damn!

Been plotted?!

After feeling that the enchanted can run rampant in his body and destroy several magic circuits in a row, Zhang Cheng finally understood the other party\'s plan.

The sinister Orc warlock wanted to use evil energy to destroy his casting power, and then coerced himself to destroy the seal by teaching the Warlock\'s experience.

After all, most mages have an inexplicable persistence and desire for power. Once they lose their spell casting ability, they will be impatient to find a substitute, and this evil energy can just become a light to ignite the Warlock\'s road.

It has to be said that ocare successfully used Zhang Cheng\'s greed for power and knowledge, but underestimated his decisiveness.

No hesitation!

In order to restrain the damage of evil energy to the magic circuit, Zhang Cheng took the initiative to cut off the circuit used by the left half of his body to cast flame magic, and then began to reconstruct the circuit required by the caster\'s magic according to the knowledge just instilled into his brain.

I don\'t know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours

In short, when he finally turned the evil energy of invasion into a part of his own strength, the whole body was soaked with sweat, and his left eye burst out a terrible green light. The palm pressed on the seal of the sarcophagus almost turned into a sharp claw covered with purple scales.

There is no doubt that now he is a warlock who can summon demons and cast all kinds of curses and shadow magic.

Especially the semi demonized arm, many senior warlocks may not be able to do it.

You should know that the Warlock\'s power comes entirely from the Burning Legion, so demonization means more powerful power, resilience, magic resistance, and control of evil energy and shadow.

It is said that some warlocks can even demonize their bodies like Illidan without losing their mind. They can turn an army into ashes with their hands and feet.

But Zhang Cheng became like this, thanks to the orcs in the coffin. His heart was full of anger and killing intention. As a price, he could no longer use any flame magic in the way of master Azeroth in the future!

Pyroblast!

Shockwave!

Flame Shock!

Fireball!

Flame storm!

burn!

Although he chose frost talent in order to better protect himself, he still has a special preference for the destructive flame spell.

With strong hatred, he took a deep breath, waved his demonized left hand and shouted, destroying all the arcane runes on the surface of the coffin, with a cruel smile on his face.

Okare, who knew nothing about the outside world, felt the seal broken and burst into a burst of laughter: "ha ha! Great! My soul is free again! Human! I will reward you! Now go and prepare some fresh corpses for me. I want to break through the boundary between life and death and resurrect!"

The voice just fell!

A burst of black smoke poured out of the gap of the coffin and slowly condensed into a tall and ugly Orc image.

He has green skin, scarlet eyes, two tusks exposed, one hand leaning on a staff made of large shadow crystals, and the other holding a Delaney skull. Although noumenon is the state of soul, all the things you can carry are true.

Obviously, death did not make the orc warlock lose power, so it was sealed in this secret corner.

However, when okare stared at the young human who released him carefully, Zhang Cheng suddenly grabbed each other with his demonized left hand, followed by a chilling demon language from his mouth.

"No! Stop! You humble human dare..."

As a warlock, okare was no stranger to devil language. He quickly realized the meaning of these astringent words, and his face was full of surprised and angry expressions.

Unfortunately, he didn\'t have time to respond. The whole person couldn\'t maintain the shape of his soul. He began to be squeezed by some external force, and finally turned into a purple translucent crystal the size of his palm.

Feeling the constant roar of the soul in the crystal, Zhang Cheng sneered and said: "Hum! What\'s the taste of being extracted by others? Don\'t worry, I\'ll slowly drain your value, and then sacrifice your soul fragments to the devil. I believe there will be a powerful devil willing to sign a contract with me for this. Remember, anyone who tries to plot against me needs to pay an auxiliary price for this, and your price is the soul."

After that, he bent down and picked up the magic wand, skull and animal tooth necklace that fell to the ground. At the same time, he opened the sarcophagus to see what valuable things remained inside.

But before we could start to identify the specific functions of these items, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance. Without asking, we knew that the night watchman and Varna chenge had arrived.

"Damn it! I\'m not suitable to be seen by outsiders!" Zhang Cheng glanced down at his left hand, resolutely cast a transmission spell on his head, left the underground tomb directly and disappeared quietly at the end of the forest.

He is not an idiot. He knows that the Warlock\'s situation in the human world is absolutely impossible to swagger around with the devil like in the game.

On the contrary, warlocks must hide their identity and whereabouts, secretly study the power of demons like a group of criminals, and his current appearance will definitely cause unnecessary trouble once found.

He needs to find a quiet place and slowly get familiar with the Warlock\'s power until his body returns to normal.

Fortunately, crow ridge is close to the western wilderness. All he has to do is find the FIDIA brotherhood for the time being and hide his tracks with the help of each other\'s strength.

I believe Edwin van Clive, who intends to overthrow the storm Kingdom, will not mind accepting a warlock as a companion.

In this way, Zhang Cheng tried his best to cover his abnormal arms and eyes with a wide mage robe and cloak, walked alone through crow ridge, entered the boundary of the western wilderness, and headed for Xiyue town along the mainland.

Because he knew that the nest of the FIDIA Brotherhood was in the death mine deep in Xiyue town. Even the so-called omnipresent military intelligence seven spies in Tempest city could not extend their tentacles for the time being. It was definitely an ideal hiding place.

In order to reveal his whereabouts, he deliberately chose to go out day and night. It took him about three and a half days to touch the edge of Xiyue town.

But before he got close to the town, a sharp dagger was stuck on his neck. The cold and biting chill immediately made his skin goose bumps.

"Say! Who are you? Why are you sneaking near Xiyue town?" the owner of the dagger asked deliberately in a low, hoarse voice.

"I\'m here to see your leader Edwin van Clive. Can I trouble you to introduce me?" Zhang Cheng completely ignored the sharp blade that could cut his throat at any time, turned his head and revealed his evil eyes