Spellcasting Gods

To put it bluntly, it was essentially the American westward expansion, a genocide perpetrated by white people against Native Americans.

This time, however, the demons were not simply after land and wealth, but also to plunder more high-quality souls. Through killing, threats, and torture, they forced the inhabitants of Heaven into darkness and then brought them under their control to expand their power.

However, demons are not like white people in Europe and America who want to have their cake and eat it too, trying to use the power of public opinion and propaganda to beautify their primitive, barbaric, and brutal behavior.

On the contrary, the devils would not waste their time on such meaningless actions. From the beginning, they have been advocating naked evil. They would not deliberately build a so-called "protected area" for the natives after occupying the best land, keeping them like livestock in a pen, under the guise of preserving multiculturalism, and occasionally taking their offspring to visit it like visiting gorillas in a zoo.

It is foreseeable that for a long time to come, Heaven will be a scorched wasteland, and the massacre will never stop unless the angels are completely wiped out.

Eradicate the root of the problem; this is the gene etched deep within the soul of a demon.

……

An hour isn't a long time; it passed in the blink of an eye.

Led by the high command of the demon legion, most of the demons have already passed through the portal and returned to the front lines, intending to launch a crushing campaign and utterly crush these overconfident birdmen under their feet.

At this stage of the war, there is little suspense left; what follows will inevitably be a one-sided massacre.

Zhang Cheng clearly had little interest in this unchallenging game and directly injected the last bit of evil energy from his body into his incredibly powerful heart.

moment!

The entire surface of the golden sphere was covered with countless cracks, one after another.

next second...

boom!!!!!!

The blinding white light enveloped the entire city beneath our feet!

The violent shockwave destroyed everything at an unimaginable speed!

Everything—the buildings, the creatures, and even the golden columns that symbolize order in the central square—has vanished without a trace.

When the light dimmed, Cloud City had disappeared from the map, and the land within a radius of thousands of kilometers had vanished. Spaces torn apart by energy storms and crevices exuding an eerie aura could be seen everywhere.

With the destruction of the capital of Heaven, the killing of several archangels, and even the death of the Lord of Light, Magalh, the morale of the angelic legions on the front lines plummeted, and they were overwhelmed by the demonic legions that launched a full-scale attack.

Hundreds of thousands of angels were killed, and many more, due to the collapse of their faith, turned from white wings to black wings and joined the fallen angel legion in the demon army, beginning to wreak havoc on their former homeland.

However, none of this has anything to do with Zhang Cheng.

As his metallic body was shattered into tiny particles by the light of destruction, his consciousness returned to his body. He pushed open the door, walked out of the room, and sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking an iced beverage while watching a soap opera on TV.

Before she could enjoy a moment of peace, Yvette, reeking of alcohol, pushed open the door and barged in.

She plopped down on the sofa and said in a self-deprecating tone, "As you said, I successfully seduced that fat pig and even filmed the whole thing with a small camera. But it's best if it only happens this once, otherwise next time I might not be able to stand the disgust and just smash him to pieces."

boom!

Yvette casually tossed a small memory card onto the table.

“Well done! Now we can use this little thing to threaten him. Remember, for married men with families, being caught cheating often means losing more than half their assets. They'd rather risk going to jail as accomplices to criminals than tell the truth to their wives. This world is made up of countless lies and deceptions; honesty and integrity have never existed. The only difference is that some guys are so bad at lying that you can spot them at a glance, while others are much more sophisticated and can keep up the act until they're in their coffins…”

Chapter 0950 Fun

"Shit! What you just said reminded me of the devil in the Bible who tempted mortals to fall." Yvette rolled her eyes in annoyance, picked up the half-finished iced drink on the table, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.

Perhaps the cool sensation slightly dispelled the side effects of alcohol, or perhaps the large amount of beverage entering the stomach diluted the remaining alcohol.

In short, she became much more sober after finishing the drink, and stared at me with wide eyes, asking, "Why did you teach me all this? If, as you said before, it was to repay me for giving you a trivial towel, then a few million dollars in illicit funds should be enough."

"Oh? What do you think I'm doing this for?" Zhang Cheng asked with a half-smile.

