Spellcasting Gods

Puerto Gallinte, located at the southernmost tip of the eastern continent of New North America, should, according to its original borders, be part of the Mexican state of Oaxaca. It is mostly characterized by a tropical mountain plateau climate.

However, as a large number of asteroids fell from the sky, the side near the coastline was completely flattened, turning into a plain and basin where crops such as corn, sugarcane, and tobacco could be grown in large quantities, while the high ground could be used for grazing cattle and sheep. This not only provided a stable food source to feed the large population, but also greatly promoted the prosperity of trade.

As the undisputed jewel of this land, Port Gerlint has a permanent population of over 50,000, most of whom are mixed-race Latinos, with a small number being slaves brought from other places. Among them are whites and blacks, and occasionally one can even see elves with pointed ears, as well as burly and ferocious orcs.

Without a doubt, these strangely shaped humanoid creatures are invaders who came to Earth from the other side of the Dark Portal.

But a terrible catastrophe destroyed all the portals, leaving them unable to return to their own world and forcing them to integrate into it.

In faraway South America, the snake people even established their own empire.

Meanwhile, the beastmen from the island nations of East Asia also invaded the Korean Peninsula, establishing a primitive tribal alliance that was half nomadic and half agricultural in the harsh Far East.

As for the elves, since they entered the world relatively late, their population is relatively small. Most of them hide deep in the desolate Amazon rainforest and rarely appear in the human world. Unless they are accidentally captured, they are sold as slaves to powerful people as playthings.

Of course, none of this really concerns Zhang Cheng.

He was standing on the deck, watching from a distance as Banku negotiated with a man who looked like an official.

The two talked for several minutes before the old man stuffed a few gold coins into the other man's pocket and shouted at the Sea Serpent, "Sir! We have obtained permission to enter the port and can go ashore."

"That sounds like good news." Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly, then gestured to the red-haired girl beside him, "Ladies first!"

“Thank you! You seem to be a very gentlemanly man! Even ten times better than those so-called noblemen.” Joanna winked playfully.

Through strong self-regulation, she finally overcame the fear of her first killing and became cheerful again.

"Wow! Is this a kind of indirect compliment? I'm deeply honored." Zhang Cheng pretended to be elegant, holding the other person's hand and gently kissing the back of it.

“Please keep it up! Perhaps I’ll consider inviting you to my room sometime in the future to discuss art, poetry, and philosophy.” Joanna’s face flushed slightly, her tone full of ambiguity and innuendo.

It should be understood that the so-called exploration of art, poetry, and philosophy has always been a cover-up.

In the middle of the night, can a man and a woman, alone in a room, really talk about art, poetry, and philosophy all night long?

Unless there's a problem with their sexual orientation, they'll probably end up talking about sex and having a crazy and wonderful night.

……

Leaving the dirty and smelly dock, the group soon arrived at a noisy hotel filled with the smoke from burning tobacco, the stench of rude customers, and the cheap perfume on scantily clad women, which made Joanna, who had been pampered since childhood, sneeze several times in one go.

There is no doubt that she is completely unsuited to this environment.

If Old Banku hadn't warned her not to cover her mouth or nose, she would have definitely pulled out a handkerchief to get rid of the unpleasant smells.

In contrast, Zhang Cheng was much calmer, because from the moment he entered the room, he automatically blocked out his sense of smell and taste.

In fact, after witnessing the appalling sanitation and bizarre cuisine of Azeroth and the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, what I see before me is nothing compared to the fact that at least there is no human flesh in what they are eating.

After passing through the noisy hall, the group sat down in a corner.

Without saying a word, Old Banku went straight to the bar, paid over twenty silver coins, and then, together with two girls who looked to be sixteen or seventeen, placed the hot food on the table. He said in a rather helpless tone, "I'm sorry, we only have simple stew and cheap wine here. Please make do with this for now. After I figure out the situation in the city, we'll go to a slightly better inn."

