Casting spells

Two young black dragons tried to fly over to intercept them, but were stopped by Nefarian.

As the distance got closer and closer, one could vaguely see a hideous scar on the rather handsome face of the black dragon prince, and the left eye was attacked by some monster, and was permanently blinded.

After landing on the balcony smoothly, Zhang Cheng immediately greeted with a smile on his face: "Good afternoon, Your Royal Highness, it seems that you have received the little gift I left. How do you feel? Is it particularly crazy and irritable?"

"Despicable mortal! You seem very courageous! How dare you appear in front of me again! Guess what I will do to you today?" Nefarian grinned grimly and clenched his fists.

"Sorry, I don't have time to play guessing games with you. If you don't mind, can you show me what was born from that egg of chaos? I'm so curious, how did it destroy one of your eyes ..."

Chapter 6 Twelve Malos

"Ah! Let me guess, you created something you don't understand at all, right?" The scar on Nefarian's face twitched violently, showing a mocking smile.

"Chaos means that everything is possible! It means infinity! No one can really understand Chaos! Whether it's you or me." Zhang Cheng responded blankly.

He could clearly feel that the anger in the Black Dragon Prince's heart was rising rapidly, and he might attack suddenly at any time.

But before that, he still wanted to see what hatched from the egg of chaos.

"Hmph! It's a typical mortal way of thinking to push things that you can't understand and control to gods or demons. But for the sake of an interesting research direction you provided, I decided to let you see it with your own eyes before you die. Take a look at Maros." Nefarian sneered and raised his arms, waving at the only entrance leading to the lower floor behind him.

creaking rattling...

Accompanied by the sound of gears rubbing against each other, a huge iron fence was slowly raised, and a huge ten-meter-high monster walked out of it.

It has a hideous and ugly head like an abyss lord, and its body is bloated like a huge ellipsoid, but it has no limbs. Instead, there are countless tentacles, each of which has a chilling tail at the end. Sharp barbs.

You don't need to ask to know that once you are caught, your skin will be torn apart in an instant. Maybe the scar on Prince Black Dragon's face is caused by this thing.

In addition, red, blue, green, yellow, and black scales are densely covered on the surface of the huge body. Since there is no fixed order at all, it looks like markings from a distance.

"Oh—oh my god! It's really ugly! I really don't want to admit that I made this thing myself." Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

Obviously, with the conflict between two completely different experimental materials, the blood of the devil and the body of the guardian dragon, coupled with the stimulation of the crater crystal derived from Titan biotechnology, order and chaos finally merged to form chaos. The monster named Malos was born from Chaos.

It has no reason, not even thinking, its mind is full of crazy desire for destruction and destruction, it is the most ideal tool of war.

Of course, the premise is to think of a way to make it able to distinguish between the enemy and the friend.

"Ugly? No! Sad mortal! You don't know how to appreciate it at all! In my opinion, Maros is the most beautiful creature in the world. It not only perfectly integrates the abilities of the guardian dragon, but also makes the evil spirit of the demon of the Burning Legion It can flow in the blood vessels. If it is not very easy to control, I will definitely use it as a blueprint to continuously create an army capable of conquering the world." Nefarian opened his arms to express his ambition.

As someone who lost an eye in the first battle, he knew best how terrifying the power of this behemoth was.

In front of Maros, the so-called superiority in numbers is as ridiculous as a large group of ants rushing towards the colossus, no matter how many there are, they can't cause the slightest damage to it.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a smile: "Conquering the world? What a naive and ridiculous idea. If you know Azeroth well enough, you should know that maybe destroying her is not too difficult in a strict sense, but conquering It is absolutely impossible, this planet already has its own consciousness. In addition, I have seen monsters hatched from chaos, it is time to borrow your blood and life to forge a weapon that truly belongs to me."

"Arrogance! Maros! Kill him for me!" Nefarian sneered and raised the hammer exuding powerful magic energy in his hand - Locamir Iromansis, shooting an amazing shadow energy.

"Roar!!!!!!!!!"

The huge monster immediately opened its mouth and let out a deep roar, and then began to chase after the shadow energy like a hair.

"Wow! It seems that you have researched some ways to control it. But unfortunately, this little trick is useless to me." Zhang Cheng directly propped up a shadow energy barrier, and through the powerful psychic power Quickly invade the monster's tyrannical and chaotic brain.

