Spellcasting Gods

When Zhang Cheng's soul awoke from its slumber once more, he found himself trapped in a dark and sunless underground. All around him lay collapsed rubble and mud, and the pool of arcane energy had vanished without a trace.

Only the central area was surrounded by a faint magical field, which was obviously released by the divine artifact—the Supreme Authority—to protect the body.

Feeling the powerful force emanating from the deepest part of his soul, he couldn't help but smile and mutter to himself, "Success! Incredible!"

So this is what it looks like to completely integrate your soul into magical energy!

From this moment forward, I no longer need a physical body to maintain my basic survival, nor do I need spells or enchanting actions, because I myself represent magic and energy.

Furthermore, the so-called Star Souls and Titans are actually special particle-form consciousness life forms produced by the primordial matter of the universe under high temperature and pressure inside the star core, so in principle, once they are born, they will never die.

Those who were killed by the Dark Titan Sargeras in the Pantheon only lost the physical bodies that housed their souls, existing as souls or consciousness. As long as someone is willing to help reshape their bodies, they can immediately complete the so-called resurrection.

Most importantly, once a Star Soul begins to develop independent self-awareness, it can never be killed; at most, it can only be corrupted or assimilated.

However, if the star soul remains dormant, the vast energy contained in the original cosmic matter within the planet can be seized and absorbed.

But why?

Why has every Titan in the Pantheon been born from a living planet rather than a star so far?

Normally, wouldn't stars that are constantly undergoing nuclear fusion be more likely to awaken their star souls?

Could there be some secret hidden within that I'm unaware of?

Undoubtedly, by integrating into the magical nodes of Azeroth and taking this opportunity to directly extract the power belonging to the planet's soul from within the entire planet, Zhang Cheng glimpsed the essence of the Titans for the first time.

As evidenced by many ancient messages left over from Azeroth, the Titans are the highest known form of life in the universe. Even the so-called Void forces cannot confront them head-on, and can only try to corrupt the unborn star souls in an attempt to create their own Titans to conquer the entire universe.

As for a direct confrontation, even if all the Void Lords were tied together, they probably wouldn't be a match for Sargeras alone. They would be crushed in a minute. Therefore, they only dare to hide in dark corners and secretly do small things, such as throwing out things like the Old Gods that are always nagging in the Star Soul's ear.

Zhang Cheng estimated that he could handle one or two of them personally without any problem.

What puzzled him was why Titans only gestated and were born on planets.

After all, according to the research of scientists on Earth, it is generally believed that the universe was born from a Big Bang and then slowly evolved into stable celestial forms, such as stars, planets and satellites.

No matter how rare primordial matter in the universe may be, there is no reason why it should only exist on planets, rather than in larger, more active stars.

Moreover, generally speaking, stars are hundreds or even thousands of times larger and more massive than planets.

If a Titan were to be born from a star, wouldn't it be able to easily defeat the current Pantheon Titans who consider themselves gods?

It is estimated that even Sargeras, the founder of the Burning Legion, and the Azerothian world-soul, who is said to be many times more powerful than Sargeras after awakening, combined would not be a match for him.

As many cosmologists often say, behind every question lies another question, and behind every unknown lies yet another unknown.

Although Zhang Cheng had just uncovered the mystery of the Titans' birth, he suddenly had even more questions and directions for exploration.

Filled with intense doubt, he controlled his soul to re-integrate into his body.

moment!

Its skin, which was originally a deep purple like that of a night elf, quickly returned to its original color, and at the same time, the eerie light emanating from its pupils gradually disappeared.

Apart from a strangely shaped symbol on the left side of his neck, he is basically indistinguishable from a normal human.

Of course, this symbol is not just a decoration, but something akin to a soul imprint.

If his soul leaves his body, the symbol will disappear, but if the soul is injected, the symbol will immediately appear and give the body some extra power and resistance.

It is important to understand that the Soul of Magic is an enhancement and evolution of the essence of life, so the physical body will also evolve accordingly. However, this evolution will not be completed all at once, but will take approximately several months to half a year.

After feeling his heart pounding powerfully in his chest once more, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and asked the staff in his hand with a half-smile, "So, how much arcane energy did you absorb from the explosion earlier?"

“Many! Absolutely many! Master! And I also sensed an indescribable power!” The supreme authority emitted a piercing, sharp voice through the vibrations.

"Yes! That is the Titan Soul, nurtured deep beneath this planet! But I guarantee that one day it will be ours. No one, not even a god, can stop my progress and transcendence, not even that woman who claims to be the creator..." Zhang Cheng said with a cold laugh, revealing his deepest ambition.

That's right!

In his subjective mind, no matter how powerful and invincible a life form is, as long as it can be quantified, it can be defeated and destroyed.

Just because we can't do it now doesn't mean we won't be able to do it in the future!

But before that, he will choose to cooperate with the other party to eliminate the ancient gods sleeping on the magical earth, and obtain enough information from these gods to make himself stronger.

"I am what you created! I am the faithful embodiment of your inner ambition and desire! So there is no need to explain anything to me! Just as you understand me, I understand you as well," the supreme authority replied meaningfully.

