Spellcasting Gods

Through the dim light, Polman could vaguely see an unidentified shape resembling a dragon whirlwind lifting Zhang Cheng up.

Although he didn't recognize the wind elementals of Azeroth, he knew it must be some kind of supernatural creature, like a dragon, giant, monster, or vampire...

With the wind elemental Vera he summoned, Zhang Cheng rushed to the back door of the supermarket in just a few seconds, and then threw out the Flame Storm he had prepared.

next second...

boom!

The intense flames instantly engulfed the werewolf, who had no time to react!

Before they could even see what the attacker looked like, they began to roll and thrash on the ground, trying to extinguish the burning hair.

Chapter 0086 Unleashing a Bloodbath (Part 2)

"Vera! Kill them all!" Zhang Cheng gave the order to the summoned wind elemental without hesitation.

Based on his understanding of werewolves, the chances of any ordinary people surviving in this supermarket were almost zero, so there was no need to worry and he could just kill them all.

"Yes, Master!"

Vera responded through the telepathic link, quickly causing the air currents surrounding her body to swirl rapidly, heading straight for one of the werewolves lying on the ground trying to extinguish the remaining flames on his body.

Before the latter could recover from the sudden storm of flames, he immediately felt a piercing pain.

Looking up, he found that his entire upper body had been torn to shreds by invisible energy blades, with some parts even revealing bare bones. What was even more terrifying was that, despite the werewolf's super regenerative abilities, the wounds could not be healed in a short time.

Because during the cutting process, many substances similar to static electricity remain inside the ruptured skin and muscles, severely hindering the repair of damaged cells.

"Aaaaaah!!! Damn it! Help me! There's a monster here!" the werewolf roared as he quickly transformed, trying to break free of his restraints with his powerful muscles.

Unfortunately, the wind elemental has no physical body or fixed form. It waved its claws but ultimately failed to grab anything, losing several fingers in the process.

Upon hearing their companion's cries for help, the other two werewolves disregarded their need to extinguish the flames and transformed themselves, rushing forward to bite and tear at the fire with utter irrationality.

Only Salas realized the situation was bad and turned to run towards the warehouse at the back door of the supermarket, completely disregarding the lives of his men, or rather, using them as cannon fodder to buy time.

"Hmph! Trying to run away?"

Zhang Cheng sneered, raised his hand and summoned the water element Melroyas, the fire element Thassos, and the earth element Sethen, blocking all the exits from four directions.

Now, no matter which direction the werewolf leader wants to come out from, he will inevitably have to face one of the elements.

As for the ordinary werewolves, they had long since been turned into a sticky mess of flesh and blood by Vera's strangulation, with only their hardest bones remaining intact, making it look like a scene from a horror movie.

Clearly, pure physical attacks alone cannot truly harm it.

Taking a deep breath of the blood-scented air, Zhang Cheng felt his recently cold nerves begin to stir again, like the indescribable intense stimulation a hunter feels when delivering a fatal blow to its prey.

"This feeling... is just amazing..." he muttered to himself, a smirk playing on his lips, as he pulled out well water brimming with arcane energy from his bag and drank it down.

In the blink of an eye, violet light began to swirl around his body, forming a layer of energy.

Don't mistake this for some kind of protective magic!

On the contrary, these energy clusters function more like a magical replenishment.

Once Zhang Cheng's own magic power is exhausted, he can directly draw energy from the energy cluster to quickly restore himself.

Of course, just like everything has its good and bad sides, the downside of forcibly and quickly drawing energy from the outside world is its huge addictive nature.

In fact, he is now showing signs of addiction because he often replenishes his arcane energy from the pool of water in the wooden barrel in the basement. He feels uncomfortable and unable to concentrate if he doesn't inhale a little bit every day.

However, in order to quickly gain power and prepare for the impending chaos, Zhang Cheng had to temporarily abandon the isolation treatment and let his addiction to demons continue to deepen.

