All-Heavens Spellcaster

Chapter 43



Boom!

The moment the arcane puppet fell to the ground, it made a deafening sound, and splashed a large amount of sand and dust.

However, the impact of this degree was not even skin trauma. He quickly got up with his arm and rushed to the suture disgust a few meters away.

The latter did not show weakness, and raised an axe and sickle stained with dry blood to meet him.

A second later

Bang!

Two behemoths more than four meters tall collided with each other, and a desperate struggle was launched. There was a loud crash.

Elton was overjoyed when he saw that the only threat was entangled by an arcane puppet. Just when he planned to order another arcane puppet to rush to the central camp, the tent nearby suddenly collapsed, followed by a huge hatred from inside.

Different from the previous one, this one seems to have just been made. The body is still fresh, there is no trace of decay, and the weapon is not stained with any blood.

Seeing this scene on the hillside, Zhang Cheng suddenly changed his face and immediately asked the young man in charge of investigation, "what\'s the matter? Didn\'t you say there was only one hate before?"

"I\'m very sorry, team leader! I didn\'t find two stitches when I investigated! But... But I saw a tent full of corpses, maybe made by the other party." the young man quickly knelt on one knee and explained quickly.

"Forget it, one more hatred won\'t save their failure. Get ready and we\'ll join the battle group."

Zhang Cheng quickly put a Mana Shield on himself, mounted his horse, controlled the remaining two arcane puppets and launched an attack from the side.

He didn\'t want the advantage he had built so hard to fall short and let the members of the Royal Pharmacists Association hide in the camp retreat safely, let alone ruin his task reward.

Although two or three mages led by aliya were a little reluctant to approach the dangerous battlefield, they obediently obeyed the order in the end.

After all, once such secret operations are completed, each of them will receive rich rewards and add a lot to their resume.

A distance of six hundred meters is a blink of an eye for a horse.

When the six mages blasted the side fence of the camp with fireball and began to slaughter the injured or disabled undead, the balance of victory and defeat completely fell to the side of the living.

"Damn it! Go up and hold them! I\'ll tell the pharmacist to retreat! The information of the new plague must not fall into the hands of outsiders!" roared the commander of the forgotten in a dead language.

He could not believe that Dalaran, with only a few thousand people, dared to send troops under the eyes of the dark city.

However, roaring is roaring. When both enemies are suppressed by arcane puppets, and mages and priests are repeatedly ravaged, people with a little common sense can see that the forgotten are gone, and no matter how hard they struggle, it is useless.

What\'s more, Dalaran guard led by Al kept controlling the rampage of war horses and nipped all threats in the bud. The enemy could not organize effective resistance at all.

The one-sided massacre lasted about 20 minutes. When the last forgotten fell, the battle finally came to an end.

No screaming, no begging for mercy, no surrender prisoners

There are only mutilated corpses everywhere, and the pungent smell of antiseptic liquid.

Zhang Cheng now understands why the number of forgotten people is so small, but they can stand firmly in the north of the eastern continent.

Perhaps as they said, they have nothing to lose, so they have nothing to fear. The only purpose of living is to launch the ultimate revenge against the Lich King, even at any cost.

"Sir, twelve of us died and seven were seriously injured. Do you think we can distribute some therapeutic potions?" the old man asked solemnly while wiping the mucus and broken meat on his beard.

"Yes! But before that, tell me, have you found what I want?" Zhang Cheng turned and looked into each other\'s eyes.

Al shook his head with a bitter smile: "no! My people searched the whole camp, but they didn\'t find the pharmacist you mentioned or the information related to the plague. It seems that the other party escaped in disorder. Should I send someone to chase it?"

"No, no, you take people to the town to have a rest first, and I\'ll take care of the rest myself." Zhang Cheng seemed to notice something and turned his eyes to a tree more than ten meters away.

"You alone? Won\'t it be too dangerous? Or... You take the arcane puppet?"

As a soldier, Al\'s senses were so sharp that he immediately noticed that there was a man hidden in the tree and subconsciously clenched the handle of the sword.

As long as the other party moves a little, he will immediately pull out his sword to block in front.

"Relax, don\'t be nervous. Get busy. I can handle it."

"Well, if there is danger, please launch a flare at any time, and we will arrive as soon as possible."

Seeing that Zhang Cheng had made up his mind, Al reluctantly shrugged his shoulders, and soon ordered people to gather the bodies of the stitched up, hated and forgotten people, burn them down, and then slowly move towards the town with the injured.

After everyone walked away, Zhang Cheng shouted at the top of the tree with a smile: "beautiful lady, don\'t you plan to come down?"

The voice just fell!

A dark figure suddenly fell from the sky, constantly slowed down the falling speed with the help of branches, and finally landed on the ground steadily.

Black short hair, emerald green eyes and concave convex make countless men full of reverie and attractive figures

She was no one else. It was Sophia who sneaked into the room not long ago to give a "small gift".

The syndicate female assassin took two steps forward with light steps, carried a nonexistent skirt, made an elegant lady ceremony, then raised her mouth and smiled and said, "good morning, young and handsome mage, we meet again."

"Yes, there\'s nothing happier than the reunion between friends. If you don\'t mind, could you do me a little favor and tell me which direction the pharmacist of the forgotten ran away?" said Zhang Cheng, raising his staff to let the gem at the top emit a dazzling red light.

People with a little common sense know that this is a sign before the mage releases the spell.

"Are you threatening me?" Sophia\'s face changed slightly, showing an alert expression.

"Threat? No, no, no, please don\'t be so ugly. I\'m just asking for your help as a friend. Of course, if someone doesn\'t want to help me, it won\'t be my friend. Since it\'s not a friend, it\'s naturally an enemy. What do you think..."