"That's right! That's power! The power I've always sought and longed for......"

Looking at the human bones scattered all over the place, Zhang Cheng's indifferent face still did not have a trace of smugness, excitement or anything else.

It was as if for him, dealing with a group of low-level undead driven by instinct was as easy as eating and drinking, and it was not worth the fuss at all.

In fact, as he got closer to the upper limit of the mage class template, he could clearly feel that his control over the magical energy was increasing, and the power and scope of the spell were also increasing, coupled with the magnification effect of the crimson meteorite fragments embedded in the inside of the pocket watch, a spell was often more terrifying than the power of the average mage's five or six spells combined.

In a way, he is no less powerful in combat and destruction than the younger archmages in the Kenrito Council.

The only thing that is inferior to the archmage may be that he has not developed his own spell-casting skills until now.

For example, Swarm Ice Arrow, Swarm Fireball, Swarm Arcane Barrage, Control Gravity, Summon Thousands of Elemental Lives at once, Cast a large area of Blizzard and Firestorm, and more.

If you use the description in the game, Zhang Cheng has not yet researched his own exclusive boss skills, so there is still a long way to go before he becomes a real archmage.

However, just two or three hundred skeletons are completely a drop in the bucket for the undead entrenched in the Great Tomb of Crow Ridge.

Due to the loud noise caused by the shockwave of the flame-based spell, it directly alarmed all the skeletons and ghouls within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area.

Like sharks smelling blood, they rushed from all directions, and some ghouls were crawling with scavengers the size of an adult's palm, and I don't know if they were affected by magical energy, and the front port was full of chilling sharp teeth.

Seeing that the endless undead were pouring over like a tide, Zhang Cheng did not show a little panic, but pursed the corners of his mouth and showed a crazy smile.

When the first wave rushed closer, he chose to activate the ice barrier without thinking.

Bang!bang!bang......

Only a series of muffled sounds were heard, and a large number of skeletons and ghouls crashed into the bone-chilling ice.

Although the real-life ice barrier is not as resistant to all forms of attack as in the game, it is not as strong as a few low-level undead lifeforms.

Through the crystal clear ice wall, Zhang Cheng could even cleanse and observe the appearance of each skeleton and ghoul with teeth and claws, as well as the boiling power of death in the tattered body.

If it had been more than half a year ago, he would have been frightened and would have tried to escape to a safe place.

But now, instead of fleeing, he stood still and waited patiently for the more undead to gather.

When Varna Chenge, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene, her whole body trembled slightly involuntarily, and she muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "Crazy! You are simply a complete madman......

Obviously, as a High Elf mage, she knew very well that Zhang Cheng's risky behavior of using herself as bait was to gather countless low-level undead and then use a large-scale destructive spell to clean them up.

But theory is one thing, and actual operation is another.

Reality is not a game, you can run and resurrect your corpse when you die. Ever since Dalaran was founded, there have been countless theories of magic, but no mage has ever thought of using an ice barrier to gather monsters.

The reason is very simple, the danger of doing so is too great, and the slightest carelessness will lead to a dead body, and for a mage who is arrogant and expensive, he will not easily joke with his own life.

But Zhang Cheng is different, first of all, he is not a traditional academic mage, so naturally he will not be limited by the thinking of an academic mage; secondly, he has experienced too many dangers, and several times he almost lost his life, so his definition of danger is completely different from ordinary people; finally, and most importantly, he is more inclined to surprise than the conservative fighting style of most mages.

When the duration of the ice barrier was about to end, Zhang Cheng did not hesitate to cast the flash technique that had been prepared for half a day, and in the blink of an eye, he came behind the hundreds of undead, raised his staff and began to chant incantations loudly.

Guided by his magical powers, a terrifying blizzard soon descended from the sky, striking indiscriminately at the gathered skeletons and ghouls.

With the help of various magic damage equipment and pocket watch amplifiers, he managed to envelop all the undead within the range of a wide range of magical attacks, and in less than a minute, a third of the most vulnerable skeletons fell, scattered into piles of bones with no signs of life.

Not only did the hail deal considerable damage, but it also slowed down the enemy's movement so much that by the time the undead approached their target again, few of them were unscathed, with arms or legs missing, and their bodies covered in a thick layer of frost.

"Huh! Zhang Cheng sneered and released the flame-based magic again, the shockwave.

With a bang!

The bright light of the fire instantly burned the surrounding ghouls who tried to get close to them to ashes, and as for the scattered skeletons and halfs, he chose to use arcane missiles to deal with them one by one.

When the last lame skeleton was shattered to bones by a dazzling missile, there was no trace of the undead wandering near the entrance to the front yard of the Raven Ridge Necropolis.

"Holy Light is above!Too powerful!Is this the strength of Dalaran in the Magic Kingdom?" a night watchman exclaimed, clenching the hilt of his sword.

"Zenobia! Tell me! Can you do it like that? No! even if it's only a fifth!" Althea asked her sister with a fervent expression.

Having seen the incomparable power of magic with her own eyes, she began to fantasize that if her sister could use magic to help the Night's Watch fight in the coming days, whether it was a werewolf or an ogre, they would all be killed cleanly.

The latter shook his head with a complicated expression: "I'm sorry, I can't." Not to mention that I'm just a mere apprentice, and even the whole of Dalaran can't find a few battle mages with this level of destructive power. ”

"Yes! You should be glad you did, little human girl. Varna Morning Song interjected meaningfully, and then she was the first to come close to support Zhang Cheng, who had been a little too depleted in mana.

Others may not be very aware of the disadvantages of unleashing large-area lethal spells, but she is very aware that the more powerful the spell is, the more mana will be consumed, even if the archmage will inevitably enter a temporary state of weakness after presiding over a strategic magic ceremony.

Zhang Cheng did not shirk the kindness shown by the female elf, and directly unceremoniously held the other party's slender and soft right hand and began to absorb energy.

In less than three or five minutes, his pale face had become a little bloody, and he began to order the night watchman to set up two tongs that had been used to cook rice......

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