At Zhang Cheng's insistence, about ten minutes later, a makeshift team left Night Town and headed northwest.

In order to ensure safety, the commander of the Night's Watch, Althea, personally led the team and selected six good men, for fear of encountering unexpected situations.

Although she was very disgusted with Zhang Cheng's resilience and lack of sight, she could think of the increasing number of undead creatures near Crow Ridge, so she still had to put aside her personal prejudices first, at least to deal with the tide of undead, mages have a far advantage over warriors.

Seeing the team gradually disappear at the exit of the town, Duke Elo Eberlock subconsciously clenched his fists and asked his brother without looking back: "Carlton, do you think this young mage can succeed?"

"I don't know! I just know that Zenobia voluntarily gave up everything to become a follower in order to invite him. If I can't solve the undead in Raven Ridge, then I swear I'll never let him leave Nightshade alive. As he spoke, Carlton gripped the hilt of his sword.

Since learning about the so-called "price" paid by his daughter, he hated to cut the other party immediately, but for the sake of Night Town, for the glory of the family will not be cut off in this generation, he had to choose patience.

But this patience is not unlimited, and if Zhang Cheng fails to deliver on his promise, his accumulated anger will be like an erupting volcano.

"Calm down, don't be stupid! Dalaran's Kenrito Council is not something we can afford to mess with!" reminded Duke Elo Eberlock, frowning.

Although he sympathized with Zenobia, who had made great sacrifices, for the sake of his family, he even sent his own daughter to the front line of the fight against monsters, and almost died several times, not to mention his niece.

Carlton knew what his brother was trying to say, and replied with a sneer: "Don't worry! I'm not stupid enough to do it myself! Don't forget, Raven Ridge is less than an hour away from the Western Wilderness, and it's not a surprise to have a few Phidian Brotherhood assassins once in a while, isn't it?"

"Damn, you're in the league with the masons who started the rebellion?!" Duke Elo Eberlock's eyes widened and he asked.

"Why not? I'm sure you feel it, too! Stormwind doesn't know what's wrong with it, and its control over the surrounding area is weakening. Whether it's the Wild West, Lakeside Town, or Twilight Forest, they all have to rely on their own strength to deal with the crisis. Maybe we can take this opportunity to ......"

Before Carlton could finish speaking, Ello interrupted angrily, "Shut up, the Eberlocks are nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom, they must be loyal to the king, promise me, cut off contact with Edwin Van Cleef immediately, have you forgotten who you are?"

"No! I didn't!Quite the opposite! It's not me who has really forgotten who I am! It's the guys in Stormstorm's Fortress! Look at what they've been doing lately? Let the Brotherhood of Phoedia take over the Wild West and watch the Blackstone Orcs harass Lakeside Town, you probably know best what the Twilight Forest is like. How many letters of help have we written? But what about them? Ignore them! Such a kingdom is still worthy of our allegiance?"

Carlton, who had accumulated a stomach full of resentment, finally couldn't help but vent it all at this moment.

Compared to his brother who suffered silently, his personality was obviously more impulsive, and coupled with the relationship that had been suppressed for too long, he began to have a strong dissatisfaction with the Storm Kingdom.

"Bastard!" Elo Eberlock threw up his arm and slapped his brother hard.

The duke was visibly about to go mad, and his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't believe that the outrageous words had come from his brother's mouth.

Feeling the burning pain in his face, Carlton gritted his teeth without saying a word, turned and disappeared into the door of the only inn in town, apparently intending to get drunk.

......

At the same time, Zhang Cheng in Night Town just now also encountered the first wave of obstacles, to be exact, about fifty or sixty low-level undead creatures wandering on the roadside-skeletons.

These human skeletons, driven by the energy of death, seemed to be able to sense the breath of the living, and they would emerge from all directions, blocking the path that the team had to pass.

Looking at the undead around her who were emitting strange ghosts in their eye sockets, Althea hurriedly drew her long sword and shouted: "Pay attention to keep a tight formation! Don't be afraid or retreat!

"! I bet they must have come from the rotten orchard!" a night watchman cursed in a low voice.

"Rotten orchard?" Zhang Cheng touched his chin with interest, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

Not only did he not, neither did Varna Morning Song and Zenobia.

The reason is simple, for mages, the number of enemies is never a threat, what can really threaten them is quality, those who can resist a wide range of destructive spells rushing in front of them to break the magic protection.

As for a group of low-level undead who have no reason, even an apprentice with a little strength will not take it to heart.

In fact, when the death knight Arthas led the army of the undead to attack Dalaran, he was once blocked from the violet barrier by overwhelming magic, and if it weren't for the grief of the demon sword frost giving him enough strength, I am afraid that he would have been wiped out before he could get what he wanted.

The Night's Watchman, who had never left the Twilight Forest, did not know how terrible the mage was, so he quickly smeared the holy water on the sword and replied without raising his head: "Yes! Rotten Orchard! Some time ago, it was reported that there were a large number of undead creatures gathered in that place, but we were too few to act rashly. ”

"Jerry, stop complaining, get ready to fight, I don't want to die in this unfortunate place. The other Night's Watch rolled his eyes in disgust.

It can be seen that although the night watchmen are very nervous, they do not appear too flustered, and they obviously belong to veterans who have experienced many battles.

Carrying a hardwood shield in one hand and a sword smeared with holy water in the other, they surrounded the three mages in pairs.

Althea didn't forget to lower her voice and remind: "Your Excellency, please don't move around for a while, we will protect your safety." ”

"Protect me?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and asked rhetorically while laughing: "Madam, what do you think is a mage? Get your people out of the way, I'll be able to clean up the skeletons in just a few minutes. ”

After saying this, he ignored the reactions of the crowd, took out his pocket watch and began to chant the incantation, and in the blink of an eye, the fire element in the air became extremely restless, and he could even smell the smell of burning......

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