What is the best way to humiliate a mage?

Fighters will think that they will hit each other with punches the size of punching bags and looking for teeth;

Thieves will think that they will cut off their target's tongue with a sharp dagger, so that they can no longer chant nasty spells;

The priests and paladins were a little more gentle, believing that they could simply imprison them with the light;

As for warlocks and demon hunters, they themselves have formed a great restraint on mages in terms of ability, so they often look at mages of the same level with a hint of contempt.

But in Zhang Cheng's eyes, the greatest humiliation for a spellcaster is to permanently weaken or deprive the other party of the power to manipulate magical energy.

So without the slightest hesitation, he directly raised his right index finger and poked lightly at the heart of Salewall's chest.

Burst!

The dazzling bright red blood suddenly scattered and splattered in all directions!

Before the poor unlucky man could react to what was happening, he felt a strange arcane energy wrap his heart tightly, and then quickly formed a large area completely devoid of magical energy within a radius of ten meters, that is, the legendary area of death and forbidden demons.

Since the magical energy of all attributes in this area will be squeezed out, no matter what spell it is, it cannot be cast.

To be precise, it is not only the casting of spells, but also the magic cast by others will fly in and dissipate.

Sensing this, Celewall finally showed a frightened expression on his face, and even ignored the bleeding wound on his chest, and asked sharply: "Bastard! What did you do to me?!"

"Nothing! I've had an interesting spell in your heart! It's called Anti-Magical Stand. From now on, you won't have to worry about being attacked by any form of energy, but you won't want to touch even the slightest bit of magical energy. How's it going, my gift is good, isn't it?"

In the end, the corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth curled up in a very obvious arc, and his eyes revealed undisguised malice and sarcasm.

He believed that such a punishment would be extremely unacceptable for any mage, even more terrible than death.

"No! you're lying! No magic has ever been able to permanently isolate magical energy!"

Realizing that he could no longer manipulate arcane energy as he normally would, Celewall visibly panicked, and roared as if he were mad as he retreated.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "Believe it or not." Just because Azeroth doesn't have such technology and magic doesn't mean that other worlds don't. In addition, I sincerely advise you not to try to touch your heart, let alone try to crack it. Because when the entire anti-magic force field is dispelled, all kinds of energy around it will rush over like a tidal wave. I'm sure you've seen the terrifying impact of the flood, right? Imagine what your fragile heart would become if it was under such a powerful energy impact?

Just as Salevor was about to say something, the other three members of the Illidare Council finally arrived.

Seeing that his friend was bleeding from his chest, Duchess Marand, who was a priest, immediately took two steps forward, cast a powerful healing spell, frowned and asked, "What happened, why were you injured?"

"Human, did you attack Celewall?" said High Knight Smasher Garcios, in a provocative tone.

The last thief, Velas Dark Shadow, went stealthy without saying a word, knowing that he was ready to do it without asking.

Feeling the naked and undisguised hostility of the blood elves around him, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a golden light, and he turned to the female demon hunter and said, "Dear Shirna, are your comrades so arrogant and disgusting? If it had been me, I would have ordered them all to be executed. ”

Believe me, this is a misunderstanding. Everything is made by someone on their own, and it is by no means the intention of His Royal Highness the Prince. Sylna hastened to explain for her compatriots.

If there was anyone in the room who was most reluctant to see bloodshed happen, it would be her.

"Silly girl, you haven't figured it out, it's a strong sense of superiority and self-esteem. Elves have always considered themselves superior, with thousands of years of lifespan, outstanding magical talents and legacy, and even a whole set of magical enchantments to banish foreign enemies. Thousands of years of glory have made you forget that you were originally just a bunch of exiled refugees, a bunch of poor creatures who were nearly wiped out by trolls, and had to rely on the power of the Human Empire to reverse their inferiority. Now, it is necessary for me to reawaken this painful memory, and let the entire Blood Elf race understand that you are just an insignificant group of weak people, and you should prostrate yourself like the strong and offer awe and obedience, instead of making provocative acts......"

With the last word falling!

The huge crystalline at the top of the Supreme Authority began to glow with a silver-gray light!

In the blink of an eye, a huge amount of spiritual energy spread rapidly around Zhang Cheng as the center, almost enveloping the Dark Temple in it.

Next Second......

A soul-shattering voice echoed in the mind of every Blood Elf: "Kneel, surrender, or die! From this day on, I will be your master!"

Ordinary Blood Elf Spellbreakers and Mages couldn't resist such a force, and they all got down on one knee and let it enter the depths of their minds and leave their mark, as simple as the Mind Flayer controlling slaves.

In contrast, the members of the Illidare Council, who had a certain strength, resisted fiercely, gritting their teeth and desperately trying to drive out the voice in their heads.

Unfortunately, the only one in Azeroth who was adept at using psychic power was the Elder God, and after a few minutes of struggle, the four of Kael'thas's closest henchmen finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground screaming in pain.

After appreciating the farce-like scene in front of him, Zhang Cheng sneered and said to himself: "Look, now they understand their weakness! They also know how to respect the strong! instead of hanging the glory and pride of the so-called high elves on their faces every day!"

Hilna bit her lower lip tightly and stood there without saying a word.

Although she wanted to intercede for her compatriots, she was not a fool, and she understood that not only would she not get the results she wanted, but would further complicate the situation.

Just as Zhang Cheng's eyes were getting colder and colder, Illidan belatedly teased meaningfully, "My dear friend, what happened? ”

"No, it's nothing, I just kind of hate the way these guys look at no one, teach them a little lesson......"

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