"Oh? Is that so? That's wonderful! Now, let's get out of here quickly. You know, bringing a demon hunter back isn't easy. I need to kill her first, then preserve her soul, which is entangled with the demon, in a soulstone, and finally, properly preserve her body to prevent the fel energy within her from getting out of control..."

While complaining in a helpless tone, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and used magic to track the magical location on Kara Cape's staff, then vanished from the spot in an instant.

He had barely left when an advance force led by General Shandris Feathermoon arrived at the ruins of Doomhammer. Staring angrily at the ravaged land, they roared, "Don't let me find out who did this! Otherwise, I swear I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and make you pay for your actions!"

Chapter 0645 Enjoying Life

Undoubtedly, the violent energy explosion brought catastrophic consequences to the entire Feralas and even the eastern continent.

In particular, Moonfeather Fortress, located on a small island, was almost completely swallowed by the giant waves caused by the earthquake. Some Naga who hated the night elves took the opportunity to rush up and kill many people. Most of the fortress's supplies, weapons and armor were washed into the vast sea.

It's important to understand that this is not some insignificant outpost or temporary camp; it is the second largest military stronghold after Darnassus. Not only does it have a large garrison, but it also controls every move along the western coast of Kalimdor and serves as a transit point for the Alliance at sea.

So even a month after the explosion, they still hadn't given up on finding the mastermind behind it all, and even used the powerful Ancient of War to seal off the area around Doomhammer, seemingly planning to dig three feet into the ground.

But they had no idea that the culprit had long since left this world, and the only person in Azeroth who knew the truth was none other than Kara Cape, who had already reunited with her fellow countrymen at the Mossach camp.

Clearly, the appearance of a mage greatly surprised these tauren who revered primitive nature, and they immediately sent him back to Thunder Bluff to be questioned by Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof.

In any case, Cape Carla is by no means an unknown.

On the contrary, although his reputation and status among the Blackwater Pirates were not universally known, he was quite familiar to the higher-ups of most factions.

Therefore, the tribe was very curious about his sudden return to his homeland and becoming an arcane user, and also hoped to gain more knowledge about magic and training systems.

It should be noted that due to the framing and conflicts secretly created by MI7, the orcs, tauren, and trolls are filled with doubt and distrust towards the Forsaken. In addition, the mages among the Darkspear trolls are both rare and disorganized, which has resulted in the Horde currently suffering from a severe lack of magical support.

Even more terrifying is that the recent war in the quicksand finally made those idiots who worship strength and muscle realize just how powerful magic is.

The massive blizzards and firestorms unleashed by the Alliance's spellcasting forces alone easily annihilated tens of thousands of insects, proving far more destructive than any sword or blade.

As for Zhang Cheng, he was already sitting in a luxurious restaurant atop the Empire State Building in New York, enjoying a delicious meal while smiling and asking the women in sexy evening gowns sitting across the table, "So, are you satisfied with this world?"

"Hmph! I smell decay and corruption! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that the technology revered by dwarves and goblins could reach this level. How about it, do you want me to infiltrate these lowly mortals and help you control the entire world?" Onyxia in human form smoothed her long black hair, her eyes revealing intense ambition and desire.

"Control the world? Hahahaha! No, my dear princess, you only see the part of this world floating on the surface, not the part submerged beneath. I guarantee that if you attempt to drastically alter the existing order and political system of this world, someone will soon come knocking on your door to talk. You might be able to handle one or two, but when they unite, the final outcome will be no worse than what happened in Stormwind." Zhang Cheng laughed and shook his head.

He simply couldn't understand why the Black Dragon Princess was always so obsessed with power and so keen on plotting and scheming behind the scenes.

"You mean... there are other people like you in this world?" Onyxia wasn't stupid; she immediately grasped the subtext of his words and subconsciously frowned.

"Yes! This world is far more dangerous than you imagine. You know, someone once warned me that some ancient gods slumber somewhere on this planet, and their power is in no way inferior to that of the Titans of Azeroth. Therefore, I sincerely advise you to honestly pretend to be an ordinary wealthy person and never try to do anything dangerous."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng ignored the Black Dragon Princess and turned his gaze to the Demon Hunter beside him.

Because of the Deception Jewel she wore, Hilna looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale. She had stunning platinum blonde hair and exquisite features, as well as fair and translucent skin. Her figure was so good that many guests and waiters looked at her with amazement and extreme envy.

The only drawback is that her eyelids are always closed, so you can't see her eyes, which are known as the windows to the soul.

“I’m quite satisfied with this world! Although I’m annoyed by the lewd looks of many people, it’s generally within my tolerance. I don’t understand why you would risk such a huge distance to go to those incredibly dangerous worlds when you live in such a highly developed civilized world?” The huntress elegantly put a piece of pudding into her mouth, a curious expression on her face.

She paid a heavy price to escape that world filled with war, killing, hatred, and death; she even actually died once.

