Spellcasting Heavens

The cold wind at night blew gently through the woods, taking away the rich smell of blood in the air...

A few coyotes, who didn't know where they came from, wandered around the neighborhood. You don't need to ask to know that they must have been attracted by the corpses, and they were going to see if they could grab a "night snack".

Zhang Cheng ignored these hungry beasts, and didn't even care about the seriously injured female assassin lying on the ground and fell into a deep coma. He opened his backpack impatiently, took out the thick notes inside and flipped through it quickly, until he confirmed that the research and development process of the new plague was recorded. After the recipe, I took a long breath.

"Phew—I finally got it, it didn't waste my time and energy."

The voice just fell!

A small crystal bottle emitting a strong arcane light suddenly appeared in the palm of your hand!

It is so bright, so dazzling, that the pure energy of the violet liquid inside can be felt even through the bottle.

Although he had already guessed what the small bottle was, Zhang Cheng habitually took out the mysterious parchment scroll and glanced at it, only to see the words on it:

"Task - new plague completed! Contribution level - high, reward a bottle of uncontaminated sun well water, which can be used to make a small magic power source, or directly absorb and transform one's body."

"It turns out that this is the well water for sunglasses. I seem to understand why the high elves go crazy when they lose it..." Zhang Cheng sighed while watching the charming halo emanating from the bottle.

As a mage, he couldn't imagine that if someone was used to drawing power from such a pure energy source, how could they endure energy full of impurities.

This is like a person who breathes clean high-oxygen air in a big forest all the year round, and suddenly one day comes to a big city with serious pollution, maybe the whole respiratory system will have problems.

Obviously, the high elves were accustomed to the pure energy of the sun well before, so they gradually developed the problem of being "exquisite and expensive".

After losing the sun well, many people could not adapt to draw magic from nature through normal means, and eventually the so-called "magic addiction" broke out.

Zhang Cheng can guarantee that if he completely absorbs the Sunjingjing water in the bottle several times, he will 100% develop a strong "magic addiction", and it will take a long time to calm down slowly.

After repeated hesitation, he finally gave up the tempting idea of ​​directly absorbing and transforming himself, and carefully placed the bottle close to his body, intending to create a small magic power source after he left.

After all, until now, he was not sure whether the magical energy of Azeroth was compatible with that familiar and unfamiliar Earth.

If it is not compatible, it means that there is no way to restore magic power through normal methods, and it can only be supplemented by a small energy source created. If it is used now, then it will be 100% tragic.

As the saying goes, "If you don't have far-sighted thoughts, you must have near-term worries." He didn't want to wait for a problem to start regretting it.

After collecting the precious Sun Well water, Zhang Cheng thought of getting up from the seriously injured female assassin. He hurriedly killed the coyote who was trying to rush up to bite with a flame shock. He helped him sit up and poured a small bottle of primary healing potion down. At the same time, untie the tourniquet wrapped around the arm, otherwise, the whole arm will be in danger of being abolished over time.

In just a few seconds, the wound that was still slowly oozing blood miraculously solidified. Although there was no scarring for the time being, there was no need to worry about death caused by excessive blood loss.

As for the severely fractured and deformed calf, he didn't dare to move at all in order to prevent accidental secondary injury. He just broke two branches to fix it, and then took out a portal rune to concentrate on channeling arcane energy.

About a minute later, the rune torn space opened a magical portal to Dalaran.

Zhang Cheng quickly dismissed the summoned water element, picked up Sophia and walked through it, leaving the suture monster frozen in the ice layer alone.

Anyway, if it loses the control of spiritism, it poses no threat at all, and it will slowly decay with the passage of time.

Since passing the Kirin Tor Council assessment, Zhang Cheng has obtained the right to use the teleportation hall. As long as he consumes one rune, he can return to Dalaran from any corner of the world of Azeroth.

Of course, the price of teleportation runes is not cheap, and certain conditions must be met. For example, the destination of teleportation must consume a lot of money and manpower, build a stable energy source enough to support the portal, and complex magic protection. In order to be able to respond in time when the forcible tearing of the space causes serious consequences.

In the entire alliance area, only Dalaran, Stormwind City, Ironforge, and Darnassus can perform ultra-long-distance teleportation.

Especially Darnassus, who had always opposed the abuse of magic, finally reluctantly agreed after repeated urging by other races.

As soon as the two appeared in the teleportation hall, the on-duty mage who was waiting here immediately took two steps forward and asked in a routine manner: "Young mage, please state your name and explain who this woman is by the way? I have to be a Record."

"Sorry, I have to go to see Archmage Ansrem Ruinwevor right away for something urgent. Can the record be made up later?" Zhang Cheng deliberately put on a solemn face.

He didn't want to explain to a guy he didn't know how he got involved with a syndicated female assassin.

"Going to see His Excellency Ansrem Ruinweivor?!" The on-duty mage raised his eyebrows in surprise~www.readwn.com~ obviously a little unconvinced.

"Yes! I have the information and materials he needs urgently! If you waste too much time due to registration, you will be responsible."

The on-duty mage hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly: "Okay, if it is true, then you can make an exception and not register. I will ask the Archmage for confirmation later."

"Please!"

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, walked out of the teleportation hall quickly, and arrived at the entrance of the tower after a while.

Like last time, after expressing his intentions to the Arcane Puppet, he quickly entered the top of the tower unimpeded.

The long-awaited Ansrem Ruinwever was no nonsense. As soon as they met, he asked bluntly, "How is it? Have you got the information about the new plague?"

"Yes, it's all here." Zhang Cheng threw the deerskin backpack on the table.

The Archmage's eyes lit up, and he took out the notes in his backpack to read carefully. After half an hour, he touched his chin and exclaimed, "It's incredible! It's incredible!

The pharmacists of the Forsaken have tested more than 2,000 toxins extracted from animals and plants, and repeatedly combined them to obtain different effects.

The content here is very important and precious. You have done a good job. I will ask Charles to make you a protection badge as a reward.

Go down and rest now, I'll let someone else handle the finishing touches. "

Having said that, Ansrem Ruinweiwor ignored Zhang Cheng and started fiddling with the bottles and jars on the alchemy platform, never even looking at the female assassin.

It is estimated that in his eyes, small characters like Sophia are not worth mentioning at all...