Spellcasting Gods

"What, are you scared now? Don't worry, I won't kill you. Instead, I'll take you back and dissect you slowly, conducting a series of interesting experiments. You'll be dismembered and kept alive in preservative solution until I get tired of it, at which point I'll grant you death and peace. Before that, you'll experience pain and despair a hundred times worse than hell..."

While speaking in an extremely calm tone, Zhang Cheng completely froze Richard, who had lost his limbs.

After he finished doing all this, he turned to Polman and ordered, "Go, get me a hearse right now."

"Understood!" The lawyer was clearly frightened by what he had just said, and involuntarily shuddered before disappearing outside the warehouse in the blink of an eye.

Patty stared with interest at the unfortunate man frozen solid, and after two or three minutes, she asked with a curious look, "Are you really planning to dissect this guy?"

"Of course! Is there a problem?" Zhang Cheng asked without turning his head.

“No, no problem. I’m just a little curious, what’s so special about a mere demon worshipper that’s worth studying?” Patty shrugged, feigning nonchalance.

In fact, she was incredibly curious and eager to find out who the young man standing in front of her was and what important things had happened in the New York underworld during her time in exile.

"Value? Are you sure you understand the meaning of value?"

What we call value is often a reflection of popular values.

Just like for ordinary people living in New York, nothing reflects their self-worth more than making a lot of money, and wealth has even become a standard for measuring social status, morality and influence.

But what about the inhabitants of the underground world?

While money can influence some people, who among those who truly pursue knowledge and power would care about a small piece of paper with Franklin's image printed on it?

Similarly, what you consider worthless demon worshippers are indeed valuable research material in my eyes.

Because I can get some data from him, and incidentally confirm some of my conjectures.

After saying that, Zhang Cheng ignored the beautiful yet dangerous woman, picked up the remaining half bottle of red wine on the table, and poured it all over the head of the dazed Tracy.

As the dark red liquid flowed down her cheeks into her mouth, the girl jolted violently, then began to gasp for air and vomit.

Upon smelling the pungent, sour odor in the air, Patty quickly pinched her nose and took several steps back, muttering, "Damn it! That's such a rude way to wake the girl, not gentlemanly at all."

Zhang Cheng shrugged indifferently and replied, "Gentleman? This has nothing to do with being a gentleman. I'm just giving her a profound lesson so she understands how dangerous her situation is, so she won't be fooled by sweet talk again."

"What's going on? Why...why am I...vomiting!"

Once she regained consciousness, Tracy vomited profusely while trying to figure out what had happened.

But soon, she saw Richard, frozen solid, not far away.

Although this unfortunate fellow is currently in a semi-demon form, he can still be identified by his facial features.

"Aaaaaah!!!!!!!!! God! My God! Who...who is he? Richard?" The girl jumped up and screamed, not even having time to wipe the grime from the corner of her mouth.

“That’s right! He’s Richard, the man you fell in love with at first sight, and also a demon worshipper. Just a few minutes ago, he was planning to sacrifice you to the demon in exchange for the knowledge and power it would bestow upon him. So, do you understand what I meant last night?” Zhang Cheng explained expressionlessly.

Compared to his almost appalling attitude, Patty's performance was undoubtedly much better.

This incredibly alluring woman pulled out a napkin, wiped Tracy's mouth, and comforted her with a smile, "Alright, poor little thing, don't listen to his threats. There's nothing wrong with a woman longing for true love; the problem lies with those sleazy men. Come on, let me take you to a nightclub to let loose, and then we'll find a handsome guy to spend a wonderful night with you. When the sun rises tomorrow, you'll forget all your troubles and regain your confidence in life..."

Chapter 0270 Aftermath

“You…you are so beautiful…” Tracy subconsciously tilted her head back, staring wide-eyed at the other person’s almost perfect face.

As an ordinary person, she was completely unable to resist the temptation of this magical power, and even inadvertently took a few steps forward.

"Hehe, you too, a delicious little snack." Patty pursed her lips, lowered her head and gently licked the girl's earlobe.

moment!

A barely perceptible, milky-white, translucent cloud of air left Tracy's body and was inhaled into her mouth.

At the same time, Tracy seemed to have been subjected to some kind of intense stimulation. Her pupils suddenly contracted and dilated, and she kept screaming excitedly. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her face turned an abnormal red.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng frowned and warned in a low voice, "Enough! Stay away from my bait! If you dare to take even the slightest thing from her, I will consider you my enemy."

“Relax, I only had a little dessert, it won’t affect her at all. Can’t you see she’s enjoying pleasure she’s never experienced before?” Patty rolled her eyes with a charming air, gently released the still trembling girl, and quickly disappeared into the chaotic dock warehouse in her blood-stained high heels.

