Spellcasting Gods

"It's very simple! Almost all large cults have their own official websites. You can log in to the website to find the address of their headquarters. Go, go and deal with these heinous guys, and make them accomplices and henchmen of hell in human society."

"As you wish, great Lord of Hell."

……

Having obtained the necessary information, Ashima didn't hesitate for a second and immediately beckoned to a long-haired man dressed like a hippie.

The latter immediately transformed into a sycophant, taking the woman of his dreams with him and speeding towards Los Angeles, the City of Angels.

Watching the car gradually disappear at the end of the road, Zhang Cheng then said to Elsa, who had already finished a large glass of beer, "You don't mind if I take Elizabeth away for a while, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind! You two go have your own time. I can take care of myself and have some fun." The girl shrugged nonchalantly.

"Thank you! All expenses for today are on my tab, it's on you."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng gently patted Elsa's shoulder, then took Elizabeth's hand and walked out of the tavern.

No one noticed how cold and terrifying his eyes were, hidden in the shadows as he lowered his head.

Chapter 0874 confirms

In an inconspicuous alley on the west side of the town, two young people, a man and a woman, were looking at each other face to face. They were Zhang Cheng and Elizabeth, who had just left the bar.

They stared at each other for a full minute before the girl finally couldn't help but ask, "Why did you drag me out here alone all of a sudden? What important thing is it you want to tell me?"

"I'm so sorry, darling. I don't want you to see or remember what's about to happen, so please take a nap first. Don't worry, I'll wake you up soon after I confirm my suspicions..."

The words had barely left his mouth!

A silver glint flashed in Zhang Cheng's pupils, a sight that only appears when his psychic abilities are activated.

Elizabeth didn't even have a chance to resist; she simply closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, completely cutting off her senses from the outside world.

Without any hesitation or wavering!

Zhang Cheng stretched out his right hand and carefully pulled the girl's soul out of her body, then searched for something in the complex spiritual matter from head to toe.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours...

As he began to doubt his own hidden suspicions, an extremely strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he slowly pulled out a small piece of unidentified substance that shimmered with dazzling light from the deepest part of his soul.

This tiny fragment, no bigger than a fingernail, gave him an indescribable sense of intimacy, as if it were part of his own body, while simultaneously stirring a strong possessive desire within him.

"So that's the truth behind my intense desire for Elizabeth! It wasn't the result of the witch Catherine's manipulation, but rather that her soul contained a crucial missing part of mine; both of us were tampered with. But who did it? And why? Is it really as Satan, the former lord of hell, said, that an unseen hand is lurking behind this world? And who is that man who bears such a striking resemblance to me?"

The more Zhang Cheng thought about it, the more he realized that the world was far more complex than he had imagined.

Moreover, as more and more mysteries are solved, even more mysteries emerge, like a vast fog obscuring all vision.

Without a doubt, a fragment separated from his own soul was extremely important to him.

For some reason, this fragment of soul had developed independence and could not yet be merged with itself. Therefore, it had no choice but to hide it back into Elizabeth's soul, muttering to itself, "Well, it's not the right time yet. I'll take it back when the time is right."

The words had barely left his mouth!

Zhang Cheng snapped his fingers, sending the girl's soul into her body.

next second...

"Ah! What just happened?" Elizabeth cried out as she regained consciousness.

"It's nothing, I've got the answer I wanted. Let's go back now, or Elsa will get impatient." Zhang Cheng maintained his smile as always, not intending to reveal the truth.

Because he had figured out why Elizabeth was so important and different—not because of the innate attraction between men and women, but because she possessed something of his most precious quality within her.

"Going back now? Don't you think it's a bit too early?" The girl winked playfully, seemingly hinting at something.

In the past, Zhang Cheng would have accepted the invitation without hesitation.

But now, without hesitation, he smiled and shook his head: "No, not now. I have some urgent business to attend to. I'll come back to you after I'm done."

