Chapter 9: The Power of Magic
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I've been waiting for a while, and if you don't show up, I'll be asleep. ”
Zhang Cheng yawned, while slowly pushing open the door and walking out, if it weren't for a corpse lying on the ground that was still being pumped out, I'm afraid no one would believe that this slightly lazy young man in front of him was the terrible mage who didn't even warn and killed people directly.
All of a sudden, all the masked men froze in place, and the leader even forgot to give orders to his subordinates on whether they should launch a siege or try to negotiate.
After all, his original plan was to take the lead in launching a sneak attack before the target was detected, whether it was assassination or capture, the initiative was in his own hands.
But now, not only did he lose the initiative, but he was also a little unsure of the details of the other party.
Just when he was stunned, a guy who was stimulated by the tragic death of his companion suddenly drew his dagger without warning and stabbed Zhang Cheng fiercely, trying to use the advantage of preemptive strike to solve the dangerous enemy who was only one step away.
You must know that although mages symbolize mystery, wisdom and power in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of many insiders, they are not as invincible as they are rumored.
On the contrary, due to the amount of time spent on research and study, mages are quite fragile and often only need the most ordinary iron dagger to end the life of an archmage.
However, the masked men apparently forgot about it, and the mages themselves knew this, and developed a lot of targeted protective magic.
Before the cold blade approached his skin, he immediately felt a biting cold, and in just a second, the skin on his hand showed severe frostbite.
Of course, this was not the worst of all, the worst thing was that he found that the dagger was blocked by something that looked like ice, and there was no way to touch the soft skin.
"Idiot, how does the Frost Nail Technique taste?" Zhang Cheng sneered and sarcastically.
Don't look at him on the surface is very relaxed, he doesn't seem to care about anything, but in fact, he is so nervous in his heart that he has added frost armor and mana shields to ensure the safety of his own life long before he walks out of the room.
What he never expected was that the frost armor technique, which can only increase armor and reduce the opponent's attack speed and movement speed in the game, has such a strong real effect, a thin layer of ice that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye can directly resist the piercing of sharp weapons, and the caster himself can't even feel a trace of cold.
Shock, fear, trembling, despair......
The eyes of the masked man who launched the sneak attack instantly revealed unbelievable mixed emotions!
Next Second......
Rumble!
His whole body was knocked into the air by a strong flame impact, and his face, which was originally wearing a mask, was charred black, and then like a tattered rag doll, it fell to the ground not far away, and he was as dead as the unlucky guy before.
After killing two guys of unknown origin in a row, Zhang Cheng's mental state became extremely excited, as if the instinct of hunting and killing hidden in his genes was completely activated, and he kept sweeping around the two remaining masked people on the balcony, as if he was thinking about who would be better to kill first.
Ever since the parchment gave him the task of "eyes in the dark", he was mentally prepared.
Through repeated tests and exercises with grizzly bears, mountain lions, and moss-eating spiders that often haunt the wooden house in the past few days, he has basically mastered some of the mage's combat skills, plus the alchemy potions and magic items left by Ressen, even if he can't completely annihilate the attacking enemy, he can still make the opponent suffer heavy losses and ensure his safe evacuation.
It was this fearlessness that made him extremely aggressive, as if he longed to release the pent-up fear in his heart through violence.
There is no hesitation or hesitation!
To be precise, Zhang Cheng didn't even regard these guys in front of him as people, but as NPCs in the game, or wild monsters that provide experience points to players......
"Stop, Mage, I think we can talk!"
The masked man at the head was undoubtedly aware of this chilling coldness, and hurriedly shouted loudly, trying to alleviate the unfavorable situation by negotiations.
After all, there were only two people left on the balcony on the second floor, and he didn't want to test if he could survive the destructive spell shock.
But it's a pity that Zhang Cheng has never been the kind of guy who likes to listen to other people's advice, and can even be described as conceited, especially from the enemy.
He completely ignored the other party's words, and the palm of his right hand suddenly gathered a dark blue spell aura, and then released it towards the unlucky egg closest to him.
Woowoo!!
With a piercing sound, a terrifying stream of crushed ice, driven by the high-speed rotating air current, swept through a fan-shaped area within a radius of four or five meters, not only tearing the target's skin into a blur of flesh and blood, but also severely damaging his muscles and nerves, and the whole person looked as if he was in slow motion.
Without a doubt, this is the one of the game's favorite mage players, which slows down movement and deals a wide area of cold damage.
But in the real world, it is far more terrifying than in the game, at least the ice pick technique in the game will definitely not be as hideous and bloody as it is now.
What's even more terrifying is that because the broken ice completely froze the nerve conduction, the victim could not feel the pain and still struggled desperately, making the injury more and more serious, and even the tendons were broken in several places.
Before he could take a few steps, he rolled down from the second-floor balcony to the ground with a thud like a rag doll.
Zhang Cheng, who didn't treat the other party as a human being at all, burst out of his hands with scorching firelight, and shot a deadly fireball at the masked man covered in blood.
Rumble!
After a loud noise and heat wave, a charred corpse rose into the air and fell heavily in front of the two guys who were about to sneak up with the help of ropes, so frightened that they hurried to avoid it, fearing that some terrifying spell would fall from the sky next.
Cruel, ruthless, and merciless......
Zhang Cheng's attitude made the masked man at the head realize that the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary person, or an imaginary gentle academic mage, but an extremely difficult battle mage.
If you can't come up with a response quickly, then you may be next.
He didn't think that the men around the wooden house would risk their lives and rush up and launch a siege.
Feeling the smell of blood and burnt paste in the air, Zhang Cheng slowly turned around, stared at the only survivor on the second-floor balcony, and said with a sneer: "What did you just say? Let me stop? Sorry, my ears are not very good, and sometimes I can't hear other people's words clearly." I'm sure you wouldn't mind, would you?"
"Of course! Of course I don't mind! It's all their fault! You shouldn't make hostile gestures that cause unnecessary misunderstandings. For this, I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you. ”
With that, the masked leader took off his mask, revealing a male face in his thirties, and bowed gracefully with one hand on his chest.
Especially the two mustaches, meticulously trimmed, and the skin is also very delicate, and there are no traces of wind and sun at all.
Judging from the relatively backward standard of living in the human kingdom of Azeroth, he is definitely not an ordinary bandit who blocks the road and robs......