After all, as long as the barrel is protected from damage, having a magic addiction isn't a big deal. High elves have been inhaling magic for thousands of years and haven't had any major problems.

So-called addiction only manifests its serious aftereffects when the pure energy source is destroyed.

Before this, the high elves had created a glorious magical civilization by having all of them absorb the Sunwell.

With an air of nonchalance, Zhang Cheng, leaning on his flint staff, strode into the entrance leading to the underground warehouse.

Just as he stepped across the threshold, a short figure suddenly rushed out from the corner!

Zhang Cheng raised his left hand and, without hesitation, delivered a fiery shock to the opponent.

boom!

The short figure fell to the ground with a thud, but quickly rolled over and got up, opening its mouth to let out a threatening growl.

Thanks to the brief flash of light, Zhang Cheng finally saw clearly what had attacked him.

It is about 1.3 meters tall and looks somewhat like a miniature werewolf, but its body is not covered with the thick fur of a normal werewolf. Instead, it is covered with a layer of reddish-brown scales. It has two sharp horns on its head and its eyes are like two burning flames, constantly emitting an eerie red light.

Demon Child!

The word immediately popped into Zhang Cheng's mind, and he realized that this was the hybrid werewolf with hellish blood that Salas had obtained through a sacrificial ritual.

Although they were less than a month old, they already looked almost like thirteen or fourteen-year-old children, and their strength, agility, and regeneration abilities were more than twice that of ordinary werewolves.

At least an ordinary werewolf would have absolutely no chance of getting back up in a short time after being hit by a fire blast.

But the hybrid werewolf acted as if nothing had happened, rolled on the ground and quickly retreated, intending to use the darkness as cover to launch another sneak attack.

"Is this your trump card and trump card, Salas? If so, I regret to inform you that you probably won't be leaving here alive tonight." Zhang Cheng calmly closed the door and locked it from the inside. Then he slowly walked to the center and looked up at the werewolf leader who had somehow jumped onto the top of the box.

"Who are you? Why are you going against me?" Salas, whose whereabouts had been exposed, leaped down and questioned with a frown.

He still doesn't understand why a wizard would suddenly appear and try to kill him.

"Hahahaha! You actually asked why? My God!" Zhang Chengshi couldn't help but burst into laughter, and while laughing, he asked back, "Don't you remember that just over a month ago, you and your men chased me for several blocks?"

"Me? Hunting you down?" Salas narrowed his eyes and began searching his memory.

About a minute or two later, he suddenly realized something and exclaimed in disbelief, "You...you're the Asian youth that Catherine saved?!"

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly: "Ah, it seems you haven't forgotten me. Tell me, what is your purpose in attacking ordinary people and abducting young women to sacrifice to demons? If you answer well, I can let you die a quick death."

"How is this possible... You were just an ordinary person back then... How did you suddenly become a wizard?" Salas clearly hadn't heard the question from before, muttering to himself, completely bewildered.

Chapter 0087 Unleashing a Bloodbath (Part 2)

"Woooo..."

"Waaaaah..."

Just as the two were talking face to face, a large number of young werewolves mixed with hellish blood slowly emerged from the cover of darkness, surrounding Zhang Cheng from all sides and letting out threatening growls. They would launch an attack at the first command.

However, for some reason, the werewolf leader did not react for a long time, and did not even show any intention of transforming. He remained standing still.

After a good two or three minutes, he suddenly raised his head and burst into a maniacal laugh without warning, like a madman: "Hahahaha! I understand... I understand! You must have been sent by the master to test me! It doesn't matter, I will prove that I am the master's most capable servant! And you! You will die here today, just like the previous three!"

“Master?!” A strange glint flashed in Zhang Cheng’s eyes.

He had no idea that the other party was not acting alone, but had a hidden, mysterious force behind them.

"What? You want to deny it? Besides the master's great power, who else could turn an ordinary person into a wizard in just half a month? Ah, I see, you've only just gained power, so you're not even qualified to know the master's name. It's alright, I'll make up for this lesson for you. Whoever survives in the end can serve the master better..."