"Alright! You'd better hurry, don't keep me waiting too long." With that, Elizabeth reluctantly let go of her hand and turned to walk towards the bar.

Watching her push open the door and enter the bar, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and sighed softly, "It seems I made a huge mistake, naively believing that no matter what I become, I'll eventually have a partner who will never leave me. I've always been alone, living to pursue endless knowledge and power—that was true before, that's true now, and that will be true in the future. Only by abandoning unrealistic fantasies can I achieve ultimate transcendence..."

As the last word fell, he opened a portal and disappeared from the spot.

……

Meanwhile, after a long journey, Ashima had entered the City of Angels, Los Angeles, kicked aside the hippies who fawned over her, and wandered the streets alone.

Because she exuded an alluring aura at all times, she quickly attracted the attention of a group of gangsters.

Just as these guys were planning to rob someone of their money and perhaps even take advantage of them in a dark alley, an old man in a floral shirt suddenly appeared out of nowhere and, without saying a word, put all the gang members into a deep sleep.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so Black and Latino people were lying on the ground, snoring loudly.

After all this was done, the old man asked in a wary tone, "Tell me your name, Demon. If I'm not mistaken, you haven't obtained entry permission from the Supreme Council yet, have you?"

“Oh my, isn’t this Cosmo, the Speaker of the North American Supreme Council? What, don’t you recognize me? You know, we met once when you were little,” Eshima teased with a half-smile.

It's important to understand that in the human world, demons are not as suppressed or weakened as they are in many movies or fantasy works.

On the contrary, their power will not be weakened or suppressed, but will be released in its entirety.

This means that unless the Supreme Council uses some secret weapons, it is impossible to truly harm a demon king, even a castrated version of a demon king that is reduced to a dozen times its original size.

“Eh…Eshima! You are Eshima! A direct descendant of the first Lustful Demon King!” Cosmo’s pupils contracted sharply, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

He never dreamed he would be so unlucky. He had just planned to go for a walk and deal with some ordinary demons who had smuggled themselves in, but instead he encountered an extremely dangerous enemy.

Yes!

Extremely dangerous!

He would never forget that when he was around twenty years old and learning magic from this demon king, he had secretly made some dangerous deals with him through an evil sacrificial ritual.

They realized just how powerful the other side was, that it was not something that one or two members of the Supreme Council could handle.

If a full-scale war were to break out between the two sides now, the entire city of Los Angeles would likely be reduced to ruins, and millions of ordinary people would die.

Chapter 0875 The Devil's Deal

"Not bad, it seems you still remember me. I didn't expect so many years to have passed. You, who were once young and ambitious, are now nearing the end of your life. How about it, are you interested in making another deal with me? If you just nod, I can recruit your soul to Hell after you die and reincarnate you as a high-level demon." Ashima curled the corners of her lips, extending an invitation with a half-smile.

As a demon, her eyes could easily see through the qualities of a human soul.

In particular, the souls of powerful wizards, once they fall into hell, will immediately produce a powerful effect, and may even rise rapidly to become lesser demon lords, far more valuable than the souls of 100,000 ordinary people.

However, Cosmo clearly didn't want to make a deal with a terrifying demon, so he quickly took several steps back and cautiously probed, "Why are you in the human world? Is Hell planning to break the treaty and start a war?"

“War? No! I was invited.” Ashima held up a finger and gently shook it in front of the old man. “Besides, you don’t know, do you? A great war broke out in Hell not long ago. All five Demon Kings except me were killed, and the one who killed them was the new Lord of Hell.”

"What?! Someone has unified Hell!" Cosmo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

It's important to understand that for thousands of years, Hell has always been in a state of semi-chaos and semi-order, and no demon king has ever been able to defeat his rival.

Even so, the forces of Hell remain incredibly powerful, and both Heaven and the Supreme Council must remain vigilant at all times, never daring to act rashly.

Now, he simply cannot imagine what the world would be like if someone became the ruler of hell, ruling over billions of demons.

