Spellcasting Gods

It's important to know that Kazzak's status in the Legion is second only to Archimonde the Defiler and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver. Even the first lord of the Dreadlords would have to bow down in obedience.

"Oh? You received the same order too?" A hint of surprise appeared on Kazzak's ferocious face.

“That’s right! I need to pass through the Dark Gate immediately!” Zhang Cheng stated his purpose without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the Doomsday Lord immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to open the Dark Portal yet, at least not until I find an item with powerful magical abilities."

“No, you don’t understand what I mean. I don’t need a stable portal for a large army to enter and exit; I just need to tear open a small rift,” Zhang Cheng explained in a low voice.

“I understand! You want the exact coordinates of the connection point from me! I can give them to you! But you have to promise to activate the entire Dark Portal from the other side after we arrive in Draenor. A warlock as powerful as you shouldn’t find this difficult, right?” Kazzak grinned as he presented his terms.

“No problem! I guarantee that as soon as we gather enough people, we will immediately start activating the Dark Portal and let Illidan taste what happens to the traitorous Legion.”

After saying that, Zhang Cheng took the information about the Dark Portal connection point from the Doomsday Lord, turned around, and cast a teleportation spell, disappearing from the spot.

Kazzak was completely unaware that he had been deceived. The so-called Marotha was not an Eredar demon at all, but a human in disguise. His sleeping soul was being weakened continuously and would soon disappear completely...

Chapter 0617 The Dark Gate

After successfully deceiving Kazzak, Zhang Cheng quickly returned to the airship and headed directly towards the Dark Portal located at the southeasternmost tip of the Cursed Lands.

Although this area is still inhabited by many demons, it is ultimately no match for the demon army within the Rotting Scar.

After a brief barrage of magical attacks, about 70% of these unfortunate souls were dead, and their souls were all imprisoned in the Grimoire of Domination.

As for the rest, they all naturally vanished without a trace.

Although demons are irritable and ruthless, they are not stupid and know when to retreat and preserve their strength when faced with an invincible enemy.

Kuro Kerbal even transformed into a dragon, repeatedly grabbing fleeing demons and throwing them into the air to their deaths, finding amusement in doing so.

In any case, he was still a very young dragon, with the mentality of a rebellious teenager, who was very keen on destruction, killing and pranks.

Zhang Cheng paid no attention to these minor details. He stepped onto the massive steps alone, gazing at the surging green fel energy within. He chuckled and exclaimed, "Incredible technology! Even after so many years, the lives and souls of those dead Draenei are still providing a continuous source of energy."

"Hmph! A pathetic race!" Onyxia curled her lip in disdain.

“Pathetic? Hahahaha! No, no, no, you seem to have some misunderstanding about the Draenei.”

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard the Black Dragon Princess's assessment of the Draenei.

While laughing, he explained, "They are not pathetic at all!"

On the contrary, these celestial visitors with hooves and tails possess powerful magical techniques that you cannot comprehend; they are the true race blessed by energy.

do you know?

Almost every Draenei, upon reaching adulthood, can choose to merge with a certain energy.

If they choose arcane magic, they will become powerful mages;

If it is Holy Light, then one will become a Paladin or a Priest;

If it's fel energy, then one can become a warlock;

If it is elemental power, then one will become a shaman.

It was this innate talent that earned them the favor of the Dark Titan Sargeras, making them the managers and commanders of the entire Burning Legion.

In particular, the Draenei leader, the prophet Velen, wielded an unbelievably powerful Holy Light, capable of turning thousands of demons to ashes in an instant.

So please remain humble, dear princess, only in this way can you continuously learn all kinds of knowledge and make yourself stronger.

Pride and complacency are usually the beginning of failure and destruction!

"You mean to say that my failure and my originally tragic fate were actually caused by pride and complacency?" Onyxia asked with displeasure.

"Isn't that right? Think about it carefully. Did you ever consider the nobles and humans of Stormwind Kingdom as true enemies? No, you didn't. You merely saw them as objects to be deceived and manipulated at will, a group of lowly mortals. It was for this reason that you kidnapped Varian Wrynn, splitting his soul in two, attempting to control the entire kingdom by manipulating a puppet. Furthermore, those ridiculous weakening plans only fueled the army's resentment. You overlooked far too many details, which is why you failed so utterly..."

Zhang Cheng showed no mercy to the Black Dragon Princess, directly pointing out her reckless behavior.

In particular, banishing Reginald Windsor to Blackrock Depths for investigation was a complete blunder.

It's important to know that he's a true veteran, having served under Anduin Lothar, personally participated in the raid on Karazhan, and was also a close friend of Regent Bolvar Fordragon and Stormwind's Supreme Commander Marcus Jonathan.

