Spellcasting Gods

Instantly, a warm and encouraging energy flowed rapidly throughout the body via the blood circulation.

Zhang Cheng tried raising one finger and gathering energy at its tip.

next second...

Chi! ! !

The blinding golden energy, like a laser, rapidly carved a trench several meters deep into the ground before it finally stopped two or three seconds after the energy supply was cut off.

Gazing at the cleaved ground ahead, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile. He nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad power! This is more worthy of the title of divine artifact. Unlike that other crudely made piece of junk, it's an insult to the word 'divine artifact'."

Just as they were speaking!

The alternate dimension where the Golden City was located suddenly trembled violently, followed by a deafening rumble.

In just a few minutes, both the sky and the ground showed signs of collapse, and in some places in the distance where the collapse had occurred, unfathomable black voids were revealed.

Undoubtedly, that tiny sun floating in the sky is the core that sustains the existence and operation of this world.

Once it's gone, the whole world will be on the countdown to destruction.

However, given the relatively large scale of the collapse, it will last for some time, perhaps a few days, weeks, or months, but it certainly won't exceed a year.

But for Zhang Cheng, this place had lost its value, so he took Hilna across the portal and returned to the bottom of Lake Guadavida.

Without any hesitation, he destroyed the golden mural used to open the passage and teleported back to the town before the lake could cover everything. He then hired a car and drove straight south to Peru.

Leaning against the back of the slightly dirty SUV seat, he chatted idly with the driver in Spanish while contacting Yelena, who was searching for a girl with Inca priestly blood, via his mobile phone.

After several hours of travel, we finally arrived safely in Arequipa, an important city in southern Peru.

Although it is not very prosperous and has few high-rise buildings, with a population of only a few hundred thousand, it has preserved a considerable number of old buildings from the Spanish colonial period.

After paying the bearded driver three hundred dollars, Yelena immediately lowered her voice and reported, "Boss! I've found several suitable targets. Here are their photos and information. Which one do you think is the most suitable?"

"Oh? You found it so quickly!" Zhang Cheng glanced at the detailed information on the other person's phone screen in surprise.

“Yes! This place was originally the birthplace of the Inca Empire. Although it suffered from enslavement and massacres for a long time, the number of original inhabitants was not small. In addition, due to poverty, as long as you spend more money, you can get everything you want,” Yelena explained in a low voice.

It's important to understand that almost every country in Latin America is a resource-exporting nation, and they don't control the pricing power for either agricultural products or natural resources.

Forget about pricing power; some are directly controlled by multinational corporations and conglomerates. Even if the economic data looks decent on the surface, very little money actually ends up in the hands of ordinary residents.

Under such conditions, it would be a miracle if Latin America could rise to prominence, and Peru is no exception.

“Well done! Bring all these girls here and let Tassinma choose for herself. Oh, and by the way, it’s best not to use violence. I don’t want to see bloodshed, understand?”

After saying that, Zhang Cheng went straight into the hotel room he had booked, intending to eat some local delicacies and relax his tense nerves a little.

“Violence? No, BOSS, here, dollars are much more effective than simple violence…” Yelena left a meaningful look, got into a car, stepped on the gas, and planned to get this over with before dark.

Of course, she didn't tell the girls, their parents, or their relatives that she was going to choose a new body for a priestess who had broken the seal in ancient times. Instead, she deceived them into believing that there was an opportunity to go to America.

Throughout Latin America, no citizen can resist the opportunity to travel to the beacon of freedom, regardless of whether the route is illegal or otherwise, and regardless of whether they can obtain legal identification.

……

Meanwhile, deep in the remote forests of Alaska, the behind-the-scenes controllers of the United States had gathered more than three thousand elite veterans and professional bodyguards who had drunk the evolution potion.

These people, through scientific summarization and classification, began to systematically learn the magic and martial arts knowledge they had obtained from Zhang Cheng.

Their sole objective was to quickly create an army capable of withstanding an attack from the Supreme Council.

In addition to learning and training in supernatural powers, these trainees also studied firearms systems and even tried to add magical elements to firearms, bullets, missiles, bombs and other items.

From the perspective of the underground world, these techniques may seem very crude, but given time, they will surely advance by leaps and bounds...

Chapter 0722 The True Face of the Golden City

Eagle Hamilton, who is half vampire and half human, stood at the highest point of the secret base, looking down at his subordinates who were either studying or training intensively. After about a minute or two, he asked without turning his head, "Well, has the latest statistical report come out yet?"