"Hehe, how about it? Interested in serving the new Lord of Hell? If it's you, I can help arrange a relatively prominent position," Ashima continued to tempt.

Although she has not yet adapted to the rapid advancements in science and technology in human society over the past century, her grasp of human nature is still remarkable.

After all, reality is not a movie. In the final moments, people always choose to unleash the brilliance of humanity, even at the cost of their own lives, to buy time for others.

The reality is that when a person is about to die, they will desperately grasp at the last chance to live. If that doesn't work, they will pray for an afterlife or a world beyond death.

Whether this world is heaven, hell, or the underworld as described in religions is irrelevant; what matters is the status one can achieve in this world.

Cosmo fell silent, or rather, he hesitated.

the reason is simple!

As a pure-blooded human, he is now at the point where he has one foot in the door of death.

Although with the help of life-extending drugs, one might be able to struggle for several more decades or even hundreds of years, the problem is that the upper limit of human physical growth is too low, which is determined by genes and race, so in the end everyone has to face what to do after death.

Is it like ordinary people, swallowed up by the omnipresent rules of death?

Or should we emulate the powerful wizards and transform ourselves into other forms, such as undead or elemental forms, to continue living in the world?

Or perhaps join Heaven or Hell, becoming an angel or a demon?

Without a doubt, this is an extremely difficult choice, because whichever option you choose, there is no turning back.

"If I were to surrender to hell, what kind of guarantee could you give me?" Cosmo, who had been pondering for a long time with his head down, suddenly changed his attitude and asked in an extremely serious tone.

“As I just mentioned, I allow you to be reborn directly as a high-level demon in your soul state, skipping the process that most souls go through from low-level worms to lesser demons, and then gradually evolve into high-level demons. In addition, I can also introduce you to the new Lord of Hell. If you are smart enough, you should be able to obtain the power and rights he bestows upon you.” Ashima whispered the generous terms in the old man’s ear.

But Cosmo wasn't satisfied and pressed on, "What about land? Can I get a piece of land of my own?"

Eshima nodded without hesitation: "Of course, if you like. You know, many territories in Hell are currently vacant and need to be promoted to new lords."

"Phew—" Cosmo breathed a slight sigh of relief after receiving a positive reply, and then said directly, "Okay, give me a contract, and I'm willing to join Hell."

“Fantastic! Believe me, you made the right choice. Come, sign your name on this contract, and then we're on the same side.” Ashima instantly reverted to her demonic form, waving her claw-like hands and swiftly creating a magical contract document.

For her, making this kind of thing is as easy as eating and drinking.

Most importantly, this magical contract does not bind the creator as strongly as rumored; it can be broken with a small price to pay.

Unfortunately, Cosmo seemed unaware of this. He carefully read through the document and only signed his name after confirming that there were no problems.

As the paper was ignited by the bright flames, he placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "It is a great honor to be a member of Hell. Please allow me to express my heartfelt respect and gratitude to you."

"No, you don't need to thank me. I'm just doing my job for the Lord of Hell. Remember, it won't be long before we launch a full-scale war to conquer all of Heaven. You'd better watch out and make sure those nasty angels don't escape to the human world and hide."

Having said that, Esima's eyes gleamed with malice, clearly indicating her intention to annihilate her nemesis and leave no future trouble.

“Understood! I will have the entire North American Supreme Council investigate every angel lurking in the human world and ensure that they are dealt a fatal blow at the crucial moment.” Cosmo grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

As a member of the Wizarding Guild, he was undoubtedly very clear about what Heaven had been doing for thousands of years.

He preferred demons who prioritized self-interest above all else, rather than angels who claimed to be holy and righteous while waging the most insane and bloody religious wars in human society.

After all, once demons sign a contract, they usually choose to carry it out, even if it means sacrificing some of their own interests.

But the angels will squeeze every last drop of value out of this person, then tear up the agreement, stand on the moral high ground, and declare that they should be humanely destroyed, whether physically or spiritually…

Chapter 0876 The Black Shadow