Spellcasting Gods

"As you wish!" Without saying a word, Huma took the two-handed greatsword that was radiating a cold aura and immediately felt a resonance from the depths of his soul.

It goes without saying that this sword is actually an enhanced replica of the divine weapon, Frostmourne. The library on the Dreadlord's homeworld even contains its crafting techniques and the entire process, making it not difficult to make at all.

As the weakest piece in the Lich King's two-piece set, Frostmourne's value is nowhere near that of Helm of Domination. Therefore, Zhang Cheng made a series of enhancements, combining the abilities of the two artifacts into one.

Back when he arrived in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, he had already figured out how to carry out his revenge: to build an army of the dead, then threaten the human world, forcing them to hand over Volrent, or else he would launch a full-scale war and wipe out all the living.

In this way, this unfortunate man will become the enemy of all mankind. No matter where he escapes, he will never be able to settle down. Even if he doesn't die, he will spend the rest of his life in constant wandering.

Often, killing someone is not the best form of revenge, but rather a form of relief.

Zhang Cheng didn't want Warrent to die too easily. He wanted to destroy his spirit and will, so that he would slowly taste the bitter fruit of his own actions in endless pain and regret, and pay the price for his foolish behavior.

As a portal spanning the ocean and the continent of Westeros slowly opened, Humar led his vast army to the icy wilderness, embarking on a new journey.

As an undead, his purpose in life is to create fear and despair, and he is 100% obedient to the orders given by his master.

In just one month, he and his undead hordes plundered dozens of settlements of wilderness people, rapidly expanding his army to over 50,000.

Especially the giants who have been resurrected from the dead, they are simply natural war machines, and most human weapons are powerless against them.

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

Since the undead had completely departed, he used his powerful magic to open a passage and walked down into the earth along the direction of the flowing molten lava. Before long, he arrived in front of the red dragon and teased it in a slightly mocking tone: "Long time no see, dear Kronada. I wonder if you still remember me?"

"It's you?! You actually dare to come back? Appearing in front of me again!"

Kronada suddenly opened his eyes from his deep sleep, exuding an astonishing aura...

Chapter 0978 The Death of Cronada

"Control your emotions! My dear friend! Don't force me to resort to violence!" Zhang Cheng warned, narrowing his eyes.

Unfortunately, the ingrained impression from their last meeting, coupled with the dragon's innate arrogance, led Kronada to make a wrong judgment. He opened his blood-red maw and roared, "Die! You despicable little insect! I will burn you to ashes!"

next second...

boom!

A burst of scorching dragon breath erupted, directly covering the already cramped underground hall. Its terrifying heat caused the surrounding rocks to melt into liquid, constantly churning and bubbling.

anger!

An uncontrollable rage!

Ever since it was tricked by a mere human, it has been trapped in an extreme sense of shame and resentment, unable to extricate itself. It replays the details of what happened almost every moment, and this shame quickly transforms into uncontrollable rage.

Now, this anger finally has an outlet.

The terrifying breath lasted for a full minute. When the dragon stopped, the rocks surrounding the passage to the surface had all melted, forming a huge circular crater.

But Zhang Cheng, who had been roasted by dragon's breath for a minute, was unharmed. He still had a faint smile on his face and said sarcastically, "Is this how you welcome old friends? Or do you think I would be so stupid as to come back to seek revenge on you without any chance of success? Dear Kronada, it seems that you are no different from your kind, always so idiotic and arrogant."

"You withstood my breath?!" The red dragon was clearly astonished, its two eyes, which flowed like lava, gleaming with disbelief.

"Block it?" Zhang Cheng shook his head mockingly. "No, in fact, I didn't do anything! The magical flames you exhaled were too cold, so cold they couldn't even harm my skin. You and I are now two completely different levels of life forms. I am far more advanced and powerful than you. As a return gift for your warm welcome, I'll show you what true power is..."

The words had barely left his mouth!

He raised his left hand and flung a cloud of icy air into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifyingly low temperature rapidly spread in all directions. In less than half a minute, everything within a radius of several hundred meters was frozen, and even the scalding magma instantly solidified into hard rock.

Although the Titan's true form contained such astonishing energy that it could no longer tear through space and descend directly as before, Zhang Cheng could only use a projection of his consciousness, which was less than one percent of the true form's strength. However, dealing with a mere red dragon was still very easy for him.

Feeling her body temperature plummeting and the life force flickering weaker in her chest, Kronada finally realized just how terrifying the magic was. Struggling to free her frozen lower body, she cried out in panic, "No! You can't do this! Let me go! I can't die! If I die, the dragons of this world will be wiped out, all magic related to dragons and light will disappear. The silent Others of the far north will slaughter every living person in the world."

"Ah! As for the White Walkers, you need not worry. I have already sent my most loyal servants to subdue them. I believe that before long, a new force will rise beyond the Wall, a vast empire of the dead. However, they will not easily destroy the human world, but will act as a catalyst for civilization, forcing those nobles who consider themselves superior to change. As for the dragons, my son Kuro Kerbal will inherit your position and become the new Dragon King of this world." Zhang Cheng shattered the other party's illusions with an extremely cruel tone.

