Spellcasting Gods

Moreover, he himself was also looking forward to whether he could truly cultivate a perfect creation that perfectly combines technology and magic if he taught all his magical knowledge to artificial intelligence and combined it with the power of creation.

Like many scientists and mages with extraordinary talent, he eventually set his sights on creating a perfect being.

Remember, destruction is always the easiest thing to do!

Even destroying a planet or a world cannot truly reflect a person's actual level of knowledge and technology.

But creation is different!

Creation is a complex and meticulous process!

Especially when it comes to creating life, even the slightest flaw in the theory and process will be magnified dozens or even hundreds of times!

Unless one lacks such ability, no one can resist the temptation to create a life with their own hands.

That unparalleled sense of accomplishment is something that those who haven't experienced it firsthand will never understand.

Just as Zhang Cheng was pondering what kind of life form he should create, the vintage car finally drove into a tall castle located somewhere in North America.

After the car came to a complete stop, a middle-aged woman dressed in a black and white maid outfit opened the car door, bowed, and gestured for the driver to enter: "Mr. Zhang, welcome to Cheryl Castle. Please follow me; Lord Virgil has been waiting for you for some time."

"Lead the way."

"Please come this way!"

Led by an unknown maid, the two quickly passed through a garden filled with magical plants and soon arrived at a quaint study in the style of the seventeenth century.

Virgil, who was sitting in a wooden chair at the moment, immediately stood up and greeted the guest with a smile upon his arrival: "Good afternoon, member of the North American Supreme Council and the world's youngest alchemist. First of all, please allow me, on behalf of the Marcus family, to thank you for your help at this critical moment."

"You're welcome! After all, you paid the price." Zhang Cheng shrugged indifferently.

Judging from the old fox's current perfectly healthy physical condition, it was probably either he had received magical healing or he had drunk some kind of magical potion.

"Heh! A price is a price, and gratitude is gratitude; they cannot be confused. Here, take a look; this is the explanation I promised you." With that, Virgil handed over a piece of parchment covered in tiny writing.

Zhang Cheng took the document and glanced at it. He discovered that this magically powerful inheritance list only granted the Marcus family members listed on the paper the right to inherit the entire family's wealth. Otherwise, they would be cursed. The name that originally belonged to Anthony had been crossed out and replaced by another guy named Karen.

After figuring this out, he casually returned the parchment and asked with a smile, "You've revoked your most beloved son's right to inheritance?"

Without hesitation, Virgil replied, “That’s right! Anthony made a mistake, a huge mistake that a proper heir should never make. After he recovers from his injuries, I will send him to Canada to manage some businesses there, and he will never appear before you again. Of course, if you are still not satisfied, I will order his execution.”

“No, no need.” Zhang Cheng shook his head gently. “It was just a small conflict between us, not enough to make a father kill his own son. You might not believe it, but not long ago I went through a period of extreme madness, often doing things rashly for trivial reasons. Anthony was just unlucky enough to be caught in the crossfire.”

"Driven mad?" Virgil's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity.

"Yes! I mean true madness! A mind filled with killing, destruction, and brutality! You don't even need to close your eyes to hear countless cries of pain and despair, and apocalyptic scenes constantly flash before your eyes. But interestingly, all of this doesn't cause you pain; instead, it's like the most beautiful and moving music and melody in the world. Of course, it's difficult to describe precisely with words alone, so let me let you experience it a little..."

As the last word slipped out!

Without warning, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of blood from the dragon's body from his magic pouch, uncorked it, and muttered a broken incantation.

moment!

All the dragon blood surged forward!

It surged directly into Virgil's body!

In just a few seconds, he felt all sorts of terrifying thoughts flooding his mind, and a seductive voice kept whispering and bewitching him!

Gradually...

He lost himself, lost his reason, and was left with only one thought—killing and destruction!

Chapter 0573 Treasure Room

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Virgil's eyes had turned blood red, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably. His magical energy surged continuously, as if he would lose control at any moment and rush out to kill everyone in the ancient castle.

Just as his last thread of reason was about to snap, he suddenly heard a soft snap in his ear.

moment!

All the madness, the urge to kill, and the whispers that echoed in my mind vanished!

"How do you feel?" Zhang Cheng asked with a half-smile.

"What...what did you do to me?" Virgil took a deep breath, his eyes revealing intense fear and vigilance.

He simply couldn't believe what would have happened to his family if he had really lost control just now and become a slave to killing and destruction.

Is it falling apart and heading towards decline?

Or were they simply slaughtered to death?

The thought of his home littered with corpses sent chills down the old fox's spine.

Zhang Cheng collected the remaining dragon blood from the bottle and replied with a smile, "It's simple! I let you experience the state I was in not long ago. You know, the saddest thing in this world is the inability to communicate and understand each other, resulting in a devastating disaster. I believe that after experiencing the feeling of being immersed in destruction and slaughter, you can understand my extreme actions in certain situations, right?"

“Of course! I completely understand! Anthony’s fate was his own fault, and he has no one to blame but himself. I assure you, the Marcus family will not hold a grudge because of this. On the contrary, I believe we can have a better collaboration.” Virgil glanced at the dragon blood radiating intense magical energy and cautiously suggested.

"Oh? Tell me, what kind of cooperation is it?" Zhang Cheng raised his head with great interest.

"In many ways!"

First of all, as the oldest magical family in North America, the Marcus family has preserved many incredible alchemical recipes, and you happen to be an alchemy master. If we join forces, we can completely monopolize the entire potion market.

