Spellcasting Gods

There's no way around it, the black dragon is just that good at attracting hatred.

Although he didn't think those nightmare green dragons remembered the terrible disaster caused by Deathwing's corruption, it was always better to be cautious.

Onyxia squinted, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. After two or three minutes, she spread her wings and transformed into a huge black dragon, tearing the mountain apart to create a cave large enough for her to fit inside.

Clearly, she awakened the earth power that the Titans had bestowed upon the black dragon through that potion.

It may not reach the terrifying power that Deathwing displayed during the Cataclysm, which changed the entire landscape of Azeroth, but it is more than enough to create an earthquake of around magnitude seven or eight.

“Kuro Kerba, my child, you stay with her. Remember, no matter what happens these next few days, do not make any rash moves. I will summon you through the contract after everything is over, understand?” Zhang Cheng turned around and said to another giant dragon who was lounging on the upper deck, dozing off.

"Understood, Father." Kuro Kerba nodded slightly, then jumped off the airship and disappeared into the huge cave below the mountain.

After getting rid of these two big troubles, Zhang Cheng immediately walked to the bow of the ship and asked the female demon hunter next to him, "You'll be meeting your cousin soon, how does it feel?"

Hilna sighed with a wry smile and replied, "To be honest, I'm not sure whether I feel joy or fear. Although we are both branches of the High Elves, after more than 12,000 years of separation, we probably wouldn't even recognize each other anymore. Besides, my current appearance is, according to the Elven aesthetic, almost uglier than that."

"Ugly?" Zhang Cheng looked the female elf up and down, admiring her alluring figure and exotic demonic features. He reached out his right hand, pinched her chin, and shook his head. "No, my dear, you are not ugly at all. On the contrary, in my eyes you are extremely beautiful, a perfect embodiment of true magical and biological technology. You are a fine work of art, and only a very few who truly know how to appreciate it can understand your beauty."

“Hehe, I should feel honored, shouldn’t I, Master?” Hilna shrugged helplessly.

After spending so much time together, she has become quite clear about what kind of person she is loyal to, and her definition of many things is completely opposite to that of ordinary people, especially when it comes to the topic of beauty.

If she remembered correctly, she seemed to have heard the word used about two months ago, and it was even used to describe a monster that hatched from a giant cocoon...

Chapter 0640 West Side

Without a doubt, Feralas is a very peculiar place. Due to the abundance of magical energy, the plants here seem to have eaten "golden fertilizer," covering every inch of land like crazy, with a vibrant green that stretches as far as the eye can see.

With abundant vegetation, there are naturally many herbivores, and with many herbivores, there are naturally many carnivores, which over time creates a huge food chain effect.

Even from high above, you can still clearly see the legendary giant bears and wolf packs in the jungle, and even strange magical creatures like elf dragons.

Everything originated from the magical node at the center of the ancient city ruins of El Rethras.

The ogres, highly sensitive to magic, also noticed the unusual nature of this place and invaded and occupied the northern region of Doomhammer, hoping to rebuild their once-glorious civilization with the help of the active magical energy around them.

It's important to know that before the Burning Legion discovered Draenor, the orcs' homeland, two powerful native civilizations had risen there. One was the Apexis civilization, created by the Arakkoa based on crystal technology, and the other was the magical civilization created by the ogres.

It is said that at its peak, the ogre empire possessed magical technology far more advanced and destructive than the human magical kingdom of Dalaran.

However, for now, they are just a group of foolish and greedy bandits, frantically looting every item with magical power, and even blocking the only passage connecting to the desolate northern lands to plunder passing caravans and adventurers.

As Zhang Cheng's airship slowly landed next to the central arena of Doomhammer, dozens of ogres that had followed him finally couldn't resist launching an attack.

"Ahhhhhh!!!! Hahahaha! Smash them flat!"

"Go! I love hearing the screams of my prey before they die!"

"Food! They must have brought a lot of food!"

……

With near-mad roars, these blue giants swarmed forward, completely unaware of how dangerous and deadly the people standing on this airship were.

Before Zhang Cheng could even make a move, Kara Cape chanted a spell and shot out a huge, scorching fireball that blasted the head of the unlucky guy at the front into pieces with a loud bang.

Clearly, he preferred the immense power of fire magic to the control-oriented frost spells, especially the terrifying energy released when Fireball struck an enemy, which gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Sorry, guys, while I have no prejudice against ogres, you've clearly made the wrong choice."

Hilna gracefully drew her fel-forged battleblade, leaped off the deck, and effortlessly dodged the ogres' heavy two-handed axes, warhammers, and clubs. With a few swift strokes, she slit open their necks, letting the glaring blood block their airways and suffocate them to death.

