Spellcasting Gods

This was the first time he had sweated since he devoured the dragon's body and completed his evolution into a new life form.

As he watched his body being transformed more and more, he finally gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, raised his right hand that had not yet been transformed, and his entire right half of his body transformed into a huge mouth, swallowing the remains of the Dark Titan whole.

Chapter 0885 Titanization

Evolution, generally speaking, refers to the gradual development and change of organisms from simple to complex, from lower to higher forms, and from fewer to more species.

However, in nature, organisms are not necessarily more advanced or stronger, nor do they always evolve in a more complex direction.

On the contrary, most of the time, biological evolution, or rather, the change of itself, is merely to adapt to changes in the environment and to survive better, rather than to develop in a higher direction.

However, once this situation reaches the level of intelligent life, the scene immediately changes completely.

Because once intelligence is high enough, living beings will inevitably develop all sorts of desires. Coupled with the emergence of civilization and the development of productivity, in the end, without exception, different classes will be divided among the same species.

Some might think that since entering modern society, human classes have been largely eliminated.

But in reality, class has always existed, only in a different form.

For example, from the 16th to the 19th centuries, European high society regarded white as a noble color. In order to make their skin look extremely pale, they did not hesitate to avoid sunlight all day and apply foundation containing heavy metals or even arsenic to their faces, just to distinguish themselves from the lower-class people.

After all, back then, people who did manual labor were exposed to the wind and sun every day, so their skin inevitably became darker and rougher.

As the 21st century dawned, the aesthetic of the upper class suddenly shifted from "whitening" to "tanning," especially among slightly wealthy white women who wanted to sunbathe more to make their skin appear a little darker.

The reason is very simple: as more and more people work indoors, "skin whitening" can no longer distinguish the upper class from those with lower incomes by appearance. Therefore, "tanning," which requires a lot of time and money, has naturally become a substitute.

In addition, expensive food, clothing, shoes, cars, houses, membership-only private clubs, and countless secret cliques are all yardsticks used in modern society to distinguish social classes.

In order to elevate their social class, intelligent beings will try every means possible. Some races will desperately improve their intelligence to become smarter, while others will comprehensively improve their physical fitness to gain recognition by being stronger than their peers.

In short, whether it's improving intelligence or physical fitness, this process is essentially a slow evolution.

The problem is that this slow evolution obviously cannot satisfy Zhang Cheng, so he made a dangerous and crazy decision: to fuse the genes of higher-level life forms and accelerate the evolutionary speed by devouring each other.

The plan initially went very smoothly. Whether it was using Mind Flayer brain cells to strengthen and replace his own brain cells or later devouring the body of a divine dragon, there were no major problems.

The problem is, it seems he's used up all his good luck.

Sargeras's remaining Titan essence within this abandoned body was far more aggressive than the genes of any other creature he had ever encountered, even his divinity was being constantly assimilated.

If nothing unexpected happens, within an hour or two at most, he will become a smaller version of the Dark Titan, a puppet without subjective consciousness or thought, completely immersed in killing, destruction, and annihilation.

"Piece it back together! I must piece Sargeras back together! Then I must establish a complete seal within his body, at least to protect his brain and the remaining parts. I absolutely cannot allow his entire body to be assimilated..."

Having long since lost his human form, Zhang Cheng now resembled a boneless mass of rotten flesh, constantly writhing and using his shattered shell to construct a defense, desperately blocking the ever-evolving Titan essence within the left half of his body.

Clearly, these unknown metals were originally created by the Titans to prevent their cores from being exposed, so they could naturally also defend against these unknown light spots.

Once the central axis of his entire body was completely split in two by a grayish-brown metal partition, he struggled to expel the excess and restore the right half of his body to its original state.

At this moment, he was no longer a human less than two meters tall, but a giant over a hundred meters tall, with half of his body completely metallic and the other half retaining its physical form.

Feeling the boundless evil energy and power within his body, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly and sigh, "Is this just a tiny fraction of the Dark Titan's power? Unbelievable! It almost killed me!"

"Master, how are you feeling now?" The supreme authority's tone revealed a hint of concern.

"Well, strictly speaking, I've now gone from being the master of this body to its controller. To put it simply, I can only control the physical body, and while I can control the Titanized part, I can't change its form. In addition, in terms of energy level, this body has completely surpassed the limits of mortals. I can now unleash world-destroying spells with just a flick of my finger." Zhang Cheng raised his left hand and suddenly released a ball of green fel energy.

Compared to ordinary evil fire, the energy it contains is simply indescribable; a casual toss can create a hole hundreds of meters deep in the wall.

