Spellcasting Gods

The murals carved on the stones make it clear that this was a temple used for sacred rituals.

Lavern carefully placed the golden mural on the highest altar, cut it open, and let the blood flow into the golden bowl.

Once the bowl was filled with blood, a blinding light suddenly descended from the sky, shining directly onto the surface of a huge obsidian pillar, reflecting eerie patterns.

Before anyone else could react, the stone pillar suddenly turned into liquid with a loud bang, slowly condensing into the shape of a large gate.

Through the slightly murky black solution, a magnificent sight could be clearly seen on the other side: a city entirely constructed from gold nuggets of varying sizes, the legendary City of Gold…

Chapter 0715

"Who's first?" Lavern quickly stopped the bleeding and turned to ask his two allies.

Although this minor injury was nothing to him, he decided to stay to prevent anyone from damaging the portal.

Faust glanced at Zhang Cheng, who stood silently in place, seemingly lost in thought, and said in a rather relaxed tone, "I'll go first. After all, nothing is more suitable for invading an unknown world than my army of death angels."

The words had barely left his mouth!

The container truck that had sunk to the bottom of the lake suddenly opened its roof slowly, and one after another, monsters emanating death energy emerged from it, quickly passing through the constantly flowing black liquid and entering another space.

The reason they are called monsters is that these so-called "angels of death" do not actually look like normal angels. Instead, they are humanoid creatures that are created by stitching together different pieces of corpses using a stitching technique.

Imagine a beautiful female angel with two arms of different lengths and thicknesses, plus a male upper body, and a black suture line on her face that looks like a centipede. What a terrifying sight that would be!

She could probably star in a terrifying horror movie without even needing makeup.

But what's even more terrifying is that, because these corpses still contain the souls of angels who have long since fallen from horrific torture, they retain their rich combat experience from their previous lives, as well as the angels' innate sensitivity to magical energy.

This means that each Death Angel is actually a hybrid of a warrior and a spellcaster. When their numbers reach a certain level, they can even work together to defeat enemies many times stronger than themselves.

Coupled with the hatred and madness that fills their minds, anyone who goes to fight them should be prepared to be bitten hard.

Although to some extent they are still considered cannon fodder, they are at least relatively high-quality cannon fodder.

Watching the last angel of death pass through the black gate, Faust removed his top hat and bowed slightly: "I'll go first. You'd better catch up quickly, or you might miss something interesting."

Having said that, he stepped into the portal without hesitation and commanded his men to begin a frenzied attack on everything living in the vicinity. Wherever they went, whether it was plants and animals or the souls of the Incas after their deaths, they were all subjected to an extermination massacre. Even the earth itself exuded an aura of decay and death under the erosion of the power of death.

"I never imagined that after all these years, he would still be as reckless as ever," Lavern murmured with a sigh.

“Unscrupulous?” Zhang Cheng shook his head slightly with a half-smile. “No, he just hasn’t met an opponent stronger than himself, stronger than he can’t defeat, so he has always had a strange confidence in his bones.”

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Lavern stroked his chin with interest.

Because he knew that in the fragmented world, the young man in front of him had fought with Faust and destroyed one of his clones, but no one else knew the details except for Faust himself.

"Haven't you noticed the laziness and arrogance that Faust inadvertently revealed after all these years? He hasn't encountered a truly equal or even stronger enemy in a long time, so subconsciously he's placed himself on a very high pedestal. Of course, you're similar to some extent, just a little better."

After saying this, Zhang Cheng ignored Lavern's slightly displeased expression and led Hilna straight through the portal.

Accompanied by an intense sense of oppression, the two appeared on a platform that shimmered with dazzling golden light the next second.

Since the city of gold was entirely made of gold nuggets of varying sizes, the light emitted by the miniature sun in the sky shone on the surface of the gold nuggets, creating a strong reflective effect.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be blinded by all that golden reflection.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng is not an ordinary person. Whether it is divinity or the soul of magic, he can easily eliminate this adverse effect.

As for the demon huntress Hilna, she is completely blind and cannot sense the presence of light at all.

