Spellcasting Gods

Now, if the sword is drawn, he will die from massive bleeding within seconds; no one can stop death from coming.

This wasn't just simple shapeshifting magic; it was a vicious form of necromancy. And the black sword wasn't a sword in the ordinary sense; it carried a deadly curse.

Any unlucky soul who gets stabbed will never have a wound that heals properly, not even with healing potions or spells.

"Well done, Potter."

Feeling confident of victory, Voldemort didn't rush to kill his opponent. Instead, he turned around and gave his "savior" an approving nod.

Only after experiencing the full power of the Elder Wand firsthand can one understand why Dumbledore is considered the greatest wizard of his time.

Although he had gained a more powerful modified body upon resurrection, he still didn't gain any advantage in the battle just now.

If it weren't for the successful surprise attack at the end, it would probably have taken several hours to determine the winner.

However, blinded by hatred, Harry Potter paid no heed to the Dark Lord's praise. He walked straight up to him, raised his wand, grinned maliciously, and growled, "I swore an oath! To make you taste the ultimate pain! Now it's time to fulfill that vow! Crucifixion!"

"what!!!!!!!"

Dumbledore screamed and fell to his knees with a thud, letting out a pitiful cry.

No one can withstand the excruciating pain caused by the Crucifixion Curse!

This spell does not affect the physical body, but directly affects the mind and soul!

Just as Harry Potter was about to vent his anger and hatred by torturing the boy, another clone, identical to Dumbledore, silently appeared in the dilapidated house, aimed at the boy, and uttered the same spell: "Crunch in the Heart!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Absolutely no surprises!

The "Savior" also fell directly onto the dusty floor, curling up in pain, his eyes wide open, seemingly unable to believe that two Dumbledores had appeared in his sight.

"Hahahaha! My God! This is the funniest thing I've ever seen in my life! Look at this poor little guy, he has no idea what's going on." Voldemort spread his arms and burst into maniacal laughter.

conspiracy!

betray!

cheat!

For him, all of this was nothing short of a grand feast of revenge.

Whether it's Dumbledore or the self-righteous "savior," they are all just pawns being manipulated and played with.

As the instigator of all this, Zhang Cheng squatted down with a smile, staring into Harry Potter's angry and resentful eyes, and said meaningfully, "I think you must want to understand the situation now, right? Actually, the answer is very simple! I used genetic technology to clone a copy of Dumbledore, and the person who attacked you and killed Cho Chang was not Dumbledore himself, but his copy. Also, do you think Cho Chang really fell in love with you? No, that poor girl was also under my control."

"Why...why did you do this to me?" Harry struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"Why? Of course, it's to use you against Albus Dumbledore. Now that the goal has been achieved, you're no longer of any use. But I won't kill you. On the contrary, I'll let you live a long and miserable life, filled with endless pain and regret. You know what? Many people say the world is full of hope, but the truth is actually despair. I like the dark world, and I especially enjoy watching those who are full of hope eventually fall into darkness."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng adjusted the boy's glasses, turned around and turned his gaze to the old man who was stubbornly holding on to his last breath.

The latter exuded a strong aura of death, but his eyes remained firm, showing no fear or hesitation whatsoever, as if he had long anticipated this day.

“Dear Headmaster, you don’t seem to realize what I’m about to do to you, do you?” Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"Whatever you do will no longer affect me, because death is an irreversible process. Once I am dead, whatever you do will be irrelevant to me," Dumbledore replied, enduring the intense pain.

"No, no, no, death is not an irreversible process, at least not for me. Next, I will pull your soul out of your body and imprison it in a desolate space completely isolated from the outside world. I'm curious how long you can endure in this environment before you go mad? According to the principle of the interaction between energies, the purer, kinder, and nobler a person is in life, the more evil, twisted, and morbid their fallen soul will be after death..."

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out a black crystal he had prepared beforehand and activated the Soul Drain ability unique to Azerothian warlocks, forcibly separating the still-alive Albus Dumbledore from his body.

Because there was no attempt to conceal it, everyone present clearly saw what happened.

Voldemort, in particular, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly reminded in a slightly hoarse voice, "My friend! This is not what we agreed upon!"

"Heh, don't you understand yet? Your Excellency the Dark Lord! In truth, you and Dumbledore are no different; you are both merely pawns in my hands..."

As the last word escaped his lips, Zhang Cheng raised his right index finger and gently flicked it in the air.

boom!

Suddenly, Voldemort's blood vessels burst, spraying out large amounts of dark red blood that emitted a strong, foul odor.

The clones and Ron attacked without hesitation, knocking the Death Eaters in the old house, who hadn't even had time to react, to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the victor, who had been swaggering with pride, became a prisoner.

"You...you tampered with the resurrection ritual?! Why didn't I sense it?" Voldemort asked through gritted teeth, his eyes narrowed.

“Remember the black liquid in the glass container, and Ron’s severed arm? These things contain an energy called the power of creation, and I am the source, creator, and controller of this energy. Now, every drop of blood and every cell in your body is under my control. I can make you die in seconds whenever I want,” Zhang Cheng explained casually.

In fact, he has made groundbreaking progress in the research of the power of creation, and has even launched an interesting "Human Instrumentality Project".

After thermonuclear weapons have wiped out more than 90 percent of the world’s population, Hermione Granger will launch a low-Earth orbit satellite that releases a filtered and optimized creative force into the clouds around the world, which will then be distributed to the seven continents and four oceans through rainfall.

In this way, before long, all the life forms that have survived on Earth will gradually evolve various magical abilities, and even ordinary people will have the potential to become wizards.

Chapter 0798 Destruction and Death

"What exactly do you want to do?"