"What? Does someone dare to cause us trouble?" Joanna's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Captain, this isn't the Pearl Chain Islands, nor is it the orderly Western Continent. This is the Eastern Continent, where war seems to break out almost daily. Gangs, adventurers, pirates, and lords of all sizes clash violently every so often. If we rush in without understanding the situation, we'll likely be surrounded and attacked. After all, outsiders aren't exactly welcome here. In their eyes, nobody like us is just easy prey," Old Banku patiently explained.

"Then... how are you going to gather information?" Joanna asked curiously.

Without hesitation, Banku replied, "It's simple! Spend a little money, buy those drunkards a drink, and chat for a bit. I believe I can gather enough confidence before dark. As for you, it's best to stay with Lord Zhang Cheng. Otherwise, a young and beautiful girl like you acting alone could easily attract unnecessary trouble."

"I see..." The girl nodded thoughtfully.

Having dealt with Joanna, a complete novice who knew nothing, Banku immediately bought a bottle of the strongest rum from the bartender, then approached an older-looking drunkard and bought him two drinks.

As the alcohol began to take effect in their bloodstream, the two quickly became acquainted and started reminiscing about all sorts of amusing incidents that had occurred in the city.

Through subtle probing, this experienced old man quickly gleaned a wealth of useful information, followed by a second, a third, and a fourth...

In just about an hour, he had chatted with more than half of the locals in the hotel, which was incredibly efficient.

Just as Joanna was straining her ears, trying to hear what Banku was talking about with those people, a group of men wielding all sorts of weapons suddenly burst through the door.

The leader, wielding a heavy battle axe, roared at the top of his lungs, "Who owns that large warship docked at the pier? Step forward!"

"Heh, trouble has finally come knocking. I knew that killing the undead captain Ryans would have some aftereffects..." Zhang Cheng said, resting his chin on his hand, while a slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing undisguised amusement.

Chapter 0963 Clues

His upper body was naked, and his lower body was dressed in shorts made of tattered burlap, with blackened wooden shoes on his feet.

These unexpected men looked like dockworkers carrying cargo, but the weapons they carried were quite menacing, many of them covered in large black stains.

It goes without saying that the black stains are traces left after the blood has dried.

Without a doubt, these guys are outright desperados.

They neither value other people's lives nor their own.

After all, the disaster caused the entire world's civilization system to regress by more than a thousand years. The harshness of the living environment was beyond imagination. So for many people, it was better to risk their lives and fight than to be exploited. At least if they won, they could enjoy themselves for a few days.

As for the future, we can think about it later. For most people, the reality is that there is no tomorrow after today.

"What should we do now?" Joanna instinctively gripped her weapon and asked in a low voice.

"What else can we do but kill them all? Use their corpses to warn everyone in Gellint Port that we are not to be trifled with."

The words had barely left his mouth!

Zhang Cheng stood up from the stool and, without saying a word, raised his hand and cast a Fireball spell.

boom!

A huge, scorching fireball exploded right in the middle of the crowd!

Including innocent customers, at least seventeen or eighteen people were thrown into the air by the blow, crashing heavily into the ceiling and walls, their deaths extremely gruesome, barely recognizable as human.

Keep in mind that this was the result even with the power significantly limited!

Otherwise, the entire Port Gellint would have been blown to smithereens by a single fireball.

As Titans possess the power to destroy a planet with ease, even the most ordinary and lowest-level magic can produce destructive power unimaginable to mortals.

The Cataclysm triggered by Deathwing was nothing more than an appetizer for the Titans.

"Damn it! He's a superhuman! Quick! Charge in and kill him first!"

After a brief moment of shock, the leader immediately swung his axe, yelling as he rushed forward, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.

But before his axe could fall, a smaller fireball slammed directly into his hideous face.

next second!

The poor creature flew backward like a kite with a broken string, flying more than ten meters, crashing into countless tables and chairs before finally collapsing to the ground, convulsing, and taking its last breath.