"Wow! This destructive power is simply unparalleled! Forgive my bluntness, but perhaps you could consider abandoning other energy types and completely merging yourself with fel energy. In my opinion, no other energy can compare to fel energy in terms of power," the Supreme Authority exclaimed, then offered a suggestion.

Without even thinking, Zhang Cheng shook his head: "No! No way! Evil energy is an extreme form of energy! It may be extremely destructive, but it also has its weaknesses. Don't forget, my goal is to transcend, not to destroy."

"So what do we do now? In your condition, I'm afraid it's not possible for you to go back for the time being."

“Go back? Why should I go back! Don’t you think we should take advantage of our current situation and go to Argus, one of the Burning Legion’s strongholds?”

"To Argus?!" The Supreme Authority was clearly taken aback.

“That’s right! Join the Legion to gain more forbidden knowledge, especially regarding the Titans. Don’t forget, there’s a newly born Titan there. Perhaps I can conduct some small experiments on him…”

Just as Zhang Cheng was speaking, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the tunnel leading to the outside world, followed by sounds of fighting and shouts of killing.

"It seems we have some guests. What do you plan to do with them? You know, given your current appearance, you'll most likely be mistaken for Sargeras reborn." The Supreme Authority's tone was full of schadenfreude.

Chapter 0886 I Crave Power

"Damn it! How can there be so many demons here!"

"Who knows! Luckily, I served in the expeditionary force before and fought several fierce battles against those demons in the outer realms, otherwise I would definitely be in grave danger today."

"By the way, does anyone know anything about those tauren, orcs, and trolls? Has the relationship between our Alliance and the Horde changed from enemies to allies again?"

"Shut up! Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask! All you need to know is that when facing the demon invasion, we are all on the same side."

……

Amidst the clamor, these elite troops, who had departed from Stormwind Harbor, advanced underground at an extremely rapid pace.

In particular, the dwarven mortar squads can inflict massive damage on the enemy with every shot, and sometimes they can even deliberately blast down passages to temporarily block the swarming demons on the other side.

As for the tribes that accompanied them, they adopted a completely different fighting style.

The strong tauren warriors led the way, followed by battle-hardened orc veterans, and then troll hunters. They could fight the vast majority of the remaining demons to a standstill in melee combat alone.

If the enemy is too powerful, the green-skinned goblins at the back of the group will offer up their meticulously crafted high-powered engineering bombs, ensuring that after a loud bang, everything will be gone.

As leaders of their respective factions, Archmage Ansrem Ruinvivor and Vol'jin, leader of the Darkspear tribe, had already huddled together, exchanging information in hushed tones, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were watching their every move from behind in the darkness.

"My God! The fel energy in this air is terrifying! I hope nothing goes wrong..." Chromie muttered nervously to himself, hiding in the shadows.

In fact, ever since that beam of light shot into the sky, she had wanted to come in and see what had happened.

However, as soon as they approached the entrance, they were besieged by a large number of high-level demons and had no choice but to retreat. They then used the wider space and the dragon's innate ability to fly to fight their enemies.

After she killed all the demons, she suddenly discovered that Alliance and Horde exploration teams had appeared, so she decided to sneak in behind them.

After all, bronze dragons are not the kind of guardian dragons who like to solve problems with violence. They prefer to use wisdom to solve the troubles they encounter rather than fight.

And so, the two teams, along with a dragon, sped forward along the passage built from the corpses of countless murlocs and nagas, and soon arrived at the bottom seal.

However, when they passed through the last door and saw the enormous figure standing in front of them, everyone held their breath in unison. The dwarves and goblins, who were less daring, couldn't even stand up and fell to their knees, trembling.

Titan!

As the life form at the very top of the pyramid of the Azerothian universe, it possesses an overwhelming advantage from the moment of its birth.

A near-infinite lifespan, immense innate energy, and the ability to be completely killed...

Everything suggests that they are the darlings of this universe, gods born to be worshipped by countless lives.

Before the Titans, even powerful beings like Archimonde the Defiler and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, who could command the winds and rains of the entire universe, would kneel and grovel before them.

The undead legion, which also wreaked havoc on Azeroth and was even once called the Scourge, was nothing more than a pawn or a toy toy in the eyes of these two Eredar leaders.

Faced with an absolute level of life, neither humans nor orcs who shouted "Never to be slaves" could muster any desire to fight. They stood there dumbfounded, appreciating the magnificent life that had been nurtured by a planet.

Of course, Zhang Cheng is still far from being a true Titan, but the energy he unintentionally emitted was enough to make these mortals feel a profound shock.