Perhaps he had some mental issues, or perhaps his imagination was too vivid; in any case, Salas seemed convinced that Zhang Cheng, like himself, was a pawn of some mastermind, and his eyes even revealed a strange fanaticism.

What's even more terrifying is that he showed absolutely no fear of death, as if dying for his "master" was a great honor.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng frowned instinctively and said in a tone full of disgust, "Excuse me for interrupting. First of all, I want to state that I have absolutely no relation to your lunatic master. Secondly, if he is as powerful as you say, why does he hide in the shadows like a sewer rat? Finally, I don't care what kind of schemes you've been plotting, but you've messed with me, and that's why you have to die today."

"What?! How dare you slander our great master! Unforgivable!" Salas roared in fury.

"Hmph! By what right? By these disgusting demonic infants? Sorry, I might have had a hard time dealing with them a week ago, but now..."

Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and deliberately dragged out the sound, then suddenly raised his staff high, releasing piercing ice rings in all directions centered on himself.

Snapped!

After a crisp ringing sound, the entire warehouse was enveloped in a layer of crystal-clear ice. Neither the werewolf leader nor any of the hybrid werewolves who tried to approach could escape.

Clearly, this is no longer a Frost Nova cast by an Azerothian mage in the ordinary sense, but a new spell created by combining deciphering magical runes, with a power that is more than ten times greater than the former.

Of course, the downside is that once you leave the magical Earth and go to another world, the spell may lose its effect.

Seeing that the surrounding enemies were firmly locked in place, Zhang Cheng's hands suddenly burst into scorching flames, and with a bang, he blasted the unlucky guy closest to him away, sending him flying and smashing him into several pieces.

Although werewolves of the Hellblood lineage possess considerable fire resistance, they cannot withstand the shockwaves generated by violent explosions. Furthermore, the extremely low temperature causes all their blood and bodily fluids to freeze, naturally leading to an incredible outcome.

Fireball!

Flame Impact!

Flame Storm!

Although he was a pure frost mage by nature, he now skillfully used fire magic to kill his defenseless enemies one by one.

As the last werewolf slammed into the corner and snapped in two, Salas finally broke free of the frost's restraints. His muscles bulged rapidly, and he roared madly, "Ahhhhhh!!!! No!!! You ruined my mission! You ruined my master's plans! I'll kill you! I'll tear you to pieces!"

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a slightly robust human into a gigantic werewolf.

However, compared to the grayish-brown fur of ordinary werewolves, his fur is closer to silver, or rather, silver-white.

When the moonlight streams through the window, it casts a faint halo, as if it were reflecting light.

Without a doubt, Salas was not an ordinary werewolf leader, but a descendant of an ancient noble lineage.

According to the legends of this world, all werewolves share a common ancestor: Fenrir from Norse mythology. To be precise, he was a hybrid born from the union of a demon wolf and a mortal woman. His six direct descendants formed the six famous werewolf clans that later became known to the world.

Generally speaking, the purer a werewolf's bloodline, the stronger its strength, speed, regeneration, and resilience, and the closer its fur is to silver and translucent.

“A werewolf noble? Things are getting more and more interesting…” Zhang Cheng muttered to himself as he quickly retreated.

He didn't want to test whether the opponent's dark, sharp claws could break through his magic shield in one go.

"Don't even think about running!" Salas pushed off with both feet, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

His speed was comparable to that of a speeding car; he rushed forward in an instant and swung his black-glowing claws down.

Zhang Cheng had clearly not expected that pure muscle power could be this fast, leaving him no time to make any dodging movements.

He now has only two choices: either use Blink to escape the attack range, or activate Ice Barrier to withstand the fatal blow.

After a brief consideration, he ultimately chose the latter, which was to activate the ice barrier.

next second...

boom!

A mass of solid ice, radiating a bone-chilling cold, appeared out of thin air and forcefully blocked the sharp claws that were falling from the sky!