The Huntress had absorbed enough power from the Doom Lord Kazzak, so killing these ogres who liked to crush their opponents with brute force was no problem at all.

To be precise, the thirty-odd ogre warriors and mages were all killed in less than five minutes. Two-thirds of them were killed by elves, and the other third died in Kara Cape's insidious sneak attack.

One particularly unfortunate fellow had his genitals crushed by a bull's hoof, kneeling on the ground and groaning in agony until a heavy staff, as heavy as a hammer, smashed his head.

After the brief battle, Zhang Cheng calmly left the airship deck and headed straight for the west entrance.

"Mentor, where do we go next?" Kara Cape leaned closer, scratched her head, and put on a simple and honest look.

"Naturally, I'll go to the center of the magic node and see the summoned demon, Imorthal. I'm very curious about just how powerful this guy is, that he can be continuously drained for thousands or even tens of thousands of years." With that, Zhang Cheng passed through the exquisite stone archway at the corner and arrived at the west side of Doomhammer, which was filled with a large number of living plants and arcane life.

Gazing at the enormous white crystal tower standing before the plaza, he stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Energy binding? Intriguing technology! It seems the Highborne's research into arcane magic ten thousand years ago was far more profound than I imagined."

“Um… dear mentor, are you sure you want to get close to the Crystal Tower? I feel that the arcane lifeforms around us are very unstable. If they suddenly explode, I'm afraid no one within dozens of meters will survive,” Kara Cape cautiously reminded her.

Zhang Cheng turned around and glanced at the seemingly honest but actually incredibly cunning minotaur, then shook his head with a smile: "No, my apprentice, these arcane lifeforms aren't as dangerous as you think. I should have taught you before that the most important thing in dealing with similar elemental lifeforms is to dismantle their stable energy structures. Now the test has arrived. Go and take care of these annoying little things. Don't worry, if you die, I'll collect your corpse."

"Me...me all alone?!" Kara Cape's eyes widened in shock, feeling as if she'd been utterly shocked.

Because in a sense, this is not much different from sending someone to their death.

Because arcane lifeforms are not like elemental creatures such as fire, earth, and water, which only use their innate powers to fight, they cannot possibly have high intelligence unless they become extremely powerful.

However, from the moment of their birth, arcane beings will form one or two spell circuits in their energy-filled bodies. This means that they can unleash a series of spells such as Arcane Missiles, Blink, Arcane Explosion, and Chain Lightning, and their power is far beyond that of ordinary mages.

The thought of facing several arcane lifeforms with spellcasting power comparable to her own made Kara Cape's legs tremble uncontrollably.

If he had a choice, he would rather go to Outland to deal with the enormous Clefthoof Bull than risk his life against arcane lifeforms.

"Hehe, yes, just you alone. But given your strength, I've decided to give you a little help." With that, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment!

A violet force field shield enveloped the minotaur's body.

Kara Cape closed her eyes, sensed the structure of the shield, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's an Arcane Defense Shield?!"

“That’s right! But this shield can only absorb a limited amount of damage. Once it reaches its maximum limit, it will shatter on the spot. Remember, use your brain to dodge enemy attacks as much as possible, otherwise I guarantee this shield won’t last five minutes. Also, I’m going to visit Prince Torsedrin, the last ruler of the Highborne. You’d better take care of all the crystal towers before I get back.”

As the last word escaped his lips, a malicious smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face. He lightly patted the minotaur's shoulder, completely ignoring the panic and fear revealed in the man's eyes...

Chapter 0641 Syndra's Doomsday

The central library of Doomhammer is where the last remnants of the Highborne gather.

Of course, like many organizations that have reached their dead end, Syndra is currently facing enormous threats and troubles. Not to mention the ogres occupying the North District and claiming to establish their own kingdom, the satyrs that were accidentally summoned in the East District are already quite a headache.

In addition, due to the energy extraction that lasted for more than 10,000 years, Imhotep's energy gradually became depleted.

To prevent his demonic addiction from escalating out of control, the crazed Prince Thosedrin even ordered the massacre of his subjects. Currently, fewer than sixty people have survived, most of whom were either mages who helped extract demonic energy or administrators responsible for safeguarding the precious knowledge within the vast library.

When Zhang Cheng stepped into this area located in the center of the ancient city of Eldre'Thalas, dozens of elves immediately put down their work and looked up, staring at the two intruders with wary eyes.

A full minute passed before one of the men frowned and demanded, "Who are you? How did you bypass the magical defenses and enter this sacred library?"

"Perhaps this answer is a bit rude, but I still have to say it: who we are is not important. What is important is that from now on, everything here will belong to me." Zhang Cheng made no attempt to hide his purpose for coming here, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.

