Spellcasting Gods

Zhang Cheng suppressed his fear and screamed wildly in his heart. The intense exercise and tension caused his heart to work beyond its capacity. He opened his mouth wide and desperately inhaled air, and his facial expression was extremely distorted.

Even so, the two werewolves that were right behind them quickly caught up.

Just as the sharp claws and teeth were within reach, the parchment suddenly released a golden light that completely engulfed him.

The wounded and berserk werewolf leaped up, only to miss its target. A flicker of confusion crossed its ferocious eyes as it lowered its head and began sniffing around with its sensitive nose...

Chapter 0003 Class Template - Mage

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

With heavy breathing, Zhang Cheng was surprised to find that he had somehow arrived in front of a tower built in the middle of the void. Apart from the location of the tower, the surrounding area was all chaos and a starry river shimmering with colorful stars.

Faced with the incredible view, he instinctively shuddered and cautiously stuck one foot out of the platform, only to fall completely as expected.

This means that if you accidentally fall in, you can basically forget about surviving.

Realizing how dangerous his location was, he stood still for a few minutes to rest until his breathing calmed down before taking out the parchment and checking the instructions on it.

"Mission accomplished, surviving for thirty days!"

"Reward: One free fantasy world class template!"

"Please stand on the circular marker in front of the tower!"

"Circular mark?"

Zhang Cheng subconsciously looked up and glanced at the entrance, and soon saw a golden disc about two meters in diameter, densely carved with countless exquisite patterns and inlaid with hundreds of gemstones.

Most importantly, this disc is not on the ground, but suspended in mid-air, constantly refracting colorful light into its surroundings.

Driven by a desire and longing for supernatural power, he didn't think too much and quickly arrived in front of the disc.

At the same time, the disc seemed to have a mind of its own, slowly descending from above and allowing him to step on it.

The moment both feet stepped on it, countless gems released colorful illusions, revealing fantastical worlds that only exist in games, books, and movies.

The Forgotten Realms—the setting for games like Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter Nights, and Icewind Dale, as well as numerous novels and board games…

Azeroth, the setting of Warcraft and World of Warcraft...

The world of Middle-earth, hailed as the progenitor of fantasy, is set in...

The hit American TV series "Game of Thrones" depicts a world of intrigue and power struggles...

Nien, the planet where The Elder Scrolls series is set...

The Sanctuary world of Diablo, etc...

Besides these, there are also worlds like Harry Potter, which also take place on a superpowered Earth...

In short, all of the above worlds originated from the deepest memories in Zhang Cheng's mind.

As a typical fantasy fan, he has read countless fantasy novels and watched numerous films and television shows, and played many games of the same genre, so he is quite familiar with this genre.

But what puzzled him was that these worlds were supposed to be fictional worlds created out of thin air by the authors and game reporters using their imaginations.

But now, these illusory worlds are actually becoming reality, and he is going to enter them, which is far beyond his comprehension.

Just as Zhang Cheng was staring in shock at the realistic yet unbelievable world scenes around him, a line of small words suddenly appeared on the sheepskin: "World extraction begins!"

moment!

The illusion began to spin rapidly around the disc, and after about a minute, it began to slow down.

Finally, the illusion of the world of Azeroth stopped directly in front of them.

next second...

He only felt a blinding white light flash by, and then lost his sense of his surroundings. When his vision began to return, he was no longer in the mysterious tower, nor was he in the seemingly normal but actually extremely dangerous magical Earth, but in a hilly area with undulating hills.

Lush green trees and flowers, fresh air, and the cheerful chirping of birds—everything looked so relaxing and pleasant.

In a tree not far away, two adorable squirrels were busy picking nuts to store in preparation for the coming cold winter, completely oblivious to the sudden appearance of humans.

Where am I?

A slight breeze made Zhang Cheng shiver, and he quickly flipped through the contents of the parchment.

The sign above read in neat, small print: "Welcome to beautiful Azeroth. Based on your race—human, you will automatically join the Alliance. You can choose one of the following six classes: Warrior, Warlock, Rogue, Priest, Mage, or Paladin. The following quests will be assigned based on your chosen class."