His face was completely charred by the scorching flames, revealing the chilling bones and reddish-black muscles beneath.

Zhang Cheng acted as if he had done something insignificant, not even glancing at the corpses on the ground, and directly ordered the pirates who were standing there in a daze: "What are you waiting for? Kill the remaining enemies and hang their bodies outside to dry."

"kill!"

"go to hell!"

"Get lost, you irrelevant people!"

……

Few people who make a living at sea are good people to begin with, so after recovering from the shock, they immediately rushed up and surrounded those who were so arrogant just seconds before, launching a cruel and bloody massacre.

Especially those pirates who had been recruited, they became increasingly fierce in battles when things were going well.

In no time at all, they had wiped out more than a dozen enemies who had come looking for trouble, leaving only one alive as a token gesture.

Old Banku dragged the unfortunate fellow into a corner, chopped off one of his fingers without a word, and then grinned maliciously, demanding, "Speak! Who are you? What's your relationship with Captain Lanes of the Undead Ship?"

"Pah!" The prisoner was quite defiant, spitting out a mouthful of saliva.

"Hehe! Very good! Excellent! What I like most is a tough guy! Ross, bring out your treasure and let this tough guy have a good time." Banku turned around and beckoned to a pirate who was around forty years old and blind in one eye.

After several days of interaction, most of the pirates who had been recruited had resigned themselves to their fate and even took the initiative to demonstrate their abilities.

Anyway, it doesn't matter who they work for, as long as their income doesn't decrease, they don't care who the captain is.

"As you wish!"

The one-eyed pirate known as Ross strode forward and carefully pulled a tiny, toothpick-thick saw from his inner pocket—a super-miniature saw with uneven, jagged edges—...

"Beg for mercy? Weren't you being very tough just now!" Old Banku sneered sarcastically.

“Sorry, no tough guy has ever lasted more than a minute in my hands.” Ross was clearly a bit off, as an expression of pure enjoyment appeared on his face.

With the help of the two, the prisoner quickly told them everything he knew.

About half an hour later, the group returned to the cabin of the Sea Serpent and began to discuss how to deal with these suddenly appearing enemies.

"According to the interrogation results, including the undead captain Ryans and those killed today, they all served an organization called the Secret Order. Ryans was responsible for plundering merchant ships, while those who died today were responsible for disposing of the cargo and slaves, providing the Secret Order with sufficient funds. As for what the Secret Order actually does, we don't know yet." Old Banku succinctly recounted the information he had obtained from his interrogation.

"The Secret Order?" Joanna's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Because she had never heard of, nor read about, such a mysterious organization in the many books in her family's collection.

Old Banku nodded seriously: "That's right! The Secret Order! According to the intelligence we have so far, this organization has only started to rise in recent years. It has considerable power in the Eastern Continent and is constantly buying children under the age of ten. I suggest that we leave immediately before they realize what's happening."

"Leave? Why leave? Quite the opposite! Not only can we not leave, but we must also uproot this organization called the Hermitage. After all, the best way to make a name for ourselves on this sea is to find a powerful enemy and then establish our reputation through killing, destruction, and annihilation." Zhang Cheng offered a completely opposite opinion with profound meaning.

leave?

joke!

He has wandered in Earth's orbit for hundreds of years in search of the sleeping gods.

This secret order is now acquiring children under ten years old, which clearly raises suspicions of cultivating followers. It's very likely that some god is secretly behind it all...

Chapter 0964 The Hermitage

"Adam, have you ever heard of the Secret Order?"

Upon returning to his cabin, Zhang Cheng immediately dialed a satellite phone to contact the androids responsible for monitoring the situation across the entire planet.

It's important to understand that spreading a belief is theoretically impossible to keep absolutely secret.

No matter how careful you are, you will inevitably give yourself away to some extent.

The purchase of goods from children whose values ​​are not yet fully developed is precisely the most noteworthy aspect.