own strength is not enough.

After a short confrontation, Zhang Cheng forcibly suppressed the few members of the team who were dissatisfied with him. At least on the surface, the other party did not dare to continue to test, and silently followed behind the team.

With a slightly depressing atmosphere, the group finally entered the periphery of the farm before dawn.

Although the light is very dim at the moment, it can still be seen that the golden wheat field has been infected by the terrible shadow energy, showing an unhealthy dark gray color, strange yellow spots spread over every inch of the land, and the originally docile small animals have also mutated, showing Very aggressive.

Just when everyone was shocked by this terrible scene, a scout in charge of investigating intelligence ran across the wheat field and ran back to report: "Your Excellency, I have detected the location of the Forsaken Army camp. They are stationed there. In the woods in the southeast of the town, there are about 300 people in total~www.readwn.com~ Among them, 50 people are members of the Arathi Basin combat force - the polluters, and the rest are ordinary undead. As for you The pharmacist I'm looking for, I'm sorry, I haven't found it yet."

"Polluter? Be more specific!" Zhang Cheng asked with narrowed eyes.

"Thirty legionnaires! Two mages! Two shadow priests! One stitched abomination! Five thieves, ten dark rangers. Please forgive me, the opponent's strength should not be underestimated." A little nervous.

Zhang Cheng nodded noncommittally, turned around and asked the captain of the guard who followed behind him: "El, what do you think?"

"If it's a head-to-head battle, I'd suggest you stick to it or retreat. But now we're in the dark, the enemy is in the light, so I suggest you give them the heaviest blow before they find out. First of all , we need to occupy a hidden commanding height, gather the power of the mages to summon a blizzard or fire rain to cover the camp, and then attack with the cover of arcane puppets, killing their priests and mages during the chaos Your Excellency, I think the victory belongs to us." The old man in his fifties gave his advice confidently.

"Okay, just do as you said. Garrick, you are most familiar with the terrain, do you know any condescending places around you? I'm going to give the enemy a small surprise." Zhang Cheng turned his attention to the young man who was short of breath.

The latter clenched his fists tightly and nodded with a grinning smile: "Of course! Mr. Mage! I happen to know that there is a hillside that meets your requirements. Please don't be polite, and be sure to teach these **** **** a profound lesson and tell them Understand that the league is not easy to mess with."

"Then what are you waiting for, lead the way, I think today's sunrise will be extraordinarily beautiful after being watered with blood..."