As a standard spellcaster, Zhang Cheng did not rush to start a massacre like Faust in an attempt to lure out the owner of this place. Instead, he immediately sensed the magical energy permeating the air and found that the positive energy here was far more abundant than anywhere else, even accounting for an exaggerated proportion of more than 50%.

Clearly, in this environment, positive energy and holy light spells can produce nearly twice the effect of normal spells.

As we all know, whether it's positive energy or holy light energy, it is essentially a killer of the undead.

In this environment, the Death Angel's attack power is greatly weakened, and it also consumes much more death energy than usual when it moves.

It is precisely for this reason that Faust desperately expands his realm of death, attempting to permanently alter the surrounding environment through erosion, in order to create a forward base for his army of the dead to repair and recover.

Unfortunately, before he could finish dealing with the area within a radius of about forty meters, a group of warriors clad in golden armor suddenly leaped out of the huge reservoir in the center of the Golden City, each wielding a spear and axe made entirely of beams of light and charging towards him.

"Huh? What's this?"

Upon seeing this, Faust immediately stopped what he was doing and stared ahead with shining eyes.

As a necromancer, he could sense that every warrior was composed of a human soul and a powerful energy as dazzling as the sun.

"Kuhata!!!!!"

The soldier at the forefront shouted a slogan whose meaning was unclear, raised his spear high, which was radiating a dazzling golden light, and threw it with all his might.

boom!

With a deafening roar from the spear's supersonic speed, a golden light pierced Faust's chest, successfully destroying almost all of his vital internal organs, including his chest cavity and abdomen, leaving only his collarbone and above floating in mid-air.

Generally speaking, such severe injuries from losing weight would be fatal, let alone to a normal person, even to a troll with its powerful self-healing abilities.

But Faust was still alive, and exclaimed in astonishment, "Unbelievable! Is this the power of the gods? To be able to create such a powerful creation using the fragile souls of humankind."

While he was speaking, for some unknown reason, his severely injured body began to rapidly grow bones, internal organs, muscles, blood vessels, and skin, and returned to normal in less than ten seconds.

Apart from the clothes, which had been reduced to dust by the attack, everything else was intact...

Chapter 0716 Goddess

"what!!!!!!!"

The golden-armored warrior clearly had no intention of talking. He roared and charged forward, swinging his weapon, which was made entirely of energy, intending to hack and shred the enemy before him.

Unfortunately, as the most powerful necromancer in the world, Faust was not so easily killed.

Before the dangerous energy weapon could even get close, his newly healed ribs suddenly opened up like a blooming flower of death, extending three or four meters outwards and instantly piercing through the hearts of seven or eight golden-armored warriors.

Even more terrifying is that these sharp bones emitting black smoke are not just simple physical attacks, but are also rapidly eroding the enemy's soul.

In just a few seconds, the fragile human soul of the golden-armored warrior was completely corrupted and degenerated, destroyed by the powerful positive energy that filled his body.

Undoubtedly, Faust employed a very clever tactic, bypassing the opponent's strongest points and targeting their weakest points, which is why he easily killed what should have been a very difficult enemy.

Looking at the soulless, lifeless bodies lying on the ground, he couldn't help but sneer and say sarcastically, "What a pity, their weaknesses are too obvious. It seems that even gods are not omnipotent. At least I have reason to question whether their brains are a little not very sharp."

"Not very effective? You seem to have some misunderstanding about God, don't you?" Zhang Cheng slowly walked up to the other person and said with a half-smile.

“I don’t understand what you mean.” Faust looked puzzled.

Zhang Cheng raised his supreme authority and pierced the heart of a body, letting the abundant positive energy slowly dissipate into the air. He explained meaningfully, "You don't understand the true terror of God. Do you know the concept of energy utilization levels that ordinary people have regarding the levels of civilization and technology? It actually applies to supernatural powers as well."

"What viewpoint?" Faust frowned subconsciously.

Like most powerful figures in the underworld, he was not very interested in the ever-changing technology of the outside world, and could even be said to be indifferent to it.

"In 1964, Soviet astronomer Nikolai Kardashev proposed a hierarchy of extraterrestrial civilizations in a hypothetical universe."

