"Ah, another guest is coming. It seems that tonight is destined to be a sleepless night..." Zhang Cheng slightly raised his mouth and said to himself in a very abusive tone.

Although he had no idea who these guys on horses were and what forces they belonged to, one thing was certain that they would not be forgotten.

Because the physiological structure of them revived by shadow energy is very different from that of normal people. Even without a little light, they can see everything around them clearly. Therefore, they can\'t ride a living horse without the lighting means of torch.

In fact, before these undead get close to the horses, the sensitive war horses will immediately run away. They can only ride the dead war horses that are also revived by the shadow energy, and the dead war horses can\'t make any calls.

Since he is a living person, he will not have any good feelings for the dead.

Indeed, at present, the intelligent life of the whole Azeroth continent is skeptical of these forgotten people who claim to have free will, and a small number firmly believe that they should not exist from the beginning.

In particular, the bloody Crusaders, who have always been hostile to the fight against the dead, are constantly assembling their troops to carry out indiscriminate attacks on the scourge legions and the forgotten in the plague land to the ruins of Lordaeron.

Zhang Cheng dares to guarantee that the most nervous thing at present is definitely not himself, but the expressionless leader of the forgotten not far away.

Although they are all elite, in fact, due to their small population, they are unable to confront the powerful alliance in the eastern continent, and reluctantly maintain the balance of power by creating terrorist attacks and magic plague.

Once a mistake leads to heavy losses, it will not recover for a long time, and will even be eradicated by the alliance, not to mention the final revenge against the Lich King.

It can be said that among all the forces of Azeroth, the forgotten have the worst war potential.

At least before the dark queen Sylvanas decided to start a large-scale excavation of the cemetery and forcibly awaken the dead sleeping inside, one of them died less.

In addition, the bodies of all the living dead will decay slowly under the erosion of time, so the number is always decreasing, rather than feeding and reproducing like normal life.

"Is this what you rely on without fear? A small team of reinforcements?" the head of the dead flickered a terrible red light in his eyes and opened his mouth full of maggots.

"Reinforcements? No, no, no, of course not. I rely on them without fear. They are not reinforcements, but the knowledge and magic power in my mind. As for the cavalry, I am not sure whether they belong to the enemy or allies. Of course, for you dead people, they will not be friends..." he said, Zhang Cheng took out a magic Rune flashing silver from his pocket.

Without waiting for any response, he suddenly activated the energy stored in the rune.

moment

A violet light spread in all directions with the wooden house as the center

Just when everyone didn\'t understand the use of this wonderful light, a dead soul suddenly screamed, left the hostage in his hand, covered his face and quickly retreated back.

Followed by the second, third and fourth

In just a few seconds, all the forgotten ran out of the area shrouded in violet light, and they didn\'t even have time to take away the box containing arcane crystals.

Their pale and blue skin showed a large number of disgusting sores and blisters, some even burst, flowing out a strange viscous liquid, and all the plants that were dropped immediately withered and died.

In contrast, those who survived did not have an uncomfortable reaction. They stared at the incredible scene one by one, as if they wanted to find out what had happened.

However, the leader of the forgotten undoubtedly knew what the light meant. With a bloodthirsty sneer on his face, he said: "the violet border of Dalaran? Well, living mage, you have successfully angered me. From now on, please be careful of the dagger from behind. I swear I will personally cut your throat and enjoy the scream and cry you made before you die."

"Hehe, save these boring verbal threats. If I were you, I would quickly think about how to deal with the possible troubles. After all, generally speaking, biting dogs don\'t bark, and barking dogs usually look like goods." Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and looked ready to see a good play.

As the other party mentioned, the silver spell Rune on his hand is the violet barrier Dalaran uses to protect himself.

When Arthas led the Scourge army to attack Dalaran, he suffered a great loss. Finally, he finally completed the task entrusted by the Lich King by rapid raid.

However, it is a pity that the violet barrier failed to protect Dalaran. Archimonde destroyed the magic city with unmatched power, and countless runes used to support the barrier are scattered everywhere.

When Ruisen ran away, he picked up some and used his seclusion time to repair and transform them many times, so that they were only aimed at the dead and demons.

Any undead or demon who enters the area shrouded in violet light will immediately be burned by powerful magical energy. If you don\'t leave quickly, it will soon turn into a pool of rotten jelly.

The only regret is that this magic rune is not in large quantity, and it will be completely scrapped once used, so it can not be recycled.

Perhaps many people in Azeroth are afraid of the haunted attacks of the forgotten, and they are constantly developing and improving the terrorist magic plague, but as a passer-by, Zhang Chengcai doesn\'t care about these, and also needs to consider the consequences.

Anyway, he will leave the world soon, so as long as he doesn\'t disturb the original historical process of Azeroth and attract the attention of the bronze dragons, he can do something he wanted but couldn\'t do before

"You will pay for your actions! Living people! You can\'t afford it!"

"I\'ll wait, but only if you solve the current crisis."

"We have the strongest faith! The best fighting consciousness and skills! And absolute loyalty to the queen! So nothing can defeat us!"

"Then let me wait and see."

……

With a few words between them, the riders outside the forest quickly formed a circular encirclement net to surround the wooden house.

Each of them is wearing black leather armor and face scarves. The number is between 30 and 40. Most of them are holding cold weapons such as swords, shields, bows and crossbows, and two are holding gem staff emitting black and purple light. At a glance, they know that they must be spell casting occupations.

Since becoming a mage, Zhang Cheng\'s perception of magical energy properties has doubled. Even if he is tens of meters away, he can clearly feel the boiling shadow energy in each other\'s body.

Generally speaking, people with this energy are basically not warlocks, shadow priests, or shadow mages. None of them is easy to deal with.