Princess Black Dragon failed to send anyone to eliminate such an important figure who could turn the tide at crucial moments.

If it were any other ruthless leader with even a modicum of political acumen, they would not hesitate to kill him and then frame their own enemy.

After hearing the assessment of herself, Onyxia frowned subconsciously, and after a long while, she said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "I admit that I did underestimate them a bit. But the problem is, since the Bronze Dragons say that the entire timeline is already under their control, wouldn't I just suffer defeat no matter what I do?"

"Fate and time are wondrous things! I can tell you definitively that even the Bronze Dragonflight cannot truly control them. Power! Powerful enough! Like your father, Deathwing, who possessed enough power to shatter everything. Even Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, had to exert all his strength, even using artifacts he feared, to deal with him. Alright, enough of this small talk. I'm going to activate the Dark Portal now. Remember, once the Dark Portal opens, send the airship there immediately. I can't hold out for long."

As the last word escaped his lips, Zhang Cheng raised his supreme authority, concentrated his mind, and poured the surging evil energy within him into it, while simultaneously expanding the connection between the two worlds.

In just two or three minutes, the channel, which had shrunk to almost negligible size, rapidly expanded and eventually formed a relatively stable teleportation channel.

Through the blurry imagery, one could vaguely make out the magnificent staircase opposite, and the countless demon armies.

"Quick! Now!" Onyxia didn't hesitate at all, transforming into a giant dragon and flapping her wings to create a powerful airflow.

The goblins who were in charge of piloting the airship quickly adjusted their direction and slowly passed through, hugging the ground. The Black Dragon Princess and Kuro Kerba followed closely behind.

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to pass through, he suddenly heard an enraged roar from behind him: "You lowly mortal! How dare you deceive me! Deceive the great legion!"

He turned around and saw the massive body of Doom Lord Kazzak flying towards him at incredible speed, his eyes filled with burning fury.

"Oops! Looks like I've given myself away! But it's okay, I've already opened the Dark Portal anyway."

After muttering something to himself, Zhang Cheng bowed gracefully and teased, "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency the Lord of Doomsday. Please believe me, all of this is out of necessity. I have no intention of being an enemy of the Legion. Also, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I won't play cat and mouse with you today. Goodbye."

"No! You're not getting away!" Kazzak was clearly furious, and he raised his hand to fire a Shadow Arrow.

Before the Shadow Arrow could even get close, Zhang Cheng used Flash to pass through the Dark Portal, leaving behind only a meaningful smile...

Chapter 0618 The Shattered Outer Realm

“Cunning human! You will never escape the Legion’s pursuit! I swear! No matter where you hide, I will find you one day, and your soul will suffer the same torment as Ner'zhul…”

Seeing that the passage connecting the two worlds was getting smaller and smaller, clearly unable to accommodate his enormous body, Kazak finally stopped and issued a vicious threat.

He never dreamed that he would one day be fooled by ordinary people.

If this news were to reach the ears of other commanders in the Burning Legion, the Doom Lord's name would likely become a laughingstock.

"Is that so? Then let's wait and see." Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly, turned around, jumped onto the airship, and pointed south.

Without a word, the goblin captain in charge of controlling the course immediately changed course and plunged headlong into the chillingly distorted spacetime.

Once you cross this terrifying region filled with energy storms, you will reach Shadowmoon Valley, one of the most important areas of Outland, and also the location of Illidan's stronghold, the Black Temple.

Sensing the light and turbulent energy emanating from the distorted spacetime around her, Onyxia finally couldn't help but gasp and exclaim, "This world has actually survived until now! It's a miracle!"

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly: "Yes! It is indeed a great miracle! It shows us just how fragile a world can be, and at the same time how indestructible it can be. But I didn't come here to admire the scenery of Outland, but to cooperate with Illidan Stormrage, the King of Outland."

"That terrifying night elf demon hunter? Malfurion Stormrage's brother?" The black dragon princess had obviously heard a lot about "Illidan's" exploits, her eyes widening in undisguised surprise.

“That’s right! Perhaps in the eyes of those self-proclaimed children of the stars who follow the way of nature, Illidan is just a madman who abuses arcane and fel power, a true demon. But in reality, he is not only a wise mage, but also a powerful warlock, and he created the unique profession of Demon Hunter.”

At this point, Zhang Cheng paused deliberately, a look of admiration appearing on his face: "Most importantly, he knows how to view power objectively, especially the arcane magic and the shadow and fel energy used by demons that are seen as the reason for the Burning Legion's invasion."

As I said before, power is inherently neither good nor evil.