Given that Adam still has several months before completing the first step of his plan, he feels he should continue his nurturing game, transforming a kind-hearted girl into a Black Widow who will stop at nothing for wealth and power.

“At first I thought you wanted to sleep with me, but now it seems you have no interest in women. So I’m confused and can’t figure out the motives behind all this.”

Without a doubt, Yvette was not the kind of naive girl with big breasts but no brains; she remained quite vigilant throughout.

After all, she came from a poor neighborhood. If she hadn't been more careful, she probably would have become a plaything for those gangsters long ago. Not only would she have gotten into all sorts of bad habits and drugs, but after they got tired of her, she would have been forced to do special services like street prostitution.

In fact, the most popular "delivery" service in Chicago's poor neighborhoods is that Black men bring their girlfriends to deliver goods to their homes.

As for propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, these scumbags don't care.

For them, as long as they have money to buy drugs and food every day, they don't care if their mothers have to work in the sex industry.

The so-called thrilling love stories in Hollywood blockbusters simply cannot exist in the lower strata of American society.

"You might not believe it, but I didn't actually have any motive. I was just a little bored and wanted to have some fun, that's all." Zhang Cheng said as he stood up and took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator.

"Looking for fun?" Yvette frowned instinctively. "Don't tell me you're a rich person who likes to seek thrills."

Zhang Cheng shrugged dismissively: "Are you doubting my wealth and status?"

Yvette: "Shouldn't I be suspicious? Don't forget, you single-handedly killed more than twenty gunmen without getting hurt yourself."

“Alright, it seems I need to prove myself to dispel your suspicions.” With that, Zhang Cheng picked up the laptop on the table, quickly opened one of the legitimate accounts, entered the username and password, and pressed enter.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the keyboard, a string of numbers appeared on the screen, enough to make most ordinary people gasp for breath and their hearts race.

"WTF!" Yvette blurted out, her face filled with disbelief.

"How do you feel? Are you still worried that I have ulterior motives towards you?" Zhang Cheng's tone was full of teasing.

In this country where capital reigns supreme, there's no problem that money can't solve.

If you do, it only proves that you don't have enough money and haven't mastered the important technologies and resources that are considered the lifeline of the nation.

So over time, under the subtle influence of the media, Americans generally believe that rich people are more trustworthy and have a higher moral standard than poor people. At least they don't have to worry about the other party suddenly pulling out a gun and robbing them of all their belongings.

Interestingly, they fail to understand that, often, the real "bandits" are precisely these financial giants.

However, financial tycoons have long since achieved feats that many criminals could never accomplish in their lifetime, namely, legal robbery, through their deep involvement in elections and the famous "lobbying bills".

Especially in the financial sector, where information is severely asymmetrical, ordinary investors are simply no match for capital giants. Behind almost every financial crisis lies a horrific massacre, causing countless families to go bankrupt and many more to become homeless.

"You're not even thirty yet, are you? Where did you get so much money?!" After a brief moment of shock, Yvette couldn't help but ask immediately.

“I own a hotel and entertainment center with a decent income, earning around 400 million a year. I also have a mother whose company just went public and has a net worth of over 30 billion US dollars. Money is just a string of meaningless numbers to me. What I’m really interested in is what money means to ordinary people like you who live at the bottom of society, and what kind of changes it can bring.”

Although Zhang Cheng did not use any mentally influential magic when he said these words, the effect was no less than that of using magic.

It's like an ordinary person constantly spouting grand principles; you'd definitely find it annoying. But if it were a billionaire with billions of dollars, his words would be hailed as classics, and even if they were wrong, countless people would follow them, even taking them as life goals and mottos.

After all, 99 percent of people in this world don't have real discernment; they're just pawns manipulated by the media.

For example, the "success studies" that have been touted for a long time are essentially worthless garbage. They only repeat the process of how billionaires made their fortunes, telling how many setbacks they experienced and how they persevered to become winners in life, but they will never tell you how to earn your first pot of start-up capital.

Because most millionaires either obtained their first pot of start-up capital from wealthy parents or relatives, or through coincidences that are impossible to replicate, or by using some shady means.

In short, there are no two identical success stories in the world. Every success is full of unexpected events and coincidences, and cannot be used as a reference.

