Spellcasting Gods

With Prince Torsedrin's pitiful magic resistance, he couldn't even last a few seconds.

Chapter 0642 Dramatic Change

Slaughter!

Blood!

death!

In less than half an hour, Hilna slaughtered all the remaining Syndras in the Central Library of Dire Maul!

After today, the night elves will completely lose the chance to regain their arcane power, and the ancient city of Eldre'Thalas will soon disappear from Feralas forever.

All of this was done to cover up the important magical ritual that was about to take place.

Passing through a narrow, dark corridor, Zhang Cheng soon arrived at a prison located beneath a huge palace. Various twisted elemental creatures filled every corner, constantly crackling and thrashing. At a glance, magical energies of different attributes clashed and converged in the air, forming a unique and unstable cycle.

At the very center of this cycle is a four-legged demon that looks somewhat like a mutated hellhound. However, this hellhound's head and back are covered with long, thin tentacles, the ends of which are countless colored eyeballs. The scales on its body surface also occasionally flash with a bluish-green light.

"This is Imhotep? It doesn't seem as powerful as I imagined..." The female demon hunter frowned subconsciously and muttered to herself.

“No, you don’t understand. The true power of this Calamity Hound lies not in its destructive force, but in its ability to maintain a constant connection with the distorted spacetime, drawing power from the legion’s assembly point to replenish itself at any time. Can you feel it? It is using the magic nodes to continuously strengthen itself, and it won’t be long before it breaks free of its restraints and gains true freedom,” Zhang Cheng explained with a cold smile.

To others, this large dog might appear weak to a certain degree, but to him, it was easy to see the resonance between its blood-red eyeballs and the surrounding magical nodes.

The arrogant Prince Thosedlin was completely unaware that this demon, imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, had already silently prepared to destroy the entire magical defense.

“Arrogant mortals! They always underestimate the power of demons! They have no idea what they are dealing with! They don’t understand how terrifying the Burning Legion is!” Hilna chuckled and shook her head in amazement.

In fact, this was not an isolated case. Among the blood elves who arrived in Outland, many held a dismissive attitude toward demons, believing that everything was under their control.

Little did they know that, in the eyes of the demons, from the moment they began to summon demons and use fel energy, they had already fallen into the control of the Legion.

Only one person successfully broke free from the Burning Legion's influence: the original Demon Hunter, Illidan Stormrage.

Just as Zhang Cheng opened his mouth to say something, the violet protective shield surrounding the central area suddenly collapsed with a bang, and all the arcane creatures surging around the circular arena lost their stable forms, erupting with one loud bang after another.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and tease in a playful tone, "Aha! It seems my lovely apprentice has already dealt with those troublesome crystal towers around him. However, I sincerely hope he can survive the violent arcane explosion that follows, otherwise finding another tauren with mage aptitude won't be easy."

"May Mother Earth bless poor Kara Cape," Hilna said casually, then drew her sword and charged toward Imhotep.

As a demon hunter, eliminating demons is her duty and obligation, and she doesn't need anyone to remind her of it.

Clearly, Imhotep was not a high-ranking member of the Legion. Although his abilities were somewhat strange, he was quickly reduced to a lifeless corpse by the ferocious attacks of the Fel Blades.

Zhang Cheng ignored the Calamity Hound that emitted a faint stench, and stood alone in the center of the white platform, closing his eyes to feel the flow and gathering of magical energy.

Without a doubt, this is the center of the magic node.

According to the Titans, this is an organ through which the Star Soul perceives the outside world. As long as there is a trigger, it will immediately cause a powerful energy reaction within the Star Soul.

Thinking of this, he carefully took out the bottle of water from the Well of Eternity from his pocket and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, "What a pity, I can't yet contain such immense energy as a Star Soul, so I might as well collect some interest first and transform my soul into a Magic Soul..."

The words had barely left his mouth!

He then raised his supreme authority and began to transform the matter in the surrounding air. In no time, the clear water beneath his feet rose above his knees, forming a pool that shimmered with silver light.