After watching helplessly as Voldemort's blood vessels burst all over his body and he was eventually frozen into a solid block of ice by ultra-low temperature magic, Severus Snape finally couldn't help but speak up and question him loudly.

He had initially thought that this mysterious Easterner and the Dark Lord had joined forces to rule the entire magical world, but now it seemed that this was clearly not the case.

"What for? That's a good question!"

Zhang Cheng smiled and held up one finger.

"You might not believe it, but I didn't originally have any specific purpose. I just wanted to do some research quietly. But the method of using killing to create Horcruxes gave me a huge inspiration, so I decided to use the deaths of more than 90 percent of the world's population to explore the secrets hidden behind death. As for building a world completely ruled by wizards, that's just an excuse to get those pure-blood nobles to contribute. I never really had any such intention, but I won't stop them from realizing their ideals."

"Just to uncover the secrets of death! You're going to destroy the whole world?" Snape stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly: "Of course! Isn't that reason enough? You have to understand that death is the most fundamental rule of this world, and even the entire universe. It is also a powerful force that no person or god can resist. As long as you can master it, even just a small part of it is worthwhile. In addition, with the development of technology, humans always think that they are the most special species on this planet, the only intelligent life that is beyond the control of nature. But that's not true."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Snape frowned instinctively.

"Don't rush, let me finish."

Zhang Cheng waved his hand lightly and continued, "In the earliest stages of life on Earth, most life forms were actually anaerobic. They produced oxygen in large quantities through their metabolism, changing the ecological environment of this planet."

Because there was no restraint or balance, the oxygen content in the air eventually soared from a very low level to a level high enough to kill most anaerobic life.

This means that the unrestricted reproduction and expansion of anaerobic organisms led to the first large-scale extinction in the history of life evolution.

Doesn't this sound somewhat similar to human development?

In fact, given the current pace of technological development, it is simply impossible for humanity to enter the era of space colonization before exhausting Earth's resources.

As the population grows, it will eventually face self-destruction, just like the earliest anaerobic organisms on Earth.

In the great process of life's evolution, humans are not as special as they imagine. So what I did was just adding an interesting variable to the process. As for the outcome, let time prove it.

Oh, I almost forgot, in a few minutes, the first thermonuclear missile will be detonated over London. I sincerely invite you all to come and witness this spectacular scene…”

The words had barely left his mouth!

Bright points of light suddenly streaked across the horizon, tearing through the thick clouds in the sky, and flew straight toward the major cities of the British Isles.

Unlike most rockets and aircraft, these points of light do not fly upwards or horizontally, but fall from a great height, just like a beautiful meteor shower.

However, this "meteor shower" brought not only a stunning visual impact, but also nuclear warheads capable of causing devastating damage.

Before most ordinary people could even react to what was happening, the piercing alarm for epidemic prevention and control was sounded.

Woo-woo-woo-woo

Unlike ordinary air raid sirens, this time the sirens sounded exceptionally urgent, and one wave after another kept repeating, almost like a triple spiral, giving people a feeling that the end of the world was coming.

But in reality, it's no different from the end of the world.

This air raid siren signifies a nuclear missile attack, unlike the small-scale bombing raids on Britain by Germany during World War II.

Not long after, the first warhead was detonated in the air near the mouth of the Thames.

moment!

A massive fireball, countless times brighter than the sun, soared into the sky, instantly vaporizing all life and buildings in the vicinity. The terrifying shockwave spread rapidly outwards from the center.

Whether it's modern skyscrapers or ancient streets, everything has turned to dust; nothing has been spared.

boom!!!!

The deafening sound didn't reach us until the fireball had expanded to its maximum size.

Shocked!

The sheer power of the experience is beyond words!

Especially for wizards who had no interest in the ordinary world, this was the first time they realized that the ordinary people they looked down on had unknowingly mastered such incredibly powerful weapons.

"Excuse me, I might have to excuse myself for a moment." Zhang Cheng gave a slight bow and quickly disappeared from the spot.

next second...

He appeared directly on the Earth orbiting space station more than 400 kilometers above the ground, looking down at the bright flames rising into the sky from the Earth's surface, and murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear: "Destruction and death! What a beautiful picture! Come, rules of death, let me see your true face."

Without a doubt, the hydrogen bomb is the most powerful weapon ever invented by mankind, bar none.

With tens of thousands of nuclear warheads being detonated one after another around the world, almost all cities were completely destroyed in the first wave of attacks, more than two billion people disappeared forever, and not even their intact bodies were preserved.

When hundreds of millions of souls gathered together, an invisible force slowly emerged, guiding them gently toward the depths of the earth's core.

"The Earth's core? Interesting!" Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up immediately upon realizing this.

Because he realized that he seemed to have discovered an incredible secret, an absolute surprise.

Without any hesitation, he directly attached his consciousness to a certain soul, passed through the earth's crust, and followed the main force toward their final destination.

Because it was completely dark all around, without even the slightest bit of light, the perception of time became increasingly blurred.

Most importantly, the souls of those ordinary people who died began to lose their memories and self-awareness during this long journey, gradually evolving into a special form that was extremely pure and clean.

Just as Zhang Cheng was becoming intensely curious about this phenomenon, the great migration of souls finally came to an end.

In the deepest part of the Earth's core, at a temperature of thousands or even tens of thousands of degrees Celsius, a golden point of light was constantly pulsating, and the dead souls were jumping into it one by one like moths to a flame.

With every ten thousand souls it devours, the point of light grows even brighter, as if it has undergone some kind of evolution and sublimation...

Chapter 0799 After the Nuclear Explosion

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