Spellcasting Gods

Late at night, in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Queens, New York, an elderly woman who looked to be in her seventies or eighties was wearing glasses and carefully unscrewing a vial of medicine, pouring a drop of violet liquid onto a flawless diamond.

moment!

This diamond emits a dazzling, intense light!

It lasted for a full minute before slowly dimming!

"Mom! How is it?" Venus, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly asked.

“My silly daughter! Didn’t you see how bright the light was just now? Without a doubt, this is a high-grade magic potion, even more powerful than the potent potions concocted by Master Gitson.” The old woman took off her glasses and gave a meaningful assessment.

In fact, she was initially adamant that she could not believe that a young man in his early twenties could become one of the few alchemy masters, but after testing the potion called the potent arcane potion, she could not help but believe it.

After all, in the underworld, the creation of any new drug will spread rapidly within the community, and it won't be long before everyone knows who the inventor is.

Especially high-grade potions, which only alchemy masters can create, making them impossible to impersonate or counterfeit.

However, the potent arcane potion currently on the table is clearly not any known high-level potion, nor has any alchemist announced that they have invented a new potion.

This means that someone invented it from scratch!

The old woman's wrinkled face lit up with satisfaction at the thought that her daughter had managed to get close to a young alchemist so soon: "You've done a wonderful job! Much better than I expected! Tell me, how much do you know about him?"

Venus pondered for a moment, then quickly shook her head with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Mother, I don't actually know much about him. I only know that he seems to possess a magical knowledge system that is completely different from the Wizarding Association, and he has the ability to manipulate the flow of time. Even the Great Wizards have shown strong apprehension towards him."

"No! I'm not asking about his strength! I'm asking about his habits! Preferences! Personality! You have to understand, for alchemy masters, strength is no longer important. Their magical hands are the most powerful weapons in the world." The old woman rolled her eyes at her daughter, annoyed.

"Hehe! I think that as a young man, there are only a few things he likes, and beautiful women are definitely one of them," Adam chimed in.

“Fool! Don’t imagine everyone is yourself!” Venus scolded her brother mercilessly, then frowned and pondered, “As far as I know, apart from having some interest in ancient knowledge, he has almost no strong hobbies. He doesn’t smoke, drink, or take drugs. He seems to have a younger girlfriend, but I’m not sure how close they are.”

“Don’t rush, take your time. Everyone has their own weaknesses and quirks, even alchemists are no exception.” With that, the old woman turned to look at her youngest son. “Adam, don’t go out and fool around during this time. Help your sister complete this arduous task.”

"Understood!" The young man, contrary to his usual behavior, did not try to bargain and agreed directly.

"What about these high-grade potions? He asked me to help promote them!" Venus seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly frowned as she asked.

"It's simple! Just don't tell them who made this potion. Think about it, before the truth is revealed, how many people would believe that a young man in his early twenties could be a master alchemist?" The old woman offered a perfect solution with a half-smile.

……

Meanwhile, on the huge cruise ship docked in New York Harbor, Lavern was also waiting for one of his men to test several new drugs that had just been delivered.

After a good ten minutes, the appraiser, a man in his fifties with meticulously combed hair, excitedly reported, "Sir! You probably won't believe it! These are all high-grade magic potions!"

"What? All of them!" Lavern turned around and glanced at the hundreds of potion bottles densely packed inside the safe, his face showing utter astonishment.

These medicines were all sent to the ship by Zhang Cheng six or seven hours ago. It is said that he took advantage of the short break in the afternoon to prepare them, intending to exchange them for some gold dinars.

He simply couldn't understand how a young man who was just a beginner in alchemy not long ago could have become a true master of alchemy so quickly.

“That’s right! Sir! They’re all of them! From boosting strength, agility, and vitality, to significantly replenishing magic power, healing serious injuries, and increasing magical power, almost everything is available. Most importantly, each one is appearing for the first time.” The appraiser introduced them one by one.

"Very good! Put them away and store them in the warehouse! Also, notify the person in charge of the auction order to place these potions at the front."

After giving the order, Lavern quickly returned to his luxurious room and gently tapped an old bronze mirror.

Soon, faint ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, and a figure walked straight through, casually sat down on the sofa, picked up an apple, took a bite, and asked with a half-smile, "What exactly happened? It actually made you activate emergency contact!"