"Six classes? No hunters, no death knights, this must be a setting from the level 60 era, right?" Zhang Cheng muttered to himself as he tried to recall the somewhat hazy memories in his mind.

After all, it's a game from over ten years ago, plus countless version updates, and new races, classes, and levels added later, so very few people can remember them all clearly.

He dared not be careless in choosing his first career template, so he simply sat down on the soft grass to think it over carefully.

First, the Warrior class, known for its hellish start in the 1960s, was immediately excluded from the selection.

Because this profession is so easy to die in, the famous saying "Heaven to the left, warrior to the right" best illustrates the tragic situation of the warrior profession in the 1960s.

In a game, players might only have to run back to their corpses a few times and lose some equipment repair costs, but in the real world, they might lose their lives. No one with a sound mind would want to be a warrior charging ahead.

Secondly, those who are clearly of a particular type, such as Paladins, Priests, and Warlocks, must be extra cautious, otherwise they may get into danger and trouble.

This leaves only two classes to choose from: mage and thief.

The former possesses powerful control and burst damage capabilities, while the latter boasts excellent stealth and assassination skills; each has its own advantages.

But driven by a fantasy enthusiast's curiosity and yearning for magical power, Zhang Cheng, without hesitation, immediately abandoned the thief who had been living in the shadows and whispered to the mysterious parchment, "Mage! I choose to become a mage!"

"As you wish..."

A line of small print flashed across the paper, followed by countless pieces of knowledge and memories related to magic, all flooding into my head like a tidal wave, causing a sharp pain in my sensitive nerves.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Unable to endure the pain, he immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if ten thousand needles were piercing his head at the same time. His eyes were squeezed by an unknown force, causing them to bulge out and become congested. Bright red blood even flowed from the corners of his eyes, making him look extremely frightening.

Fortunately, the pain did not last long. In less than 30 seconds, the body's protective mechanism was activated, and the person rolled their eyes and fainted.

Not long after he fell into a coma, a ball of pale purple energy slowly emerged from his forehead and began to slowly wriggle along his skin, forming beautiful, glowing patterns wherever it passed. Eventually, when the surface of his skin was covered with these patterns, a diamond-shaped mark appeared on Zhang Cheng's forehead, which disappeared without a trace in about three to five seconds.

If a mage from Azeroth were to witness this, they would surely be astonished that a young person could, without anyone noticing, complete the transformation from an ordinary person to a mage apprentice…

Chapter 0004 Memories

I don't know how much time passed; it could have been tens of minutes, several hours, or even a day or two...

Zhang Cheng felt as if he had just had a long and unbelievable dream.

In his dream, he became a young man named Risen. At a very young age, his noble father sent him to the magical kingdom of Dalaran to study profound and mysterious knowledge. He even met many famous figures such as Arthas Menethil, Jaina Proudmoore, and Kael'thas Sunstrider.

Normally, a young person with such a promising future would easily enter high society and become a favored child in the eyes of others.

Unfortunately, with the outbreak of the Scourge and Plague, Prince Arthas fell from a paladin to a death knight, and led an undead army to raid Dalaran, stealing the Book of Medivh. He then summoned Archimonde the Defiler, completely destroying this miraculous magical city.

The horrific disaster and the series of unforeseen events not only destroyed Dalaran, but also shattered something that Risen had once firmly believed in.

In the end, disheartened, he chose to quietly come to Hillsbrad Foothills and live a semi-secluded life, completely cutting off contact with the outside world, until he breathed his last not long ago.

It has to be said that this memory was so real, so real that it felt as if he had lived another life as Risen. In particular, the overwhelming army of the undead and the world-destroying power of Archimonde the Defiler made Zhang Cheng's soul tremble.

Finally, with the coldness of death, his consciousness returned to itself, no longer affected by Risen's memories. Only a small portion of his profound and complex magical knowledge and incredible magical abilities remained.