Gazing at her alluring, slender back, a strange glint flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes. He murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear, "Draining energy and life force, and giving the victim intense physiological urges. Interesting ability. It seems she must be that infamous succubus Patty. I wonder who has the better control over her desires, Patty or Catherine."

"what……"

As soon as she finished speaking, Tracy finally ended her minute-long tirade, barely managing to stay upright by holding onto the shelf next to her.

When reason regained control of her mind, she began to realize what had just happened. Her face flushed, she cried incoherently, "Damn it! What... what's wrong with me? How could I have felt pleasure from a woman's touch? Is there something wrong with my sexual orientation?"

"Hmph! Foolish! You think she's just an ordinary pretty woman?"

No, dear Tracy, she is a terrifying monster who can kill with a mere gesture, a succubus who can make you die in extreme pleasure.

This is your last warning: the world you live in is no longer the world of ordinary people. Everything you come into contact with is fraught with danger, and any carelessness could lead to consequences far worse than death.

I can't protect you forever. If you don't want to die an unexplained death, you'd better start adapting to the new environment now, learn to get along with all sorts of dangerous people, and at least have the minimum strength to protect yourself. Otherwise, I guarantee that what happened today will continue to happen one after another.

Here, take this and wipe it clean; some dirt is about to drip down.

After saying that, Zhang Cheng took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over.

Following his amused gaze, Tracy glanced down instinctively, then snatched the tissue and ran towards the corner of the warehouse, cursing through gritted teeth as she ran: "Bastard! You're a complete bastard and a pervert!"

"Pervert? I really don't know if I'm the pervert, or if your behavior just now was more perverted." Zhang Cheng deliberately shrugged, feigning innocence.

"Shut up! Don't say another word!" Tracy, embarrassed and angry, knew she was in the wrong and decisively ended the conversation.

About five or six minutes later, when the girl who had cleaned the unidentified liquid near her thigh came out, Richard, who had been frozen, was gone. To be precise, all the corpses and traces of the battle on the ground had been cleaned up, as if nothing had ever happened.

It goes without saying that the cleaners had just been here, erasing everything that might reveal the existence of the underground world.

Polman narrowed his eyes at the somewhat bewildered Tracy and suggested meaningfully, "Sir, since the demon worshippers have already set their sights on us, why don't you find an opportunity to lure them out and wipe them out in one fell swoop? You know, the council has always hated these guys. If you can cripple them, you can not only get a considerable bounty, but also gain the attention and appreciation of the higher-ups."

"Lure them out and wipe them all out? Are you sure you're not joking? My enemy is that demon who calls himself Boruen, not the entire Hell faction." Zhang Cheng rejected this seemingly tempting offer without hesitation.

He had no intention of making any rash moves before fully understanding this mysterious world hidden beneath the water's surface, much less provoke a massive force many times stronger than himself for petty gains.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight." Polman quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Zhang Cheng waved his hand dismissively: "No need to apologize. You're just an advisor. Feel free to offer any suggestions you deem profitable. I'm the one who makes the final decision. Okay, let's not talk about that now. Tell me, what should we do next?"

“Of course, we’re going to see the prophetic witch Anthea. She has an unparalleled network of connections and influence in the New York underworld. If you can gain her favor and approval, you’ll soon be able to acquire a territory and become a lord. In addition, we need to meet with the lustful witch Catherine at the restaurant. Given the current situation, she is the most likely winner of the war game, and maintaining a friendly relationship will be most beneficial for you.” Polman quickly gave a rundown of today’s schedule.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get going. I want to be home before midnight. Oh, and by the way, bring Tracy along too. I'm planning to do a little experiment on her."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng got into the beautiful sports car outside the warehouse without looking back. He had a feeling that something interesting might happen during their upcoming meeting.

“As you wish, sir.” Polman bowed with one hand on his chest. “Also, please give me a little time. I need to deal with those annoying cops. After all, we committed over a dozen federal felonies on our way here, including speeding, driving on the wrong side of the road, and arrest. If we don’t clean them up, it will cause a lot of trouble later.”

"Got it, hurry back." Zhang Cheng had obviously noticed the police car rapidly approaching in the distance, and waved lightly.

In the past, he would have been very nervous to see so many police cars, but now he just felt that they were annoying flies and posed no threat at all.

If Polman uses his ability to modify and delete memories, he can make these guys turn around and leave in ten minutes at most.

In fact, things unfolded much as Zhang Cheng had predicted. In less than five minutes, the lawyer had settled everything and drove off.

