Looking at the big cat close at hand, Zhang Cheng was scared out of a cold sweat, and while the freezing effect had not disappeared, he quickly condensed his magic power and turned it into a harmless sheep.

"Baa ......"

The mountain lion obviously couldn't understand why his body had suddenly become smaller, and his sharp claws and teeth were all gone, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

However, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to give it time to think in the slightest, raised his leg and kicked it off the second-floor platform.

The attacked mountain lion was in mid-air, and immediately regained its original appearance, and with the excellent balance of the feline, it effortlessly rolled over and landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as it hit the ground, an ice arrow with a biting chill fell from the sky, immediately tearing apart its earthy yellow fur and freezing the blood vessels and muscles near the wound, forming a large area of terrible chilblains with purple and red.

Although there is no bleeding, frostbite is actually much worse than bleeding.

Just look at the pained expression on the mountain lion's face, and the sluggish movements, to know how uncomfortable it is now, opening its mouth full of fangs and letting out an angry roar.

"Roaring !!!!!!!!!!"

But Zhang Cheng, who was standing on the balcony on the second floor, didn't care about the furious emotions of the beast in front of him at all, and was engrossed in channeling the magic energy, and in the blink of an eye, orange fire erupted from his hands.

Next Second......

Rumble!

I saw a blazing fireball, flying through the air at great speed, smashing into the belly of the mountain lion, followed by a violent explosion.

The scorching flames scorched the mountain lion's thick fur almost instantly, and the explosion tore open the soft muscles of its abdomen, revealing the bloody entrails within.

Under the relentless attack of ice and fire, the king of the mountains and forests suddenly fell into a desperate situation, and did not even have a chance to resist or escape.

Zhang Cheng, who had no mercy, followed up with another ice arrow and a fireball technique, and only after confirming that the mountain lion could no longer make any movements, did he stop and turn around and push open the door and walk into the wooden house.

As the first time to use spells to fight, he didn't feel strange and unskilled as expected, as if he was born with an innate talent, he didn't need to think too much about it at all, as long as there was a thought in his mind, the mysterious arcane energy in his body would naturally react.

Perhaps, this is one of the benefits of castrating the simplified class template, he does not have to spend years, or even decades, like a real Azeroth mage, to study and learn esoteric theoretical knowledge before he can gain a certain amount of combat power......

With all kinds of uncertain speculations, Zhang Cheng came to the room covered with thick dust, and found the body on the bed at first glance.

Because of the long time, the body has long lost all water, and only the shriveled skin remains, but for some reason, miraculously it did not rot.

On the table next to the corpse, there was a piece of paper filled with the letters of the Union's lingua franca, estimated to be a suicide note or something.

In addition, there are only books and notes densely packed on the shelves, as well as wardrobes and wooden boxes at the foot of the bed.

I have to say that such a humble place really doesn't look like the residence of a noble mage.

After all, the real Azeroth is completely different from the game, especially the mage, a profession that requires a lot of time to learn and accumulate, and it is impossible for hundreds or thousands to appear.

In the case of Dalaran, which is being rebuilt, the number of civilians is currently around 3,000, and only one hundred and twenty of them are mages who belong to the Kenrito Council, although this is far from the full strength of the Kenrito Council, but it is not difficult to tell how rare the number of mages is.

"What a poor fellow, may your soul rest in peace......"

Zhang Cheng muttered to himself while staring at the dry corpse, and picked up the scribbled paper casually, wanting to see what the other party couldn't put down before the other party, and specially left a suicide note.

As a result, after only a few minutes of reading, he was a little crying and laughing, and the first half of the suicide note was almost full of hatred and scolding for Alsace.

As the saying goes, "love is deep, hate is deep", Jason had always thought that Arthas could lead Lordaeron to unprecedented prosperity and wealth, but he did not expect that this prince would degenerate into a terrible death knight before he could inherit the throne, and also killed his own father with his own hands, slaughtered the people he swore to protect, and completely destroyed the once glorious kingdom.

The sharp contrast between the front and back made him unacceptable to his heart and physiology, so he chose to turn all his feelings into hatred.

As for the second half, he is pouring out his unknown admiration and crush on Gianna.

Like many of Dalaran's men, Risen was once fascinated by Gianna Proudmore's beauty and incredible talent for magic.

It's just that among the many suitors, he is too small, so small that no one is aware of this hidden emotion in his heart, and finally it is not manifested until the last ten minutes before his death.

From the words of the suicide note, coupled with some of the remaining memories in his mind, Zhang Cheng quickly realized that in fact, this mage named Ruisen was a typical person with high IQ, low emotional intelligence, and a little inferiority.

His nerves are sensitive and fragile, which is why he will be hit and collapse, completely losing hope in life.

After reading this letter, I don't know if it is a catharsis or some kind of suicide note that reveals his true feelings, Zhang Cheng sighed slightly, came to the bookshelf and began to look through the heavy and thick notes.

After a while, he was firmly attracted by the strange knowledge of magic, and before he knew it, he forgot the passage of time, made a piece of magic bread to satisfy his hunger when he was hungry, made some magic water when he was thirsty, and took a nap on a chair not far away when he was sleepy.

In the next half month, he was completely immersed in the ocean of magical knowledge, and through the legacy left by Resson, he finally had a clear understanding of the mage profession.

In Azeroth, mages don't just refer to the mage classes that players can choose from in the game, but rather to a dozen different branches that include Shadow, Necromancy, Arcane, Fire, Frost, and more.

Because strictly speaking, whether it is the original warlock of the human world or the undead magic of the Cursed God Cult, it is actually the result of some powerful mages studying the spells of the Orc Shadow Council.

Although the initial goal was to defeat the enemy more quickly, as they further researched, they gradually became tempted by the powerful force, and eventually degenerated into the Burning Legion, or the minions of the undead Scourge.

This also means that Zhang Cheng, who has arcane energy flowing in his body, can also gain abilities other than the career template through learning.

Because Risen had personally experienced the destruction of Dalaran, he fled with a large number of rare and precious materials and books, and now all this knowledge has become the nourishment for Zhang Cheng's growth.

He hungrily absorbed the wisdom of countless outstanding mages, and built a system of his own magical theories from scratch, even forgetting the passage of time......