You must understand that his heart was so dark that he would be indifferent even to the destruction of a world. Therefore, no matter how talented these remnants of the High Elves were or how much precious knowledge they preserved, they could not avert their impending demise.

"Arrogant human! Do you know who you're talking to?" The man who spoke earlier had a glint in his eyes that was a mixture of arcane and fel energy, as if he wanted to use a spell to teach Zhang Cheng a lesson.

But Zhang Cheng gave him no chance to show off, and without turning his head, he ordered, "Hilna, kill them all for me."

"As you wish, Master."

Without a word, the female demon hunter rushed forward and, before the target could react, plunged her blade into the heart.

Just as the others reacted and began to fight back, she suddenly activated the Sacrifice Aura, instantly forming a large ring of burning flames around her body, severely burning the mages' hands and interrupting the chanting of spells.

Amidst screams and wails, Hilna effortlessly dispatched seven High Elf mages.

However, the reason they were able to fight so easily was mainly because these mages hadn't participated in a real battle in a long time, and they didn't even have to cast a single protective spell from beginning to end.

In addition, the Demon Hunter's advantage against spellcasting classes also plays a significant role.

Looking at the corpses lying in pools of blood, Zhang Cheng's expression didn't change at all. He took down ancient books from the bookshelf, which contained various kinds of knowledge, experience and observations, and began to read them.

Those related to magic, alchemy, and crafting were shrunk and thrown directly into the pouch he carried, while books about history, geography, and folklore were put back in their original places.

It goes without saying that he was taking advantage of the opportunity to plunder the comprehensive knowledge system that the Highborne had preserved in this library.

But before this blatant looting had even reached a third of its completion, Prince Tosedrin, wielding two weapons that were neither clearly short swords nor long daggers, rushed over from a distance at an incredible speed.

Through the unique senses of a demon hunter, Hilna discovered a little secret about the other person's body. She immediately curled up her lips and teased in a playful tone, "This is the guy you keep mentioning? The level of fel energy in his body is almost higher than that of many demons."

"Isn't this normal? Anyone who extracts energy from a demon for twelve thousand years would inevitably end up like this. What I'm curious about is that so much fel energy didn't transform his body and soul into a demon. He must have used some interesting techniques and skills," Zhang Cheng explained, stroking his chin.

“This is indeed very interesting. Should I spare one of them?” Hilna asked uncertainly.

“No, no need. These things are of little use to me now. Quickly kill all the elves in this library, then we’ll go to the western magic node to begin the necessary preparations.” With that, Zhang Cheng didn’t look up at Prince Torsedrin rushing towards him again, and continued to peruse the mountain of books on the wall.

It must be said that Queen Azshara of the Highborne was indeed a wise move to order the construction of this treasure trove to store knowledge.

It ensured that even though arcane power had been absent from the night elf race for tens of thousands of years, it could still rise rapidly in a short period of time.

During the Cataclysm, after Malfurion Stormrage lifted the ban on unleashing arcane spells on his own kind, Syndra quickly used the resources at her disposal to build a sizable army of mages.

Unfortunately, this last refuge for the Highborne is now facing the prelude to destruction.

"Die! You despicable intruders! I will use your blood to atone for the deaths of my compatriots!"

With an angry roar, Prince Thosedrin's hands surged with intense magical energy, unleashing a powerful arcane shockwave forward.

boom!

Hilna was thrown back by the powerful impact and slammed hard against the bookshelf behind her.

If it were an ordinary person, this blow would at least break several ribs, even if it didn't kill them instantly.

But the Demon Hunter's body had long since become as sturdy as a demon's. In less than two seconds, she got up from the ground, spread her wings, and rushed forward to collide head-on with her opponent.

clang!

The sound of the four magical weapons clashing against each other echoed in the empty library, and golden sparks flew everywhere.

“Evil… Demon Hunter? What’s your relationship with Illidan Stormrage!” Prince Thosedrin’s expression changed slightly, realizing that things seemed to be far more complicated and dangerous than he had imagined.

"Hmph! You have no right to mention Lord Illidan's name! Nor do you have any right to know what a grand plan he is currently undertaking. You are nothing but a pathetic wretch enslaved by power, a heartless person addicted to magic. I, on behalf of the true descendants of the High Elves, grant you a merciful death."

The words had barely left his mouth!

Suddenly, two beams of green evil energy shot out from Hilna's eyes, which were filled with green light, and burned through her opponent's upper body on the spot.

"Ah ...

Prince Tosedrin could hardly believe that his body, which had been repeatedly strengthened, was so fragile. He screamed and swallowed his last breath.

Eye ridge!

One of the most powerful abilities of a Demon Hunter is to continuously release fel energy from their body through their eyes; the larger the amount of fel energy, the more significant the damage.