Although the sun was slowly setting below the horizon, for many residents of the underground world, the day was just beginning...

Chapter 0271 Witches and Banshees

At night, in the basement bar of Catherine's Kiss restaurant, countless eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman sitting alone at the bar, drinking.

She was so beautiful that even the vampires felt their hearts, which had been shrouded in darkness and cold, begin to beat again, and a fiery desire quickly rose within them.

So far, however, no one has dared to approach them or do anything impolite.

Because in the underworld, any unusual attraction implies some powerful ability, and those who cannot control their subconscious impulses usually don't live long.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

For example, Paul, who often bullies and extorts newcomers, is an idiot who doesn't think things through.

Despite having recently been severely punished by Zhang Cheng, almost losing his life, he showed no remorse. Showing off his C-cup-sized pectoral muscles, he casually sat down next to her, grinning and teasing, "Hey! Little girl! You're absolutely gorgeous! If you don't mind, could you tell me your name?"

"Oh? You want to know my name?" The beautiful woman turned her head, a graceful smile curving her lips.

“Yes! Instead of sitting here drinking alone, why don’t you talk to me? Maybe we can find some common ground?” As he spoke, Paul placed his left hand on the other man’s thigh, which was covered by black stockings, and gently rubbed it, with a lewd smile on his face.

"Hahaha! Interesting guy! You know, about twenty-five years ago, if I just gave my name in New York, all the men within a kilometer radius would run away. Are you sure you won't be one of them?" The woman reached out and scratched the other person's chin, seemingly not minding at all that someone was taking advantage of her.

Under this suggestive gesture, Paul felt his heart race, and all the blood rushed to the two most important parts of his body: his brain and his lower body, which was swelling to the point of bursting.

Completely unaware of the impending danger, he impatiently replied, "No! My dear! I'd rather die than run away! How about we find a secluded place and get to know each other better?"

Seeing the other party's eager reaction, the woman's smile widened, and she nodded without hesitation: "No problem! But there's no need to go to so much trouble, just leave it here."

"What?!" Paul instinctively turned around and glanced at the crowded bar, muttering to himself, "My God! In front of so many people? That's a bit too exciting..."

"What, are you scared? Don't worry, it won't last long. I promise you'll soon experience ultimate pleasure." With that, the woman forcefully pushed the black man's strong chest, pinning him to the bar and pressing her entire body against him.

"Oh my God! I'm already feeling the ultimate pleasure! Come on!" Paul felt completely unable to think, his mind filled with only one thought: to become the captive of the beautiful woman before him.

"Well then, here I come, delicious little snacks." A flash of silver light appeared in the woman's pupils.

next second...

Poor Paul felt an indescribable suction force!

His pride and joy—his strength, stamina, and regenerative abilities—were all drained away by this terrifying power, leaving only physical pleasure, much like the hallucinations that occur when one is on the verge of death.

Just when he thought he was doomed, a stern voice suddenly echoed in the bar.

"Patty! Stop right now! I think I warned you before that you're not allowed to hunt on my territory! And when did you get back?"

Lord Catherine, who rarely showed herself, slowly emerged from the back passage. Her eyes, constantly emitting a purple light, proved that this witch was in a state of battle readiness, ready to crush her enemies at any moment with her powerful psychic abilities.

However, Patty didn't seem to be intimidated. She licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, jumped off Paul, and replied with a smile, "Sorry, I just got back today and met an interesting young wizard. The magic he exuded made me very excited, and since this guy provoked me, I just couldn't resist."

"A young wizard? You're not referring to Zhang, are you? I'm warning you, don't touch him. His potential and value far exceed your imagination," Catherine warned sternly.

"Go touch him? No, no, no, my dear sister, I think you've misunderstood something. He's already a Theta-level ability user, and a versatile wizard at that. How confident do you think I am in being able to take him down directly?" Patty asked in a self-deprecating tone.

"What?! Are you sure he's a Theta-level?" Catherine's expression changed slightly, and she turned to exchange a glance with her servant and assistant, Kars.

The latter hesitated for a moment, then whispered in the former's ear, "Didn't Zhang mention before that he was affected by a magical accident and couldn't cast spells for a long time? Maybe his strength didn't suddenly increase, but simply returned to normal."

Catherine nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and asked, "What brings you to me today? Revenge? Or do you want to reclaim your territory and title?"

“I want both! I’ll never forget how that bastard Miles treated me. He has to pay for his actions, in blood. I heard he’s dying, so how about I give him a big surprise before he dies?”

As Patty spoke these words, his eyes revealed undisguised bloodlust and hatred.

Aside from blood and death, she couldn't think of anything else that could calm her restless heart.