Secondly, as a newly appointed member of the Supreme Council, you must be lacking in trustworthy and capable assistants. The Marcus family can provide you with a list to choose from.

Finally, and most importantly, you possess power, and the Marcus family possesses influence. Once we join forces, within a decade or two, the position of Chairman of the Supreme Council will surely belong to you.

Imagine, you will be the supreme ruler of North America, with both the underworld and the world of ordinary people bowing at your feet.

Virgil's tone was highly inflammatory.

It's clear that he genuinely desires cooperation and is willing to sacrifice a son in exchange for a more glorious future for the family.

"Heh, that sounds interesting. But the question is, what price do I have to pay?"

Having lived in an environment rife with conspiracies and intrigues for so long, Zhang Chengcai doesn't believe in the existence of a free lunch.

Especially in such ancient families that prioritize profit, every decision and choice is driven by strong motives and purposes.

"No, you don't need to pay the price; we are the ones who will. All you need to do is wait for me to die and protect the Marcus family for ten years, ensuring that my other son, Karen, can smoothly take over everything." Virgil calmly stated his terms.

He was undoubtedly well aware that his life was coming to an end, and he feared that something might happen during the power transition.

But if there is an alchemy master supporting them, those guys who are lurking in the shadows will not dare to make any rash moves.

"Okay!" Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then immediately nodded in agreement.

For him, it was just a small favor, and he could get a lot of interesting alchemy recipes in return, making it a sure-fire deal.

In addition, he was quite interested in the knowledge and technology preserved by this ancient family, and perhaps he could even gain inspiration from it.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Virgil breathed a sigh of relief, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly: "Thank you very much! I swear, you will not regret your decision. Now please come with me, I will take you to visit the family treasury, and we can pick out a couple of magical items while we're at it."

After saying that, he turned around and put his hand in the mouth of a monster statue.

next second...

Rumble!

One wall of the study trembled violently before slowly sinking into the ground, revealing a narrow tunnel leading underground.

The two of them went in one after the other, and after about seven or eight minutes, they finally arrived at a huge underground storage room.

On the ancient stone platforms and tables on both sides, all sorts of strange and wonderful things were densely packed together, including medieval knights' armor and weapons, as well as human organs preserved in glass bottles, totaling thousands of items.

Several emitted intense magical light, so intense it was almost blinding.

"It's truly magnificent! I'm sure it took a lot of time and effort to collect so many magical items," Zhang Cheng exclaimed, picking up a pair of gloves made of some kind of animal leather.

Through magical identification, he knew that this thing was made of dragon skin and its purpose was to grant the wearer a certain degree of fire resistance and strength comparable to that of a giant.

Even in the Forgotten Realms, where magical items are relatively abundant, it would be worth at least tens of thousands of gold coins, making it a truly high-level magical equipment.

“Yes! Every single item here is the result of the painstaking efforts of successive family heads. I originally thought I would never have the chance to add another item to this treasure room, but now I can proudly say that the treasures I collected are the most valuable in the entire room…”

As he uttered the last word, Virgil opened the safe he was carrying, took out the uneven dragon egg, and his aged face was filled with fascination and pride.

"Do you need me to help you incubate it?" Zhang Cheng asked casually.

"Of course! Please do help!" Virgil bowed deeply.

The reason he took out the dragon egg at this moment was to take advantage of the harmonious atmosphere and get the young man in front of him to incubate it.

"You're welcome! Just like I've told all the successful bidders for the dragon eggs, this is an after-sales service."

A barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes as he reached out and lightly tapped the eggshell with his finger.

In less than a minute, the baby dragon inside broke through the cartridge case, crawled out shakily, and let out a bright and piercing cry.

"Oh my god! It's so beautiful! Do I need to name it?"

Virgil was clearly captivated by the tiny figure of the fledgling dragon, and even his voice began to tremble slightly.

"No! No need! It's a purebred black dragon! It has had its own name since the moment it was born! Once it's a little older and learns to speak human language, it will tell you itself. Of course, if you don't mind the trouble, you can give it a temporary name for now..."

Chapter 0574 On Women

As the saying goes, humans are a very peculiar species. When we have many things, we don't think they're a big deal, but once we lose them, we cherish them immensely, and sometimes we feel unbearable pain.

That's how emotions are!

Dragons are the same!

According to parliamentary records, more than 2,500 years ago, there were thousands of giant dragons of various colors in the world.

But only about five hundred years later, powerful wizards joined forces to launch a frenzied hunt and enslavement, which inevitably led to the extinction of these powerful creatures.

After the last dragon died, the entire underworld was astonished to discover that all the powerful potions and magical artifacts they had painstakingly researched, which required a part of a dragon's body, had become meaningless.

Because there are no more dragons to provide dragon blood, dragon tendons, dragon scales, dragon bones...

As a result, over the next two thousand years, not only dragon blood, which was completely extinct, but even the skeletons of giant dragons unearthed from the ground became objects of fierce competition among countless people.

However, Zhang Cheng has now brought back live dragon eggs from the world of Azeroth and successfully hatched twenty young dragons, causing the underworld to boil over.

Even a long and distinguished family like Marcus couldn't resist holding a grand banquet to welcome the new family member.

That's right!

Virgil didn't treat the baby dragon as a pet or anything else. Instead, he gave it a surname, treated it as part of the family, and gave it all the privileges of a direct descendant. He even assigned it two personal servants to ensure it could grow up smoothly. The meticulous care he gave it was even more precious than that of a biological son.