“Here you are, boss. Do you want to hear it now?” A white woman in her forties, wearing a business suit, quickly stepped forward.

“Of course!” Igor nodded without hesitation.

“There are currently 1,100 strength-type enhanced individuals in the base, nearly a quarter of whom have physical test data exceeding twenty times that of normal people, and this number is still growing. In addition, there are 800 magic-talented enhanced individuals, about 130 of whom have completed the basic courses and can cast some powerful spells. As for the rest, they are either agility-type or hybrid enhanced individuals, and researchers are still conducting tests on them.” The woman gave the answer at top speed.

"It sounds like progress is happening quickly, but that's not enough. Remember, my requirement is to create an elite force within six months that is 100% obedient and can withstand an attack from the North American Supreme Council," Eagle stated with a serious expression.

It wasn't that he was too impatient; anyone living in fear under the shadow of the Supreme Council would be eager to gain the power to protect themselves.

The woman clearly knew this wasn't the time to argue, so she bent down slightly and replied, "Understood! Please rest assured, I guarantee you will have a powerful army ready to be deployed to the underground war within six months."

Upon hearing this, a satisfied expression immediately appeared on Igor's face: "Very good! I believe you won't let me down. Also, has there been any new activity from the person I ordered you to keep an eye on last time?"

"Yes! I just received a report. He went out to sea to salvage several shipwrecks some time ago, but for some reason he didn't return with the ships. Instead, he returned to New York alone three days ago and met with another important figure. Then, this morning, the two of them disappeared on a yacht in the port area."

After saying that, the woman took out a few pages of a report with photos from a folder in her arms and handed it over.

“Lavern? Salvage the shipwreck?” Eagle squinted and muttered to himself, lost in thought.

Five minutes later, he finally looked up and ordered in a resolute tone, "Find them! Use all resources and means! Find them within five hours. I can sense that they are carrying out some very important secret operation, and they are keeping it from the North American Supreme Council."

"Yes! I will give the order immediately."

"And another thing! Don't let them find out! These two big shots are not people you can handle right now! Especially the younger one, who is our most important ally at this stage. I don't want to turn him into an enemy."

……

Just as Igor was using all available resources to frantically search for the two men's location, darkness was already falling in Arequipa, a city in southern Peru.

Zhang Cheng sat on a deck chair on the balcony, enjoying the beautiful sunset while savoring freshly squeezed local juice, looking incredibly relaxed.

Behind him, Tassinma's consciousness had already taken over the soul of a seventeen-year-old girl, and was further modifying and merging with her body.

After about twenty minutes, the priestess from over a thousand years ago finally finished all her work. Wearing a light, strappy dress, she came to the balcony and said with a smile, "I'm glad you fulfilled your promise so quickly. This temporary body suits me well; it can hold at least one-tenth of my power."

"I'm glad you like it." Zhang Cheng held up the glass bottle full of juice and poured a glass of juice for the other person.

"Thank you!"

Tassinma tossed her long black hair and sat down on another recliner next to the table, her gaze never leaving the bracers that had transformed from the Sun Scepter.

As a priestess, she could not possibly be unaware of the story of the sun god Inti and the golden city.

To be precise, the Golden City was completed not too long before her birth, and combined with the information she had given not long ago, it was easy to guess what this seemingly ordinary decoration meant.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly noticed this as well, and openly revealed it, casually probing, "Are you interested in my new wristband?"

"Wristbands? Heh, do you think I wouldn't recognize the second form of the Sun Scepter?" the priestess asked with a half-smile.

"Oh? So you knew! Then why didn't you tell me before?" Zhang Cheng stared into the other person's eyes.

Because he doesn't trust anyone, he is always subconsciously wary, feeling that the other person is hiding some ulterior motive.

Tassinma seemed completely unconcerned about the verbal offense, and continued to explain, "The Golden City is said to have been initially built at the behest of the sun god Inti, and it took hundreds of years to barely complete. The subsequent decoration and improvement never stopped. According to my investigation, its original purpose was definitely not, as is claimed, for the sun god to protect his direct descendants, but rather to satisfy the ambition of a certain goddess who craved great power."

"You mean... the souls of the Incas in the City of Gold were actually raw materials used to convert energy? The scepter itself was a conversion tool, and the small sun in the sky was an energy storage device?" Zhang Cheng was clearly taken aback and subconsciously touched the raised golden gem on his wristband.

"That's right! That bastard Bachoe, in order to borrow the power of the Sun God, secretly used the remnant Sun Scepter to create a kingdom under his control. Now that the Sun Scepter is in your hands, the creator of the Golden City must be dead, right?"

