"Fool, do you think you can fool my eyes with this clumsy stealth skill?" The Forsaken Apothecary sneered and drew a dagger that emitted an eerie green glow, stabbing Sophia in the eye.

Due to the proximity, she didn't have time to dodge, so she had to raise her arms and try to block with her arm guards.

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

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

And it also emits a pungent fishy smell!

Sophia's face changed drastically, and she tore off her bracers and sleeves at great speed, gritting her teeth and cutting off all the muscles around the wound with her short sword.

As a seasoned Assassin, she could tell at a glance how violent the poison was and how likely it was to kill her if she slowed down.

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

Of course, even then, her injured arm could not use any weapons.

In just one round, the Forsaken's Apothecary has demonstrated a wealth of combat experience, as well as a variety of magical potions that he carries with him.

In addition, the undead monster next to him, which was cobbled together with many corpses, was obviously not easy to deal with.

After roughly judging the situation in front of him, Zhang Cheng jumped down directly from the horse, stood in front of the other party unhurriedly, and stroked his chest with one hand and bowed slightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, an important member of the Royal Apothecary Association of the Undercity, if you don't mind, can you hand over the research notes and materials you are carrying?" I promise, as long as you hand over the information about the new plague, you can leave safely." ”

"Hehehehe, Mage of Dalaran, do you think you have the power to stop me from returning to Tarummir?" asked the Apothecary of the Forsaken with a look of disdain.

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

The words just fell!

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

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

Although his original intention was to avoid fighting as much as possible through negotiations, he could even make a little exchange if necessary.

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

Without any nonsense, the moment the water elemental summoning was completed, Zhang Cheng quickly gave the order to attack through the spiritual connection.

Melroas set off a huge wave on the spot and pounced on the location of the stitching monster.

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

The clumsy undead monster didn't have time to avoid it at all, and smashed it hard, and the whole thing was frozen in place, becoming a hideous and terrifying ice sculpture.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng was not idle, a flash came to a place only a few meters away from the target, and released a frost nova with a snap, freezing it in place, not giving the opponent time to react at all, followed by another ice pick technique.

Although the dead man did not feel pain, severe frostbite slowed the Forsaken's movements, and he tried to pull something out of his waist bag several times, but was unable to do so.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Cheng stabbed the other party in the chest with the end of the flint staff in his hand, causing him to stagger and push several steps.

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

In fact, from the very beginning, Zhang Cheng noticed that the Forsaken Apothecary was not a combat class such as a mage or warlock, and relied on all kinds of strange poisons and magic potions to deal with the enemy.

So he made up his mind that he must give full play to his speed advantage, control it as quickly as possible, and not give the other party any chance to use the potion.

Obviously, his plan succeeded, and the Forsaken did not expect that a mage would flash directly to him at the moment of the battle, let alone that a mage would not release a spell, but would poke himself with a staff.

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

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng is undoubtedly not among them, his understanding of the mage profession comes entirely from the game, from the battle between players and players.

Just as the apothecary struggled to get up and fight back, Sophia, who had entered a stealth state at some point, suddenly left the shadows and swung her short sword in an extremely graceful manner, cutting off ten of his fingers in less than two seconds.

Precise, efficient, lethal!

The female assassin proved that even if she had only one arm left, she was still an object to be ignored.

Undoubtedly, without fingers, it is natural to hold anything, especially the long, thin bottles.

But the apothecary of the Forsaken didn't show a hint of nervousness or fear, but cracked his mouth and laughed wildly, "Hahahahaha! Very good! You are still the first living person to force me into this position!

With that, he raised his palm dripping with embalming liquid, stuffed it directly into his mouth and chewed it, and the disgusting image almost made people vomit all the overnight meal.

Before Zhang Cheng could react to what had happened, the pharmacist's body began to inflate like a balloon, and finally turned into a terrifying suture abomination that was more than five meters tall.

"How's it going, didn't expect it, I've already modified my body!" the giant suture smirked as it charged with heavy steps.

"Oh-shit! you're such a madman!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had seen with his own eyes how this thing dragged the Aoshui puppet with strange force, and he didn't plan to try what would happen to him after being bumped into, so he used the flash spell again to escape more than ten 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, uprooting a tree as a weapon, and slamming it down.

Rumble!

"Ahh!!!!!hh

With a loud bang and scattered dirt, Sophia fell to the ground and screamed.

Her calf showed a strange curve, and even an idiot could tell that the fracture was quite severe......