Spellcasting Gods

I don't know if it's because of his personality, but he has never really liked those overly familiar people who always call each other "brother" or "friend".

The white man smiled awkwardly and introduced himself: “My name is Chester Barsham. You may never have heard of me, but my family holds a certain amount of stock in the six major Hollywood film studios and most mainstream media. Since my grandfather’s generation, they have been helping Congress control public opinion and ensuring that the underworld never appears in the sight of ordinary people.”

"So you're a billionaire?" Elizabeth stared wide-eyed with curiosity.

“That’s right! But here, the dollar obviously doesn’t have much purchasing power.” The white man who identified himself as Chester Barsham looked helpless.

What is the most painful thing for a billionaire?

Of course, you can't buy what you want even if you have the money.

Given the production volume and rarity of the gold dinar, even with unlimited purchases in US dollars, it would be impossible to acquire many.

Looking at this guy who seemed a bit worried, Zhang Cheng suddenly asked, "Tell me, how many gold dinars do you have, and what kind of things do you plan to buy?"

"I only have three hundred and fifty coins. I mainly plan to buy some magical items that can cure cancer or prolong life." Chester Barsham didn't try to hide anything and openly stated his purpose for boarding the cruise ship.

He went to great lengths to get the invitation, using up almost all his connections.

"You have a terminal illness?"

Zhang Cheng squinted and looked the other person up and down, but couldn't detect any lesions on their body.

Chester Barsham quickly waved his hand: "No, it's not me, it's my three-year-old son. He has pediatric non-Hodgkin's lymphoma, which is in its late stage and has spread. Science can no longer save him. As his father, the only thing I can do now is to seek a last glimmer of hope from the supernatural."

“Poor thing! Darling, can you help this child?” Elizabeth, being relatively sentimental, began to feel compassion and looked at her boyfriend with expectant eyes.

“Alright, just this once. Give me all the gold dinars you have on you, and then take this.” With that, Zhang Cheng took a small bottle of potion emitting a green glow from his pocket and stuffed it into the other person’s hand.

"Can this really cure lymphoma?" Chester Barsham carefully held the vial in his hands, his whole body trembling slightly involuntarily.

"Yes! To be precise, it can cure all diseases, curses, poisons, and negative magical effects. A nourishing potion, you deserve to have it." Zhang Cheng smiled and gave a forced advertisement for the potion he had concocted.

"Please wait a moment! I'll be right back!"

Chester Barsham's mind was clearly no longer on the auction; he quickly grabbed the potion and rushed out.

Watching the anxious father disappear down the corridor, Zhang Cheng shrugged and continued to focus on the new items that had just been put up for sale on the counter.

Unfortunately, today's first auction was clearly designed to fool ordinary people who don't know much about these things. More than 80% of the items were not very useful and were overpriced. Only an enchanted flintlock gun from the 17th century was decent, but it was too troublesome to load and was eventually bought by an elderly Jewish man for eighty gold dinars.

After the first auction ended, the two quickly left the venue and headed to the restaurant on the third floor to grab a bite to eat before heading to the casino on the second floor to try their luck.

As a luxury cruise ship, the entertainment facilities here are quite comprehensive, including a mini-golf course and a large indoor swimming pool. Even if it's snowing outside, guests inside can continue to enjoy top-notch service.

With two days left until the grand finale auction, and not many people around, it's the perfect opportunity to have some fun.

But just as the young couple sat down at the restaurant and before they had even finished looking at the menu, another uninvited guest appeared.

"Good afternoon, wizard from the East. My name is Anthony Marcus. I wonder if you could spare some time to have lunch with me?"

“Marcus?” Zhang Cheng looked up and glanced at the other person, a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashing in his pupils.

Because this guy with the slicked-back hair was rudely blocking the way between him and Elizabeth, as if the girl were invisible and didn't exist at all, and his condescending attitude was very uncomfortable.

“That’s right! My family and I are descendants of Rudolf the Grim Reaper, the second leader of the North American Supreme Council.” Anthony was clearly unaware that he had made a huge mistake and nodded with a proud expression.

He believed that no one in North America could refuse his and the Marcus family's invitation.

"Sorry, not interested. Besides, you're blocking my girlfriend's way." Zhang Cheng dismissed him without hesitation.

Anthony clearly hadn't expected this, and his tone immediately hardened: "Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

"three!"

A cold number popped out of Zhang Cheng's mouth.

"What do you mean?"

"two!"

Are you threatening me?

"one!"

……

As he uttered the last word, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

boom!

Anthony's entire body suddenly exploded without warning!

Blood, bits of flesh, and entrails splattered everywhere!

Not only was Elizabeth stunned, but the other diners around her were also stunned.

They simply couldn't believe that someone in the world would actually kill someone on the Supreme Council's ship, and that the person killed was a direct member of the Marcus family!

Chapter 0557 You Messed Up

Just as everyone was still reeling from the shock of those few short seconds!

The blood, flesh, entrails, and bones scattered on the ground seemed to be in a state of reverse time, and in the blink of an eye, they were pieced back to their state before the explosion.

Anthony, who had come back from the dead, stood there in disbelief, completely unable to believe that his opponent had killed him without hesitation! Killed the direct heir of the Marcus family!

Looking at this completely dazed idiot, Zhang Cheng curled his lip contemptuously and said to the girl across the table, "Honey, did you see that? This is the real substitute doll. If it were that one from the auction earlier, it would have turned into a pile of trash along with him long ago."

