Spellcasting Gods

"Goodbye, you little wolf cubs!" Ralph drew his silver-plated dagger and, in the blink of an eye, dispatched several young werewolves who had been severely injured by the Ice Spike spell.

His movements were swift and precise, showing no hesitation or pity whatsoever.

After doing all this, he wiped the blood off the dagger on the corpse, raised the shotgun, aimed it at the enemy charging at him, and pulled the trigger again.

boom!boom!

Another werewolf who jumped down the stairs fell to the ground. The dark red liquid quickly pooled together, forming a large, shocking bloodstain. If an ordinary person saw it, they would probably scream.

However, the members of the Demon Hunter team seemed to be used to it. Neither the experienced Ralph nor the other two slightly inexperienced young men showed any unusual reaction. They used their abilities to either restrain or kill the werewolves that kept emerging from the basement and the second floor.

All Zhang Cheng had to do was stand at the back of the group, casting Frostbolts and Fireballs one after another, and occasionally guiding a few Arcane Missiles to keep all enemies at a safe distance.

After consuming about a third of the magic stored in his body, the old house finally quieted down. Apart from the occasional painful groan from one or two seriously injured guys, no new werewolves appeared.

The living room was now littered with corpses. At least twenty-five werewolves had died on the spot, and four others had escaped fatal wounds but were crippled.

Of course, being lucky means that they are still alive, but being alive does not mean that they will have good luck.

Because what awaits them next is likely a series of inhumane tortures and forced confessions...

Sensing the pungent smell of blood in the air, Zhang Cheng frowned slightly and asked uncertainly, "What are we supposed to do now? Clean up these corpses?"

“No, no need. The cleaners will take care of the bodies. Just give them a call when you leave. What we need to do is search every corner of the house to make sure no one escapes, and also find out what all these werewolves are up to.” With that, Ralph winked at his teammates.

The Black girl led her leopard towards the basement, while the young man who could emit infrasound-like waves went to the second floor alone, searching room by room along the first-floor corridor.

Because the old house wasn't very big, just three to five minutes later, the black girl shouted from below: "Hey! You guys better come down and take a look! I think I've found something incredible."

"What is it?" Zhang Cheng asked as he went down the dirty stairs into the basement.

moment!

He was completely stunned by what he saw!

In the dark and narrow basement, there were more than a dozen crosses made of wood, each with a naked girl on it.

Most of them had been dead for some time, their bodies emitting a faint stench, with only the expressions on their faces telling the story of the pain and torment they suffered before their deaths.

As for the cause of death...

Well, Zhang Cheng wasn't quite sure whether these girls died from excessive fright, from excessive blood loss due to nails piercing their hands and feet, or from being brutally tortured to death.

Their deaths were so gruesome that even the well-traveled Ralph couldn't help but curse through gritted teeth, "Shit! These bastards deserve to go to hell!"

"Why would a werewolf do this? The werewolves we've seen before, though bloodthirsty and even succumbing to their animalistic instincts, have never had a penchant for torture and abuse," the Black girl questioned, covering her nose.

Zhang Cheng suppressed his nausea and approached the body to examine it carefully. He quickly pointed to the lower abdomen and guessed uncertainly, "I think it might be for childbirth! Please observe carefully, the female corpse has obvious folds on her abdomen, which means she just gave birth to a child before she died."

"You mean... these werewolves are using ordinary women to reproduce?"

“It’s not just that; there must be another purpose hidden behind it. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have needed to torture the pregnant woman to death after she gave birth; they could have easily made her pregnant again. Also, the two werewolves at the door mentioned earlier that their leader needs twenty virgins to complete the ritual. I think it might be related to the ritual.” As Zhang Cheng spoke, he circled the basement twice, suddenly noticing that the placement of the crosses seemed to follow a certain pattern.

To prove his point, he picked up a wrench and connected the crosses with a straight line.

Before he had even finished drawing, Ralph cried out, "My God! This...this is a sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice?" Zhang Cheng suddenly looked up.

“Yes! It’s a sacrifice! Offering the souls of tormented women to demons! Through this ritual, demons can inject the evil energy of hell into newborn babies, granting them immense power and rapid growth. The council banned such practices hundreds of years ago, yet they’ve become so audacious,” Ralph explained, trembling.