Hilna was undoubtedly well aware of what was about to happen. Without saying a word, she turned around and ran outside. When she passed the small square on the west side, she didn't forget to take the injured minotaur with her, so that he wouldn't be crushed into mincemeat by the energy shock later.

When the two of them had escaped more than ten kilometers away from the Doomhammer by flying and teleporting, they suddenly sensed a violent energy fluctuation behind them.

Looking back, one could see that the entire sky above the ancient city of El Rethras was covered by endless arcane power, gradually forming a terrifying vortex.

The surrounding plants grew like crazy, transforming from ordinary plants into magical ones. In particular, those dark purple flowers were like deadly poison; any herbivore or insect that took a bite would immediately explode with a bang.

Sky!

Earth!

ocean!

The entire city of Feralas trembled under the terrifying concentration of energy!

The Naga on the shore sensed the presence of magic and desperately rushed towards the land, hoping to find the cause of the upheaval.

The night elves inside Moonfeather Fortress sounded their horns in alarm, ordering hundreds of hippogriff riders to take flight and scout the scene. Ground troops crossed the strait in warships, ready to attack whoever had caused the incident.

Of course, Zhang Cheng was completely unaware of what was happening outside, and even if he did know, he wouldn't care much.

Because at this moment he had focused all his attention on guiding the enormous energy, ensuring that his soul would be permanently transformed into a magical soul.

As the name suggests, the Soul of Magic is someone who, after abandoning their physical body, can still cast all magic using only their soul, without having to worry about being forcibly pulled into the world of the dead.

Although it may not sound like much, in reality, in any magical world, soul casting is an essential qualification for a top mage, and magical soul goes a step further, permanently changing the nature of the soul, transforming it from a simple soul into a state similar to a magical spirit.

This state makes him more powerful than any Wilderness Demigod!

But doing so would certainly harm the already suffering Azerothian star-soul.

Simply put, it's like a bone marrow transplant, where the most important elements are extracted from the Star Soul to achieve the goal of evolving one's own soul...

Chapter 0643 The Big Bang

What effect would it have if you poured a bottle of water from the Well of Eternity onto a magical node?

Just look at the arcane energy in the pool beneath your feet, which is almost solidified!

Even Imhotep's corpse couldn't withstand the attack, decomposing into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye and drifting away in a very short time.

Standing at the very center of the vortex, Zhang Cheng's skin, muscles, blood, and bones all turned a deep violet color, like those of a dark elf.

Undoubtedly, this is a manifestation of strong arcane affinity, much like how the troll tribes that settled near the Well of Eternity more than 15,000 years ago gradually evolved into night elves.

However, he was not satisfied with this!

To be precise, this is just the beginning. The real danger is that the soul will leave the body and be directly exposed to powerful energy.

"Inexhaustible energy! What a wonderful feeling! No wonder so many people covet this star soul slumbering deep within the Earth's core! More importantly, it allows life forms to transcend their limits and evolve to a higher level. Now, let me borrow a little to complete the transformation of my soul..."

As Zhang Cheng muttered to himself, he controlled his soul to slowly detach from his body and plunge into the swirling pool of water.

boom!

moment!

An indescribable surge of energy erupted, spreading in all directions in the form of shockwaves.

Whether it was the sturdy stone walls and pillars, or the wildly growing magical plants, everything was crushed and collapsed under the crushing force of the shockwave.

As for the ogres on the north side and the satyrs on the east side, they naturally couldn't escape the same fate either, and were almost all wiped out by this attack.

In an instant, the area within a few kilometers of Doomhammer became a veritable no-go zone, and even the newly arrived hippogriff reconnaissance team dared not approach it easily.

Arcane!

A power derived from order!

Even the Titans of the Pantheon were born from this energy!

Its power is undeniable and needs no further explanation; simply close your eyes and feel the omnipresent energy in the universe.

Although the night elves have completely banned the research and study of arcane magic after the War of the Ancients, this does not mean they are unaware of the terrifying power of arcane magic.