He was none other than Faust, who had recently signed an alliance with Zhang Cheng.

Lavern unscrewed a bottle of whiskey, poured half a glass for his old friend, and explained without turning his head, "Something unexpected happened! To be precise, our little friend gave us a huge surprise."

"surprise?"

"Yes! He just sent over a batch of potions! After inspection, they are all high-grade magical potions, and each one is newly invented. I believe you know best what this means, don't you?"

"An alchemist! He actually became an alchemist?" Faust tilted his head back and finished the wine in his cup, a look of shock appearing on his pale face.

No one knew better than him, a necromancer, how difficult it was to become an alchemist.

It requires not only a profound understanding of the wide variety of substances, but also an understanding of the relationship between the mutual transformation of matter and energy, as well as the deeper levels of life and soul.

The last one, in particular, often requires time to hone and personal experience.

"I'm not entirely sure yet, but I believe it's true. Also, I'll personally confirm it after the auction starts following Christmas. What we need to discuss now is how to ensure a master alchemist continues to work closely with us. I'm a little worried that he might succumb to temptation and be lured away by their influence. The Marcus family is already preparing to make their move."

"Marcus? Hmph! A bunch of fools obsessed with the glory of their ancestors! Don't worry, I've left behind a very useful pawn. If things really come to that, then let the Marcus family disappear from the world..."

Chapter 555 Peripheral Auction (Part 1)

On December 25th, Christmas, the most important holiday of the year in the entire Western world, finally arrived.

Although most of the inhabitants of the underworld strongly resent Jesus, the fraudster controlled by the forces of Heaven, with the rise of the internet age and the rampant spread of various popular cultures, many young people are still willing to relax on this day.

For them, the origin of the festival is not important at all; what matters is that they can take this opportunity to revel without restraint and receive gifts from friends and elders.

Sure enough, early in the morning, Elizabeth sat under the huge Christmas tree with great enthusiasm, patiently unpacking the large number of packages that had been delivered the night before.

Some of them were sent by the domineering mother as a reward for her adopted son's outstanding performance in the second half of the year, while others were sent by relatives and friends. There were at least a hundred of them.

Zhang Cheng had no interest in these things that could be categorized as miscellaneous items. He simply bent down and kissed his girlfriend as he passed by, asking with a smile, "How have you been feeling these past two days? Any signs of your bloodline awakening?"

"Not yet." Elizabeth shook her head regretfully.

Although the two had completed their first ritual on the night of the full moon a few days earlier, as required by the Book of Witches.

But for some reason, she never showed any signs of her bloodline awakening.

Normally, since the witch of desire, Catherine, would choose her as her new body, her talent should be quite good.

"Don't worry, maybe your potential is just higher. You'll awaken after absorbing it a few more times," Zhang Cheng whispered comfortingly in his girlfriend's ear.

To be honest, he didn't care whether the girl in his arms had superpowers or not; he was simply enjoying the dual satisfaction she brought him, both physically and emotionally.

Kane was right. The power that Catherine possessed was so great that even though she was dead, as long as the desire remained, that feeling would never disappear.

Of course, psychic abilities can suppress emotions and keep the brain in a state of absolute rationality to resist desires, but Zhang Cheng did not want to do so because he had been to the Mind Flayer City and knew how morbid and boring a creature that was in a state of absolute rationality for a long time was.

"Ha! Maybe you haven't tried hard enough! We should take advantage of this time to learn more!" Elizabeth suddenly rolled over, pinning her boyfriend beneath her, her tone full of provocation.

"Stop fooling around! Get up and change your clothes, we're going to an auction in North America today." Zhang Cheng chuckled and patted the other person's firm, fleshy buttocks.

"Today?" Elizabeth paused slightly, slightly taken aback. "Didn't you say it would be held after Christmas?"

“That’s right, it starts after Christmas, but that refers to the main items. Starting today, we’ll be auctioning off some interesting trinkets one after another. I’m planning to go check it out. Anyway, staying at home is boring, so I might as well go and join in the fun.” Zhang Cheng explained while admiring the girl’s beautiful figure.

"Okay, I'll go rummage through my closet and find a pretty evening gown."

After saying that, Elizabeth jumped up and ran upstairs to her own room.

Since inheriting tens of millions of dollars from Catherine, she could barely be considered a moderately wealthy woman, and like most women, she bought a lot of random clothes and shoes.