In the underworld, angels and demons are not mythical creatures, but real beings.

These two unique species from another world discovered Earth tens of thousands of years ago and opened a portal in an attempt to reshape the entire planet according to their own will, which resulted in a devastating war.

In that great war, countless ancient civilizations and races on Earth were completely wiped out, and demons and angels were also severely damaged. In the end, the three surviving parties reached a peace agreement.

According to the treaty, angels and demons can influence humanity through seduction, deception, and inspiration, but are not allowed to use violence or coercion, and their numbers are strictly limited.

Especially demons, whose nature is chaotic and evil, always deliberately leave behind books that record evil rituals, so that idiots who crave power, wealth, power, and beauty will be fooled.

Although Zhang Cheng has never seen a real demon yet, according to the references given by the underworld, even the worst demon is comparable to a lord.

If this matter involves the devil, then it is undoubtedly beyond his capabilities.

“Mr. Wizard, I think it’s best to inform Ms. Catherine as soon as possible. Demons are not easy to deal with,” Ralph whispered a reminder.

"Alright, let's take one prisoner and retreat." Zhang Cheng hesitated for a few seconds before making the decision.

Although killing one's enemy is a very satisfying thing, it seems that it is not possible for the time being.

Putting aside the question of whether this demon exists, the mere fact that there are over a dozen infants infected by hellish energy is enough to give anyone a headache...

Chapter 0067 Demon

"help me……"

Just as everyone was about to leave the basement, a faint voice suddenly came from behind.

A girl who had just been dragged in by the werewolf was twisting her body, trying to sit up. She was clearly not fully conscious, her pupils were unfocused, and she was only reacting because of a strong will to live.

The other three were in a much worse state, still lying motionless in the corner with their eyes closed, looking as if they had been injected with some kind of sedative or anesthetic.

Ralph quickly stopped and turned around, asking in a low voice, "Wizard, should I take care of her?"

"Solve it? Why would you have such a terrible idea?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, feigning surprise.

Although due to his transmigration, he maintained an extremely indifferent attitude towards both the inhabitants of Azeroth and the inhabitants of this world, he could even watch a group of innocent people being killed without being moved.

But that doesn’t mean he enjoys killing, especially killing for no benefit.

"Uh...so what do you mean?" Ralph, who was trying to flatter but ended up slapping the horse's leg, immediately showed an embarrassed expression.

“It’s simple. Take her with you. Consider it a reward for her strong will to survive. You need to understand that all strong emotions are a manifestation of inner strength, and I am someone who respects strength.” With that, Zhang Cheng turned and walked away without looking back.

But before he could take a few steps, the Black girl couldn't help but shout, "Sir! What about the other three girls? Are you taking them with you?"

"No, leave them here to fend for themselves. I only save those who are willing to prove with their actions that they haven't given up, while those who have already given up the will to live are not worth my time." Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly, once again showing his ruthless side.

Unpredictable!

This is the most immediate impression the Demon Hunter team had of this young wizard!

They simply couldn't understand Zhang Cheng's principles of conduct, let alone his severe lack of security and the absence of any ties he had.

A person who lacks a sense of security tends to be neurotic, while a person who has no attachments becomes very carefree and even indifferent to everything.

Based on the above situation, from a psychological perspective, this can be considered a fairly serious mental illness. If it is not guided or treated in time, who knows what crazy things it might do in the future.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng still has something he cares about very much: endless knowledge and unparalleled power...

Just as the Black girl bent down and helped the unconscious girl up, the ground suddenly shook without warning, and then the corpses nailed to the cross opened their mouths and made a chilling sound.

Less than a minute later, countless faces of pain and despair appeared on the ground and walls. One of these faces had a terrifying red light in its eyes and suddenly opened its mouth to roar: "How dare you! You lowly mortal! How dare you steal the offering that belongs to my great Borun!"

With the sound echoing in their ears, the basement exit door slammed shut, as if it had been welded shut from the outside, and could not be opened no matter how hard they tried.

Damn it!

After trying to pry open the door more than ten times without success, Ralph gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath. Finally, he reluctantly raised his shotgun, ready to fight to the death.