However, he did not launch an attack. Instead, he sat on the ground and said to Ansrem Ruinvivor in a slightly amused tone, "Long time no see, Your Excellency Archmage. May I ask what wind blew you to the Broken Isles?"

“You know me?” Ansrem Ruinvivor frowned instinctively.

If you look closely, you'll see that he's clutching a teleportation rune tightly in his hand, hidden within his wide robe. He'll be the first to retreat if he senses trouble.

This wasn't out of fear of death, but because someone had to live to bring the message back.

“Yes! Do you remember? Not long ago, when Dalaran was still a ruin, a young mage joined the Kirin Tor Council with your help. Thanks to you, I gained invaluable knowledge that I had always longed for in Dalaran.” Zhang Cheng explained casually while gently fiddling with the half-built portal next to him.

"It's you?!" The archmage's memory was always excellent; he instantly recalled Zhang Cheng's previous appearance, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. "How could you have gotten yourself into this state!"

"Ah, I was trying to devour the remains of the Dark Titan Sargeras, and this is how it ended up. But don't worry, my sanity hasn't been affected at all, and I won't do anything bad to this world. Actually, if you had come any later, you might not have seen me at all." Zhang Cheng shrugged, revealing what he thought was a harmless smile.

"You...you're insane! How dare you devour the remains of the Dark Titan Sargeras!" Ansrem Ruinvivor stared in disbelief, unable to believe what he was hearing.

Zhang Cheng gently shook his head: "No, I'm not crazy. I just crave power, crave transcendence. As a mage, you should know best that if you want to break through the limits of mortals, you must abandon narrow-minded racial concepts and constantly evolve yourself. Remember the guardians of the Council of Tirisfal? Why were they able to continuously hunt down powerful demons? It's because over the years, countless guardians accumulated and honed their immense magical power, which was then infused into one person. From the moment they received that energy, the guardian transcended the boundaries of their own race and became a completely new, higher life form."

Just as the archmage opened his mouth to say something, Vol'jin grabbed him and asked, "Are you planning to leave this world?"

“Yes! I am not your enemy, at least not yet.” Zhang Cheng glanced at this rare wise man among the trolls.

"Then have you ever seen a dragon! A huge black dragon?" Vol'jin continued to press.

Compared to Ansrem Ruinvivor, whose thinking had begun to become confused, he was undoubtedly more clear-headed and had not forgotten the most important purpose of this trip.

"A black dragon?" Zhang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then gave a strange look and replied meaningfully, "I am that black dragon..."

Chapter 0887 Argus

"What?!" Wojnarowski's eyes widened in surprise.

As a wise troll chieftain, he had seen many incredible things in his life, but he had never seen anything as unbelievable as what he was seeing today.

Especially his semi-titan-like metallic body, which would involuntarily inspire a strong sense of awe in any living being who saw it.

"I am that black dragon. To be precise, I perfectly fused with a giant dragon, thus gaining the ability to transform into a dragon." Zhang Cheng didn't try to hide anything and openly admitted it.

In any case, compared to his current form as a miniature Sargeras, becoming a black dragon is no big deal at all.

After all, no matter how powerful Deathwing was, he couldn't compare to the Dark Titan, who swept across most of the universe. To the latter, the former was at most a tenacious little reptile.

In fact, the seemingly powerful and unscientific abilities of the Guardian Dragons all originated from the gifts of the Pantheon Titans, who were all slaughtered by Sargeras in a battle. It is clear who posed a greater threat.

“I understand!” Vol'jin nodded thoughtfully. “You transformed into a dragon simply to cross the Endless Sea to reach the Broken Isles and obtain the remains of the Burning Legion’s most powerful demon.”

“That’s right! You’ve got the answer you wanted. Now you can leave, right? I sincerely advise you not to think about doing anything or being a hero. That’s no different from suicide.” With that, Zhang Cheng raised his finger and gently touched the teleportation portal that had been set up.

hum!

moment!

A liquid substance, resembling water, filled the entire arched structure, followed by the release of a blinding light.

As the light faded slightly, the magnificent scenery of Argus, one of the Burning Legion's strongholds, was finally revealed.

This planet, which successfully gave birth to the highly intelligent Eredar, has now been completely transformed by the Burning Legion. As far as the eye can see, it is filled with green fel energy, even in the very core of the planet. Some places have even run out of energy and are beginning to disintegrate like Outland.

"Where am I?" Vol'jin's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the endless demon army on the other side of the portal.

Although he hadn't participated in the resistance against the Burning Legion's Third Invasion like Thrall, the Warchief of the Horde, he knew that the number and quality of demons on the other side of the portal were far greater than ever before.