As she said this, the priestess's tone revealed undisguised schadenfreude.

It goes without saying that there must be a deep-seated grudge between the two.

"Yes! My allies and I killed her. By the way, did you have a grudge against her?"

“Hatred? No, our relationship is not that simple. More than a thousand years ago, I was even willing to give everything, even my soul, to bring about her destruction. Bachoe was a sinner of the Inca; she personally pushed us into the abyss in exchange for her own eternal immortality.”

"Interesting! So you were imprisoned for resisting? I don't understand, why didn't she just kill you once and for all?"

"She wouldn't kill me easily; instead, she wanted to tame me through imprisonment, making me serve her like a pitiful slave. But unfortunately, I never truly submitted, and I never will..."

Chapter 0723 Important Information

Perhaps they've just acquired a fantastic new body, or perhaps they've finally escaped from their cage...

In short, Tassinma seemed to be in a pretty good mood today, and even took the initiative to reveal some secrets from the ancient Inca era.

Through the conversation, Zhang Cheng learned that the mythological era of the Native American region was much later than that of other parts of the world. It was almost as if the gods of other regions had begun to disappear, and the first generation of gods here had just suddenly appeared.

He had good reason to suspect that these gods actually came from other parts of the world and had just experienced a brutal war with Heaven and Hell.

But for reasons unknown, they flocked to this land that remained in a primitive and barbaric era, and transformed and usurped the beliefs of the Native Americans.

In addition, the gods in the Americas are particularly bloodthirsty, and every single one of them requires believers to frequently offer the blood and souls of living people, almost as if they were recovering from a severe injury by using every means possible.

Of course, all of this is Zhang Cheng's deduction; he would have to see it for himself to draw any conclusions.

Even so, it's still much better than relying entirely on guesswork.

information!

It has always been one of the most important factors in determining victory or defeat!

If you can know the enemy's personality, habits, weaknesses, and usual tactics in advance, you can naturally formulate targeted strategies. Even if there is a gap in strength between the two sides, you can easily achieve victory against the odds.

Admiring Tassinma, who was dressed as an Indigenous girl beside him, Zhang Cheng asked with a smile, "What are your plans next?"

"Plans?" The priestess's face showed a hint of melancholy, and she quickly shook her head gently. "Over a thousand years have passed, and the world has changed so much. I need some time to adapt. Until then, I believe you wouldn't mind having several followers by your side, would you? After all, besides you, I simply can't find another person I can trust."

"Oh? You want to stay by my side? I have to say, that's not a good idea. Because I'm not a peaceful person, I often face all sorts of hostility and trouble. Are you sure you want to put yourself in danger?" Zhang Cheng deliberately made his tone sound uncertain.

Clearly, he had no intention of keeping this unknown stranger by his side until he saw the other person's true identity.

“Don’t worry, I’m not afraid of danger and trouble, and I’m very good at dealing with them. Besides, don’t you want to know more about the secrets of the Inca Empire? I can give you a lot of clues about the sleeping gods and their hiding places. Believe me, there are countless things that will interest you hidden in this vast rainforest.” Tassinma leaned down and whispered enticingly in Zhang Cheng’s ear.

The priestess wasn't a fool; she could sense the wariness and power emanating from the young man before her.

After all, breaking into the Golden City and killing the goddess Bachu is something no ordinary person could do.

Therefore, in order to gain his trust, she knew she had to take risks, at least to observe Zhang Cheng's character over a long period of time before deciding whether to ask him for help in breaking the seemingly impenetrable cage.

A thousand years of imprisonment and torture had made her wary, and she dared not give too much trust to strangers she met for the first time.

"What if I'm interested in you?" Zhang Cheng suddenly reached out his right hand without warning, grabbed Tassinma's smooth chin, and his pupils flashed with an aggressive light.

"It is my honor!" Without saying a word, the priestess took off her thin short skirt, revealing the naked and slightly immature body of the Native American girl.

Her actions were so bold that she showed absolutely no shyness or embarrassment.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he explained, "No, no, no, I think you've misunderstood something. What interests me isn't the body you're occupying, but your true form that's been imprisoned. I'm very curious about what kind of power you possess that makes those gods reluctant to kill you."

"Haha! Don't rush... don't rush, powerful man. I will give you the answer someday, but not now. Right now, I just want to relive the pleasures of womanhood. Shouldn't you grant me this small wish?" Tassinma hinted meaningfully.