Simply put, it uses the amount of energy a civilization can use to communicate with other planets as a basis to determine its level of development.

For example, before the invention of firearms, humans relied on the energy generated by their own muscles and a small amount of mechanical energy, which was so primitive that even killing each other was extremely inefficient.

But with the invention of gunpowder, humanity suddenly gained control of chemical energy, which greatly increased the efficiency of killing each other. The power of weapons also began to increase day by day, making it easy to kill thousands of their own kind.

Later, physicists discovered the legendary radioactive material, raising the energy level to the level of nuclear fission for the first time. Just a small amount could turn most of a city into ashes.

As for nuclear fusion, which is still under research and development, it has once again increased energy utilization by tens or even hundreds of times.

Similarly, in the world of supernatural powers, there are also huge differences in energy levels.

For example, users of magic are generally stronger than those who fight purely by physical strength, and wizards who acquire magic power through in-depth study and research are generally stronger than witches who rely on talent and bloodline.

Most importantly, in the realm of supernatural powers, gods possess a far greater level of energy than mortals.

Looking at these almost tangible energy shells on the ground, do you think you could create something like them?

No, my dear friend, you cannot.

So please don't think that gods are nothing special. Although they have all sorts of flaws, they can go much further on the path of self-evolution and self-improvement..."

As the last word escaped his lips, Zhang Cheng immediately turned his gaze to the enormous reservoir in the central square of the Golden City, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly: "Do you think what I said is correct, Your Majesty the Primordial Goddess Bachu'e?"

Whoosh!

A violent splash of water surged through the house, and an Indian woman adorned with numerous gold ornaments emerged from within.

Although she was not beautiful, she exuded an awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty, and with each step she took, the souls of the Incas on either side would prostrate themselves in reverence.

“Goddess? Interesting…” Faust curled the corners of his mouth slightly, releasing undisguised killing intent.

The death angels hovering in the sky seemed to sense their master's intentions and swooped down to launch probing attacks on their target.

Before they could even get close, they were overturned by a sudden wave of water and pressed hard against the ground.

These powerful undead beings, who were so arrogant just minutes before, are now like newborn babies, utterly powerless before true gods.

When she was about ten meters away from the intruders, the goddess stopped and rebuked them in a strange but easily understood language: "Kneel down! You despicable thieves and robbers, I hereby declare you blasphemers, the mistress of the Golden City, and sentence you to death for blasphemy."

"A verdict? Hahahaha!" Upon hearing this, Faust immediately burst into unrestrained laughter, sarcastically remarking, "Good heavens! What does she take herself for? And what does she take us for?"

"Don't make such a fuss! You have to understand, the woman standing in front of us is from a primitive tribe that lived thousands of years ago. Her mindset is still stuck in the era when humans worshipped gods madly and obeyed their every word," Zhang Cheng shrugged and joked.

"Insolence! Blasphemers will be punished! Not only will you die a painful death, but your souls will also be sent to the sun to be burned for ten thousand years!" Bachu'e was clearly not the kind of goddess who liked to communicate with enemies.

Without a word, it immediately summoned endless water, creating giant waves hundreds of meters high.

Faust clearly didn't take a few mere giant waves seriously, and without turning his head, he asked his ally, "Hmph! You or I?"

“I’ll do it. You should know that in the eyes of an alchemist, no single form of damage is a threat.” With that, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and gently tapped the air with his right index finger.

moment!

The massive waves, which originally contained terrifying kinetic energy and were overwhelming, suddenly began to freeze for some unknown reason. In less than a second, they were completely transformed into exquisite ice sculptures, losing all their unstoppable momentum.

Upon seeing this, Bachu'e's pupils contracted sharply, and he asked warily, "You are not an ordinary person! Who exactly are you?"

"Me? To be honest, I'm not entirely sure who I am. But one thing is certain: I'm going to kill you and uncover the secrets hidden within you..."

Chapter 0717 Growing Mushrooms

"Kill me? How arrogant! Do you know where you are? This is the City of Gold! A place blessed by the great sun god Inti!"

The goddess Bachoe was clearly enraged, roaring as she opened her arms and looked up at the sky.

moment!