“Um… I don’t think this is the right time to talk about this.” Elizabeth tried to calm her wildly beating heart, then pointed to the unfortunate guy who had just been blown to pieces.

Although she didn't quite understand what had just happened, one thing was certain: this guy's attitude had angered her dangerous boyfriend.

"You mean... kill him again?" Zhang Cheng asked, somewhat uncertainly.

Before Elizabeth could respond, Lavern walked up from behind and stopped her with a serious expression, saying, "Enough! Do you want to start a war with the Marcus family?"

"Why not? Maybe if we wipe out all these nasty bugs, the underworld will become more exciting." Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, making no attempt to hide the madness and murderous intent in his heart.

"Calm down! I don't doubt you can do it, but the problem is it's not worth it. Besides, Anthony definitely didn't mean to provoke you, I assure you." Lavern undoubtedly felt the approaching deathly aura and took the initiative to act as a peacemaker.

Although Zhang Cheng was very pleased to have ruthlessly humiliated the Marcus family, slaughtering an ancient family that had been rooted in North America for hundreds of years was another matter entirely.

The wars in the underworld are not like those in the ordinary world, where you can fight whenever you want, negotiate when you can't win, and surrender when you can't reach an agreement. There's no shame or integrity involved.

On the contrary, once a war in the underworld begins, it will inevitably end with the complete annihilation of one side.

No negotiation!

No surrender!

All that remained was merciless slaughter!

Once you kill the last surviving member of the opposing team, the war will naturally end!

Zhang Cheng stroked his chin and pondered for a few seconds, then quickly revealed a playful smile: "I need compensation!"

“Okay!” Lavern agreed without hesitation.

“Very good! I expect to see enough gold dinars when the auction begins this afternoon. Now, you can take this fool away. Remember, never let him appear before me, nor the trash of the Marcus family.”

After saying this, Zhang Cheng ignored the two of them and picked up the menu to discuss with Elizabeth what to eat for lunch.

Seeing that he had no intention of pursuing her further, Lavern breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly pulled the wooden-like Anthony away from the restaurant, back to their own luxurious room.

As soon as the door closed, Anthony couldn't help but shout, "Fuck! Who does that Easterner think he is? How dare he treat me like that! To the great Marcus..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, Lavern swung his arm and slapped him hard across the face, roaring with a dark expression, "Shut up! Is this what you call a good talk? Do you know how much trouble you almost got into? Your family almost perished because of you!"

"Wh...what?"

Anthony was completely stunned. His eyes widened as he desperately tried to understand why he was being treated so brutally when he was clearly not in the wrong.

"Remember what happened in the Fragment World not long ago? It was all Zhang's doing! He has enough power to destroy a world!" Lavern said with a cold laugh, revealing the truth he had been covering up.

Upon hearing this news, Anthony shuddered and muttered to himself, somewhat bewildered, "But I don't understand! Why is he suddenly so neurotic about wanting to kill me? What did I do to offend him?"

"Idiot! Remember that girl you ignored? She's a descendant of the witch Catherine! Think about it, what was Catherine's favorite thing to do?"

"Damn it! It's desire! They crave to possess each other!" Anthony wasn't a fool after all, and he immediately realized the enormous mistake he had made.

“Good to know! I warned you before, he’s not the kind of person to be approached, and he doesn’t hesitate to kill, but you still ruined everything because of your arrogance. Now get out, go back to your father, and never come back to New York. As for the compensation, I’ll deduct it from the funds you brought.” With that, Lavern waved his hand impatiently.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Anthony bowed deeply and quickly turned to leave the room.

Although he was filled with anger and intense humiliation, which was like a venomous snake constantly eating away at his remaining rationality, he dared not take any childish revenge.

Because someone capable of destroying the fragmented world can also be capable of uprooting the Marcus family.

Often, political influence cannot be fully translated into power, especially when the enemy possesses overwhelming strength.

strength!

It has always been the sole standard by which the underworld measures the relationships between people and between forces!

As Anthony's footsteps faded into the distance, Faust, who had been hiding on the other side of the mirror, immediately crawled over and asked with a mocking expression, "My dear old friend! Why don't we join forces with our little ally and take down the Marcus family directly? Don't tell me you're afraid of anything. If the three of us team up, even if the entire North American Supreme Council were to mobilize, we might not be able to gain any advantage."

“No! Now is not the time!” Lavern shook his head without hesitation.

“Alright! North America is your territory, you call the shots. But speaking of our little ally, don’t you think his recent behavior is a bit strange? If I remember correctly, he used to be like a tightly wound clock, trying his best to become stronger, but lately he seems to have become lax.” Faust picked up his wine glass, poured himself a drink, and hinted without turning his head.

"Don't forget, he's only in his twenties and already a master alchemist, not to mention the powerful demon sealed in his eyes. It's not strange that he's relaxing a bit and enjoying life. Think about what we were doing when we were twenty?" Lavern shrugged dismissively.

"Okay, maybe I'm just overthinking it. Remember, according to the timeline, the Golden City will reopen in about a year, and I don't want to miss it."

"Don't worry, I don't want to miss it either."

"To break the limits of mortal beings!"

"To become one of the gods!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

……

Chapter 0558 New Collaborators

As the controversy surrounding the restaurant explosion gradually subsided, the second auction began on time at 2 PM.

This time, the auctioneer didn't try to fool people with random junk; instead, he brought out several truly valuable items.