On the contrary, as a unique race that evolved under the influence of the Well of Eternity, their arcane affinity is the strongest on the entire planet. Even children without any training can use arcane energy to perform techniques such as "Shadow Cloak".

Priests who have received some training in control techniques can not only skillfully use both Holy Light and Shadow energies, but also channel Arcane energy towards their enemies. This skill has a very nice name: "Star Shards".

Therefore, the riders on the hippogriffs could clearly feel how terrifying the energy gathering in front of them was, and their faces showed expressions of extreme fear.

One of the women, with long, light blue hair, turned around and shouted to her companion, “My sister! Go back immediately and tell General Shandris Feathermoon that we’re in big trouble. We should send someone to inform the Priestess Tyrande in Darnassus right away. If necessary, we might even have to wake up the sleeping Malfurion.”

"understand!"

The latter understood that now was not the time for idle talk, so he cleanly and decisively changed direction and rode his hippogriff toward the western port.

Watching the sentry's figure gradually disappear into the distance, the woman with light blue hair took a deep breath, quickly led the remaining people to increase their altitude, carefully avoiding the storm generated by the rapid accumulation of energy, and trying to approach the center little by little.

Although everyone knew that with their strength, they couldn't possibly harm the culprit who caused all this even if they got close, they still risked their lives to try and get more information.

Just as one of them narrowly escaped the towering pillar of light, the energy permeating the air suddenly seemed to be drawn by some terrifying force, rushing towards the pool below.

At the same time, the hippogriff rider was also pulled in uncontrollably and torn to pieces in just a few seconds, leaving not even a complete piece of his body...

"No!!!!!!!!!!" The commander in charge of the team couldn't help but let out a roar that was hard to tell whether it was anger or sorrow, and he swooped down to try and grab something that looked like a pendant.

This little gadget was the last piece of personal belongings that the sentry kept relatively intact.

Clearly, among the night elves, whose lifespans often reach tens of thousands of years, the emotions that have been tempered by time have not weakened; on the contrary, they are stronger, more intense, and more enduring than those of the short-lived humans. Even today, many of them cannot forget the relatives, friends, and lovers they lost in the War of the Ancients.

Just as the commander's fingers were about to touch the pendant, the pool of water below, filled with immense arcane energy, suddenly released all of that energy.

boom!

This shockwave is completely different from the previous ones!

Not only was the energy in the pool released, but it also affected the magic nodes and the energy vortexes that kept gathering from the surrounding area!

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying force swallowed up an area spanning tens of kilometers.

All buildings and life in the entire Doomhammer vanished. Even the mountains and the earth collapsed and shattered during the violent energy release. The intense tremors not only unleashed tsunamis hundreds of meters high, but also permanently altered the landscape of Feralas.

As for the gryphon riders responsible for reconnaissance, they were evaporated instantly and disappeared from the world forever.

“Oh—my Mother Earth! This is absolutely terrible!” Kara Cape trembled uncontrollably.

As a mage, he was well aware of what such a powerful arcane explosion meant, and he could also feel the increasingly thin magical energy in the air.

With the destruction of important magical nodes, the energy concentration here will soon drop to a very low level. The most typical side effect is that spellcasters will experience a slower spell power and mana recovery speed compared to other places after entering this area.

“Looks like Master succeeded! Let’s go! Hurry to the designated location! I don’t want to be caught by those crazed night elves. Believe me, after this incident, they’ll be sweeping through the entire region like madmen.” With that, Hilna pulled the tauren up and quickly leaped over a huge rock blocking their path.

Because the explosion triggered a powerful earthquake, the original road was completely destroyed. The panicked beasts went berserk, attacking every living thing they could see, even their own kind.

Few knew the secrets hidden behind this sudden disaster; only the soul, floating in mid-air at the epicenter of the explosion and radiating a brilliant violet hue, told the world the truth…

Chapter 0644 The Soul of Magic

I don't know how much time has passed...

Maybe a few minutes...

Maybe a few hours...