He's been in a similar situation before, so he knows exactly what to do now.

In fact, it is not necessary to completely control the monster's thinking, it is only necessary to increase the hatred level of the Black Dragon Prince.

In less than two or three seconds, Maros, who was rushing towards him, stopped immediately, turned around slowly, and stared at Nefarian with two eyes full of hatred and anger.

Before the latter could react to what happened, it jumped up and rushed forward, grabbed the opponent with hundreds of claw tentacles, opened its big mouth dripping with acidic saliva, and bit it with one bite.

"Ah!!!! Damn it! How dare you!"

The black dragon prince who was suddenly attacked immediately resumed his dragon form, waved his wings and slapped the monster's head hard, trying to push it away.

"Roar!!!!!!"

But Maros was already mad at the moment, not afraid of pain at all, and the sharp barb pierced the solid dragon scale with ease, deeply piercing into the flesh and blood.

At the same time, he also opened his mouth and breathed out a deadly golden flame.

Although the black dragon has high magic resistance and is even immune to most flames, the flames frightened Nefarian to turn his head sideways to dodge.

I saw that all the scales and muscles that had been burned by the flames all showed rapid aging and death.

Undoubtedly, this is by no means a flame in the ordinary sense, but a flame that contains the power of the bronze dragon's time. By accelerating the local time flow, the enemy can taste the pain of rapid aging and death.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng immediately showed a playful smile, and sighed softly: "The loss of time is contained in the flames! How unbelievable! Dear Prince, it seems that you have shot yourself in the foot with a stone. I just reminded you But you, Chaos means infinity, everything is possible, no one can really control Chaos, not even the so-called supreme Titan."

"Shut up! I will kill you! Pull out your soul and torture for 1 years!"

Furious, Nefarian spewed deadly shadow flames while struggling to move to the railing of the balcony on the top floor of the Blackstone Tower, planning to call the young black dragon entrenched in the sky outside the tower for help.

"Hahahaha! I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't have such a chance." Zhang Cheng laughed and took out a stick that was about the thickness of two fingers and shone with dazzling magic light.

Its power is so powerful that as soon as it was taken out, it began to crazily absorb the surrounding magical energy, thus forming a huge magic vortex.

Undoubtedly, this is not an ordinary stick, it is the Mythra Core manufactured with the technology of the ancient Netheril civilization in Faerun, a special device that can continuously absorb energy from the most primitive magic...

Chapter 6 Thirteen Supremacy

Obviously, this stick-shaped improved version of Mythra's Core was made by Zhang Cheng himself based on the knowledge exchanged from Iolum.

Although its stable energy output is far inferior to that of the real core of Mythra, which can support a huge floating city, it is superior in that it can carry energy of different attributes.

This also means that through it, whether it is positive energy, negative energy, evil energy, arcane, elemental and other spell energy, it can be greatly enhanced, and even directly absorb spells released by the enemy and convert them into energy transmission to the holder.

In addition, as a huge energy source, it can also give the caster an effect similar to the artifact "Focusing Iris".

Of course, the maximum ceiling may be worse than the latter, but it should not be underestimated.

The most important thing is that this thing is still a semi-finished product. Zhang Cheng intends to use the powerful blood power inherited from Deathwing in the Black Dragon Prince to infuse it with soul and stabilize some powerful magic along the way.

"Damn it! You... what do you want to do?"

Nefarian is not a young dragon who can only fight with brute force. He has a very in-depth study of shadow magic, and immediately noticed the terrifying power contained in Mythra's core.

"What? Of course it's piercing your heart! Do you know? Many people mistakenly believe that blood and scales are the most valuable things on a dragon, but in fact the real value is the soul. As the world's most valuable One of the most powerful species, the giant dragon is born with a powerful soul power that mortals will never be able to match. I just want to use the energy released when this soul power is destroyed to create a powerful artifact. The staff that drives all spellcasters mad..."

With the last one blurted out!

Zhang Cheng came to the Black Dragon Prince in a flash, raised the Mythra's Core, which was only about 1.4 meters high, aimed at the position of the chest and heart, and inserted it fiercely.

puff!

"what!!!!!!!!!!!"