Based on his more than ten years of experience as a demon hunter, he knew very well that if a real demon appeared, he would most likely be going to die here today.

Even if he were to die, he wouldn't just sit and wait to die; instead, he would bite off a piece of flesh from his opponent before being killed.

In contrast, the two young men in the group reacted much worse, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably, as if they had been completely terrified by the devil's trickery and lost all will to resist.

Zhang Cheng silently observed the terrifying scene around him, showing no fear or apprehension whatsoever. Instead, he chuckled and teased, "Borun, is that your name, Demon? If I'm not mistaken, you haven't even obtained permission to enter this world, so what right do you have to spout such nonsense?"

"Hmph! Even if my body cannot enter this world, it is still more than enough to deal with you lowly beings. If you don't want to die, put down my offerings, or I will let you taste what pain and despair are!" Seeing that his weakness had been exposed, the demon not only did not soften his tone, but continued to threaten.

"Oh? Really? Could it be that your so-called pain and despair are just using corpses and illusions to scare people?" Zhang Cheng said sarcastically without any mercy.

It should be understood that the only way for any angel or demon to descend to Earth is through the ancient portals. These two portals are under the full supervision of the council and must undergo strict screening and approval before being allowed to pass through, provided that they will not cause too much harm.

In summary, the total number of angels and demons active worldwide is no more than four hundred, and they are scattered all over the world, which is not enough to pose the slightest threat to the powerful council.

If a demon is not granted permission, then he cannot display his true power.

Those summoned through various evil rituals are at most projections or clones of consciousness, with power less than one-tenth of the original body.

"Very well! Mortal! You have successfully angered me! Now I will show you what true power is!"

Enraged, the demon began to gather the cold, evil resentment in the basement. Within seconds, the corpses twitched and slowly grew horns and claws, their pale skin turning a dark red, as if they had been boiled.

Seeing this, Ralph immediately shouted a warning: "Watch out! Wizard! These are corpse demons! Don't let them get close, or else..."

Before he could finish speaking, a female corpse lunged at Zhang Cheng, baring her teeth and claws.

Just as the two were about to make contact, but before they even touched, the corpse suddenly swelled up and then exploded with a loud bang.

The scorching flames instantly engulfed everything within a radius of several meters!

"Hahahaha! Arrogant human! Now you know how powerful the great Borun is? Don't be impatient, I will take your soul back to hell and torture you slowly for a hundred years." The demon laughed wildly without restraint.

However, the laughter lasted for less than five seconds before it abruptly stopped!

Because he discovered that he couldn't detect any trace of a soul in the basement.

This means that...

Chapter 0068 Expulsion

"Laugh, why aren't you laughing anymore? Weren't you planning to take my soul back to hell to torment it for a hundred years?"

Accompanied by disdainful mockery, the scorching flames gradually dissipated, revealing Zhang Cheng unharmed.

To be precise, he was not only completely unharmed, but even his suit was not scorched at all, because a layer of orange-red energy shield protected him from head to toe. Any flames that got close would be immediately absorbed and decomposed.

Clearly, this is the "protective fire barrier" commonly used by mages in Azeroth.

As long as the high temperature and flames generated by the explosion do not exceed the barrier's tolerance limit, the caster will not be harmed even if they jump into the lava and swim.

In fact, the moment the female corpse began to move, Zhang Cheng noticed that an energy with strong fire attributes was being injected into the corpse.

Out of caution, he quietly cast a "protective fire barrier," but little did he know that it was this very caution that saved him from disaster.

Even without the protection of the barrier, he could escape the blast radius in an instant with Blink, but it's always good to keep an extra trump card up your sleeve before the enemy actually shows up.

Surprisingly, the demonic face appearing on the wall didn't refute, merely staring with two chilling eyes. After about three to five seconds, it suddenly revealed a sinister smile and exclaimed in a low voice, "Interesting! Very interesting! The energy you used to cast your spell is an energy I've never seen before, and it's full of infinite malleability. Young wizard, how about we sign a contract and make a deal that will benefit both of us?"

"Hmph! A deal with the devil? Sorry, I'm not interested." Zhang Cheng refused without hesitation.

Putting aside the many negative rumors surrounding the demon race, the fact that the other party was planning to attack him just half a minute ago is enough for him to never make any deal with them.