Whether it's fel energy, arcane energy, shadow energy, nature energy, or holy light, they are all just external manifestations of energy.

They become what users shape them into, not what they turn users into madmen or demons.

Ironically, in Azeroth, both the Alliance and the Horde categorize energy as good or evil in a very subjective way.

For example, in the Alliance, the Holy Light represents justice and is even regarded as the supreme faith, while necromancy, which symbolizes death, is considered extremely evil and will be treated horribly if discovered.

Similarly, within the tribe, the elemental power used by shamans represents ancient and glorious traditions and spiritual sustenance, while the warlocks who once enslaved the orcs to the Burning Legion can only hide like rats in the sewers.

Ignorance, lack of knowledge, discrimination, prejudice...

In fact, most ordinary people do not have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. They can only speculate based on the limited information they obtain from limited channels, and then gradually form an extreme social atmosphere of either right or wrong.

That's why I never discuss magic and technology with people who aren't experts.

But Illidan is different. He doesn't care about so-called good and evil, nor does he care about the means used, so I believe this cooperation will be very pleasant.

Without a doubt, if Zhang Cheng were to find someone from Azeroth's own territory whom he could admire, it would undoubtedly be "Egg Boss".

Because only Illidan Stormrage would accept the extremely dangerous ideas in his mind and be willing to pay a certain price for experimentation.

Onyxia seemed to sense something, and instinctively shuddered, muttering to herself in a voice only she could hear: "If there's anything more terrifying in the world than encountering one madman, it's encountering two madmen teaming up."

"Hahaha! I love your praise, my dear princess." Zhang Cheng laughed as he stood at the bow of the boat, gazing at Shadowmoon Valley, which emitted a faint green glow in the distance.

Even from a great distance, he could still feel the boiling fel energy and the elemental power that had been suppressed for a long time and was now filled with immense rage.

Without a doubt, these are all the sins committed by Gul'dan back then.

However, the powerful spell that permanently isolated the elemental forces back then was no secret to Zhang Cheng, who had glimpsed the souls of the Eredar demon warlocks.

He could break the seal at will if he wanted to, but only if there were enough benefits; otherwise, only a fool would waste so much time and energy for no reason.

The airship carefully avoided the broken rocks floating in mid-air, and it took about three days to finally cross the dangerous distorted spacetime and officially enter the airspace above Shadowmoon Valley.

As expected, the scene here is like a living hell.

The demonic energy ran rampant, and magma-like corrupting liquid continuously spewed from the earth's crust. The sky burned with green flames of rage, and scorching meteorites crashed into the ground, producing deafening roars. Even the air seemed to be roaring like a giant beast.

Kara Cape, who was traveling with them, was completely stunned by the sight before her. She gripped a cable tightly and cried out in terror, "Mother Earth! It's horrible! Now I finally understand why those green-skinned orcs always said that their homeland was hell. I originally thought they were just exaggerating, but now I know they were simply stating the truth."

"How does it feel, my dear apprentice? Are you falling in love with this place? You should know that practicing spellcasting in this frenzied and destructive environment is a great way to hone your control. Because if you can't control the power of your spells, you risk being blown to bits by your own magic." Zhang Cheng looked at the other person with a malicious gaze.

"No! No! No! I don't want to practice magic in this kind of environment!" Kara Cape was so frightened that she shook her head frantically and quickly took several steps back.

"Sorry! That's not up to you! Come, embrace this powerful and volatile energy! Believe me, it'll do you good for your future. After all, my apprentice can't be a waste; otherwise, I'd rather he die. Remember, you only have a few months to prove yourself. If you ultimately fail to satisfy me, I won't hesitate to find someone else to train. Alright, stop acting like a little human girl who's been gang-raped by a dozen orcs. Be brave. You're a brave and fearless tauren..."

Chapter 0619 Dark Temple

"I! Kara Cape! Am a brave minotaur! I will not die!"

Kara Cape kept repeating this phrase to herself to encourage herself, then shakily raised a staff that symbolized her apprentice status and began to chant a clumsy incantation.

Judging from his serious and tense expression, someone who didn't know better would think he was casting some powerful offensive spell, but in reality it was just a very basic fireball spell.

Seeing this two-meter-tall giant make such a fool of himself, Onyxia finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said sarcastically, "This is the tauren mage you were expecting? I guarantee that even the worst human apprentice in Stormwind is much better than him."

"Maybe! But it doesn't matter, I didn't intend to teach using normal methods anyway. In fact, compared to traditional mage education, I prefer to use some more extreme methods. Any apprentice who survives to the end will inevitably become an elite." As he spoke, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.