Zhang Cheng smiled and explained without hesitation, "For more knowledge and greater power! You've been in contact with humans, so you should understand that we are a species that is never satisfied. Our short lifespan has forged our insatiable desires, such as power, money, beauty, strength, and so on. They are like a pot of boiling water, constantly churning until they are completely boiled dry."

Hilna nodded thoughtfully: "I understand! And what about me? What do you need me to do?"

"No, not for now. Enjoy life. I'll call you if needed. Remember, never use powers that ordinary people can't understand unless absolutely necessary." Zhang Cheng picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp, his pupils flashing with an unusual light.

Two days ago, he had already contacted his two other allies. Once the temperature in the Atlantic Ocean began to rise, they would set sail to search for the shipwreck and try to resolve the matter of the entrance to the City of Gold around June or July of this year.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will stay in his own territory for the next few months and try not to wander around, so as to avoid any unexpected situations.

"Understood!" Hilna never liked to waste words, so she stood up and pretended to pick up her cane and walk outside.

Some ill-intentioned individuals also got up to pay their bills and followed her at a distance, seemingly planning to kidnap her in a secluded, unmonitored place and then enjoy this angelic-looking girl.

After all, for truly powerful people in the United States, rape is never a big deal. Leaving aside whether the victim has the courage to report it to the police, they can control public opinion and the news media with their resources and make black seem white. With a luxurious legal team, even if they are convicted, they don't have to go to jail.

Of course, this time they chose the wrong target.

Watching those shameless bastards disappear around the corner, Onyxia curled her lip in disdain and commented, "A bunch of trash driven by base desires! Oh, by the way, I'm getting married this Saturday. Are you planning to come to my wedding?"

puff!

Zhang Cheng couldn't hold back and spat out his drink: "What? Marriage?! With whom?"

"An old man in his sixties. Don't worry, I've already used magic to control his mind. Before long, his fortune of over 2.5 billion US dollars will be in my pocket..."

Chapter 646 Intelligence (Part 1)

Using marriage to seize someone else's property?

The Black Dragon Princess's shameless behavior truly shattered Zhang Cheng's understanding of the limits of decency. At the same time, he secretly thought to himself, "No wonder she didn't accept the living expenses I offered like Hilna did. It turns out she thought it was too little and just snagged a rich sugar daddy..."

After all, it's not unusual for a man in his sixties to marry a woman who looks young and beautiful, and even if he dies on her belly a few months later.

As for the troubles of wills and property division after death, that's another matter entirely.

Anyway, he didn't think that Onyxia, with her personality, would leave behind an unsolvable mess. Instead, she would simply shut up all of her "husband's" descendants and family members, and then deal with them one by one after the storm had passed.

In a way, it really does prove the old saying: good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years.

Typically, someone like Onyxia, who is both cunning and has absolutely no moral compass, can do very well in any time, any era, and any environment.

After politely declining the Black Dragon Princess's wedding invitation, Zhang Cheng quickly left the Empire State Building restaurant and returned alone to his headquarters in New York.

As soon as he entered, Polman, who had been waiting for a long time, brought an old man of about seventy years old to him and said in a low voice, "I have found the person you asked for, but he has put forward a slightly excessive exchange condition."

"Oh? What are the conditions?" Zhang Cheng stopped and looked the old man up and down, who had deep-set eyes and a large hooked nose.

It must be said that, despite being in his seventies, this old man showed no signs of aging whatsoever; on the contrary, his eyes revealed a sharp gaze that was not commensurate with his age.

“He wants power! Unrestricted power! And at least two hundred million dollars in funding every year,” Polman replied, somewhat embarrassed.

As someone who understands the rules of the underworld, he knows very well that such conditions are almost tantamount to blackmail. If it were a lord or councilor with a slightly worse temper, they might have turned on him and killed him on the spot to establish their authority.

“Interesting. Tell me, what makes you think I would agree to such a deal? And how much do you really know about our world?” Zhang Cheng casually picked up a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and poured a glass for this guest from the ordinary world.

The latter took a small sip, then quickly replied with a smile, “To be honest, I don’t know much about you. I only know that there are a few groups of people in this world with supernatural powers. But what’s interesting is that whenever someone tries to investigate further, the person in charge always encounters various accidents. Some disappear without a trace, some die from accidents or illnesses, and some are dismissed by their superiors. Clearly, you are secretly controlling the situation, even enough to influence the highest decision-making body of a country. As for the conditions, I just don’t want to encounter an outsider directing an expert. I believe that with the power you possess, resolving this shouldn’t be a problem for you.”

Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "It seems you've done a lot of research. If you don't mind, could you introduce yourself? I need to know if you have the ability to complete the task I've assigned you."

"Of course! My name is Leonid. I used to work for the KGB, the Soviet intelligence organization, specializing in collecting and organizing intelligence on Latin America. However, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, that bastard Yeltsin set up a committee specifically to purge the KGB, and in just a few years, he dismantled one of the world's most powerful intelligence organizations. To avoid being purged, I orchestrated the deaths of myself and my trusted subordinates, successfully escaping to Brazil to live in seclusion, barely making a living by selling intelligence. If you want to build an independent global intelligence gathering system from scratch, then using me is definitely the right choice."