Apart from a small portion used for aphrodisiac purposes in bed, most of the rest were only worn once or twice before being shelved.

As a man with some experience, Zhang Cheng was well aware of how fast women, especially beautiful women, could change clothes and put on makeup. He calmly finished the breakfast prepared by his invisible servant before changing into a suit and sitting in the living room to wait patiently.

As expected, he waited for a full hour and a half before Elizabeth came down the stairs in a stunning purple dress.

"Honey, what do you think of my outfit?"

“Fantastic! I swear, you will be the most beautiful woman at the entire auction.” Zhang Cheng complimented without hesitation.

He knew that if he hesitated even slightly, the other party would immediately notice and go back upstairs to change clothes for another hour.

"You smooth talker!" Elizabeth gave him a charmingly disdainful look, then swaggered out of the villa, arm in arm with her boyfriend, and disappeared down the road in a black, extended Lincoln.

To prevent ordinary people from sneaking onto the cruise ship, the Supreme Council specially provided a car and driver for each qualified participant, who only needed to make a phone call in advance.

After driving through the snow-covered streets of New York, the car slowly drove directly into the massive interior of the cruise ship.

Lauren, the King of Shadows who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward, placed one hand on her chest, and bowed slightly: "Welcome, esteemed Mr. Congressman, and this beautiful lady."

"Thank you!" Elizabeth had never seen such a scene before and was clearly a little flustered.

"Relax, there's no need to be so tense." Zhang Cheng gently patted the girl's back, then smiled and said to Lavern's most trusted subordinate, "Take us to the auction site; I want to see if there's anything that interests me."

"Of course! Please follow me." Without saying a word, Lauren immediately stepped forward to lead the way.

This is no ordinary ship; it's a luxury cruise ship over 300 meters long and over 60 meters high, with nearly 1,500 staff members. If you don't know the way, you probably wouldn't be able to find the auction site for several hours.

After about three to five minutes, he led the two to a place that looked like a conference room. There was a tall stage in front of them, and below it were densely packed comfortable chairs. At a glance, there were already quite a few people sitting in the chairs, talking quietly.

Clearly, they are waiting for the first auction of the day to begin.

Lauren glanced at the empty seat in the front row marked with the Lavern logo and said directly to Zhang Cheng, "Sir, please take the host's seat. If you're too far back, some of the items will be hard to see."

"No problem! Please give my thanks to Congressman Laffern."

After saying this, Zhang Cheng unceremoniously took Elizabeth's hand and sat her in the VIP seat at the very front of the audience.

Many people behind them saw this scene and immediately burst into discussion, as if guessing who this young couple was, that the King of Shadows would personally receive them and seat them in the exclusive seat reserved for Laffern, a member of the North American Supreme Council.

Before they could reach a conclusion, an elderly man with white hair and beard slowly walked onto the podium, raised a small wooden mallet, and slammed it forcefully on the table. He then loudly announced, "The 2003 year-end auction is now officially beginning. Please remember, no matter who you are or where you come from, you must abide by the rules here. Anyone who dares to cause trouble or maliciously raise prices is challenging the authority of the Supreme Council and will be severely punished..."

Chapter 556 Peripheral Auction (Part 2)

"First, please see today's first auction item! A substitute doll made by a Voodoo priest from Haiti! It can protect its owner from a potentially fatal accident! Starting bid: five gold dinars!"

Five!

Six!

Eight!

Ten!

……

As soon as the first item was placed on the stage, the audience below began to raise their bids.

It's clear that most of the people vying for the most are ordinary people without any supernatural powers.

Some of them were billionaires who had long served the parliament, while others were members of gangs such as the Mafia. In short, they were all wealthy but knew little about the power structure of the underworld.

As the price continued to climb, Elizabeth finally couldn't help but lower her voice and ask, "Darling, aren't you going to offer a price? That's a lifesaver in a critical moment."

"Help? Heh, no, that thing can only withstand the power of bullets and bombs at most; it's completely powerless against real magic and curses. If you like, I can make dozens in half an hour." Zhang Cheng made no attempt to hide his contempt for the so-called "substitute dolls."

It might fetch a high price in places where magic is very rare, such as Westeros in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire; otherwise, it can only fool ordinary people who know nothing about magic.

"Oh? You know a lot about magical items?" A white man who looked to be in his early thirties, sitting in the back row, leaned over.

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.