Fireball, Arcane Intellect, Frost Armor, Frostbolt, Water Creation, Food Creation, Fire Blast, Arcane Missiles, Polymorph, Frost Nova, Magic Suppression, Slow Fall, Arcane Explosion, Flamestrike, Detect Magic, Remove Lesser Curse, Magic Amplification, Fire Barrier, Blink, Blizzard, Teleport, Mana Shield, Cone of Cold...

The familiar yet unfamiliar spell names made Zhang Cheng realize that he was no longer an ordinary person, but a mage of Azeroth. According to the skills corresponding to his level in the game, he should be between level 20 and 30 at this moment.

Of course, compared to the character a player plays in a game, he still lacks the most crucial element—talent!

It's important to know that whether it's Arcane, Fire, or Frost talents, they can all greatly enhance a mage's combat power.

Especially the Frost talents Ice Barrier and Ice Armor, are simply the best choice for survival in critical moments. Otherwise, so many mage players in the game wouldn't choose Frost instead of Arcane or Fire talents.

"Damn it! My head hurts so much!"

Zhang Cheng rubbed his temples hard, struggled to get up from the ground, and shook off the dirt and weeds from his body.

Through Risen's memories, he now knows exactly where he is—the area in the game known as Hillsbrad Foothills.

As one of the main human settlements, this place has fertile land and abundant rainfall. In addition, the convenient seaport has made the local commerce and agriculture quite developed. Just follow the small road on the right and walk south for three to five days to reach the famous Nanhai Town.

But before that, we must first go to the woods cabin where Rison lived in seclusion to receive the legacy left behind by the young monk after his death.

After all, the class template only provides the most basic combat abilities of mages, but the mages of Azeroth are not only good at fighting, but also at researching, learning, discovering and creating.

If Zhang Cheng wants to become a complete mage, he must learn all the theoretical knowledge related to magic from scratch, just like a real apprentice, and make full use of all available means to acquire power, instead of relying on a mere simplified and castrated game class template.

Having figured this out, he quickly used the setting sun to determine his direction, and then headed straight for the winding forest path to the west, intending to reach the cottage where Risen lived in seclusion before sunset.

Otherwise, once it gets dark, the wilderness will be filled with all sorts of ferocious wild animals, such as mountain lions, grizzly bears, moss-eating spiders, and if the lackeys are unlucky enough, they might even encounter the undead who call themselves "the Forgotten".

Although these guys broke away from the Scourge and joined the Horde led by Warchief Thrall, their evil nature remained unchanged.

Even without Risen's memories, Zhang Cheng would never forget how many insane and perverted quests he took on in Tarren Mill when he played the necromancer in the game.

It might be fun to control an evil character in a game, but in the real world, no normal person could accept the actions of the Forsaken.

Anyway, if an undead creature suddenly appeared right now, he was sure that his first instinct would be to greet it warmly with a fireball and try to kill it quickly before it could react. As for communication, to hell with that.

With a sense of apprehension about the unfamiliar environment, Zhang Cheng finally spotted the wooden cabin standing at the foot of the mountain before the last rays of sunlight disappeared.

From a distance, the hut is not very large, covering an area of ​​only about forty square meters. However, whether for defense against wild animals or for some other reason, the first floor connected to the ground is only a pile of wooden piles as a supporting structure. The actual living area is on the second floor, about three or four meters above the ground.

There were no ladders, no slopes, and nowhere to climb. The wooden stakes were even covered with thorny brambles, making it impossible to climb them by hand.

It is clear that the thorny plants were planted intentionally by the homeowner.

However, this was no challenge for the mage. Zhang Cheng raised his hand and cast a teleportation spell, instantly moving from under the shelf to the second-floor balcony.

Just as he was marveling at the plasticity and wondrous changes that arcane energy had displayed in that instant, a dark shadow suddenly darted out of the wooden house window.

Since it was now completely dark, he couldn't see what it was at all. Subconsciously, following his habits in the game, he released Frost Nova.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, crystal-clear frost spread out from the caster, instantly freezing the shadowy figure in place.

"Roar!!!"

Feeling the biting cold, the dark figure struggled desperately to break free, letting out angry growls as its two fierce eyes reflected a green light.

With the help of the dim light, Zhang Cheng finally saw the true face of the dark figure.