But Yvette didn't understand any of this. She simply felt that she was blessed by Lady Luck and asked excitedly, "You will help me become rich! And eventually enter high society, right?"

"No, no, no, I think you've misunderstood something." Zhang Cheng held up a finger and gently shook it in front of the other person.

"I'll only give you advice, and then it's up to you to decide how to implement it. So whether you can become rich and enter high society doesn't actually depend on me, but on yourself. The most interesting thing about this game is that human emotions are complex and changeable, easily tempted and disturbed by many things. Also, I suggest you take a shower right away and go back to your room for a good night's sleep. Tomorrow you may have to face some of the ugliest parts of human nature, so be prepared. While you're at it, also buy a stun gun for women; you might need it."

Chapter 0951 Joint Council

Athens, located at the southern tip of the Balkan Peninsula, is the capital and largest city of the Hellenic Republic, with a population of nearly four million. Its recorded history spans three thousand years, and it is hailed as the cradle of Western civilization.

However, most people are unaware that, in addition to these well-known facts, Athens is also the venue for the Joint Council of the Supreme Council of the Underworld.

Today, members of the highest councils from around the world, along with regional supernatural organizations that cooperate with them, have gathered in a hotel controlled by an ancient wizarding association for a serious and tense argument.

As for the content, it naturally refers to the recent war in which Hell conquered Heaven.

In particular, the angels scattered throughout human society, upon learning that their homeland had fallen, immediately notified humanity and attempted to obtain a protection agreement to ensure that they would not become the target of demons and demon worshippers.

Most importantly, the destruction of Heaven means the collapse of the stable situation where the three parties checked and balanced each other. The Supreme Council will now face a massive army of demons with no worries about its rear.

If a full-scale invasion were to break out, the entire Earth could very well fall to the ground in less than a month.

The weapons of war developed by ordinary people, such as airplanes, cannons, missiles, and nuclear weapons, are extremely powerful and can inflict considerable damage on demons. However, the problem is that ordinary people themselves have no magical resistance.

Perhaps with just a little charm, control magic, or promises of unimaginable longevity, status, and privileges to those in power, those greedy individuals would not hesitate to betray the interests of their fellow citizens, and these weapons would become the death knell for the underworld.

no doubt!

These old folks, accustomed to maintaining peace, finally felt threatened, and an extremely strong sense of crisis enveloped the hearts of everyone attending the meeting.

It's important to know that the last full-scale war was tens of thousands of years ago, and that time many powerful gods were involved.

This time, however, the gods had already fallen into a deep sleep and showed no signs of waking up. But Hell had already destroyed Heaven and, after a little rest, would surely become even more difficult to deal with.

silence!

A terrifying silence!

After a young female angel finished explaining the dire situation, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Some of the usually aloof councilors had gloomy faces, while others exchanged glances, and still others secretly reached into their pockets, clutching the invitations to hell they had received just two days ago, their eyes gleaming with an odd light, their thoughts unknown.

Just as when facing invaders, some people will choose to do their best to resist, but more people will choose to surrender and live their lives obediently. Some will even choose to join the invaders and become their accomplices in exchange for power, status and wealth.

Will demons from hell destroy the human world?

Do not!

of course not!

What they want to do is conquer the human world and turn the entire earth into a huge and chaotic breeding ground, providing a constant supply of evil souls.

Therefore, in some people's eyes, throwing oneself into hell is not an unacceptable thing.

After a full ten minutes, the Speaker of the European Supreme Council coughed slightly and said in a somewhat heavy tone, "I understand that this news is quite bad for us. However, the most urgent task is to ascertain the demons' intentions. Send a delegation; we need to hold negotiations."

“Agreed! Let’s figure out what the demon wants to do first, and then we can decide how to deal with it,” Cosmo chimed in.

Although he was secretly glad that he had signed a contract with the Demon King of Hell early on, he didn't show it on his face at all.

"So who will be this messenger? I'm not sure if the demons will simply kill the messenger if they really decide to invade the human world." Another speaker pursed his lips and asked the most pointed question.

Throughout history, serving as an envoy has always been extremely risky.

Although the saying "two countries should not harm envoys" sounds better than anything else, in reality, many people break this rule.

If humans are like this, then demons, who glorify destruction, killing, devastation, and the unbridled release of desires, are even more so.