Let go of your old enemies?

Please!

There are usually only two types of people who would do such a thing: one is someone who is foolish enough to genuinely believe that repaying evil with good will make the world a better place, and the other is someone who is putting on a "show" out of special need.

For example, Han Xin, a founding general of the Han Dynasty, forgave the butcher who had made him suffer the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs.

It's not that he's genuinely magnanimous, but rather that he wants to use this opportunity to further enhance his reputation; it's essentially a political show and a deliberate publicity stunt.

As a conspiracy theorist, Zhang Cheng never believed that there were any perfect saints in the world. Perhaps some people would occasionally lend a helping hand to those in need out of compassion, but it was absolutely impossible for them to persist for a lifetime.

The more a celebrity is praised, the worse they often are at doing things, and they may even be a fraudster who secretly sells out the country for personal gain.

Watching the red dragon gradually freeze into an ice sculpture, Zhang Cheng finally raised his hand and gently snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

Whoosh!

The enormous ice sculpture shattered instantly, falling to the ground and breaking into thousands of fragments.

Especially that terrified head, perfectly preserving Kronada's dying reaction.

"Hmph! You got off easy! If I weren't in such a hurry, I would have slowly made you taste the pain and despair of dying. Next, it's time to visit my dear wife and see if she is still as naive and childish as before, treating governing a country like a child's game."

With that, Zhang Cheng cast a teleportation spell again and disappeared from the spot.

He had just left!

The island shook violently, and then, with a deafening roar, sank completely into the sea.

……

"At the same time, my lovely little one, can you tell me what interesting things have been happening in the city lately?"

"Interesting? I don't know what you mean?" The woman winked playfully.

"Aha! I think these glittering little things should satisfy your greedy appetite, shouldn't they?" Warren laughed as he took a handful of gold coins from his pocket and scattered them into the air.

moment!

The prostitutes, who had been lounging lazily on the beds and chairs, suddenly jumped up and screamed as they scrambled for the gold.

They had no idea that in Hell, gold was the most useless metal, and demons would rather discard it by the roadside than give it a second glance.

Warren successfully exploited this, unknowingly amassing a large amount of gold and ordering the imps to mint it into currency.

It goes without saying that he had been preparing for his escape from the very beginning. That unassuming magical leather pouch contained a full five hundred tons of coins made of gold, enough to live a life of extravagance for the rest of his life...

Chapter 0979 Puppet Queen

"Your Majesty! We must not be lenient with rebels. Especially those ambitious Lannisters who have plotted and participated in rebellions multiple times, and even killed members of the royal family. Their sins can only be cleansed with blood and death."

“That’s right! I completely agree! The Lannister family must be removed from the nobility! Have you forgotten how they treated your parents and siblings?”

“I object! The Lannisters may have made many mistakes, but they don’t deserve to die. Don’t forget, they have been the guardians of the Westerlands for generations. If we lose the Lannisters, how will we maintain stability and peace there?”

"Hmph! Stability and peace in the West? Don't you know that the Lannisters are now the kingdom's greatest threat?"

"Fool! Politics is not child's play! You think that by eliminating the Lannisters and destroying Casterly Rock, the Westerlands will submit to Her Majesty's rule? How naive!"

"Damn it! You old bastard! Who are you talking about? Do you want to die?"

"I'm talking to you! What, you're planning to draw your sword at the imperial council meeting?"

"Duel! I challenge you to a duel! If you're a man, draw your sword! Don't tell me that thing at your waist is just an ornament."

……

As the Imperial Council once again descended into a tense standoff, Daenerys Targaryen rubbed her forehead, her young and beautiful face revealing an expression of pain and helplessness.

Clearly, this escalation from arguments to physical violence has long been a daily occurrence.

Because she was forcibly placed on the throne by external forces, her deterrent power over the great nobles was quite limited. Especially after they realized that she was not a cruel and bloodthirsty tyrant, they quickly became bolder and formed three stable political and military alliances, which inevitably led to fierce battles.

In short, they were taking advantage of the Queen's youth and lack of political acumen to expand their influence and sphere of influence.

"Your Majesty, are you not going to stop the lords?" a personal maid cautiously reminded him.

Daenerys glanced at the increasingly chaotic scene and shook her head slightly: "No need, let them be. In their eyes, I'm just a clueless little girl anyway."

The words had barely left his mouth!

She stood up abruptly and left the Iron Throne, disappearing into the dimly lit end of the castle corridor, followed closely by her personal maid and the Kingsguard.

Ironically, the Queen's departure went unnoticed by all the high-ranking officials, including the Prime Minister. They remained gathered together, arguing fiercely, with two self-proclaimed strongmen even starting to punch each other, displaying absolutely no aristocratic manners or restraint.

It could be said that the current Royal Council is less an institution assisting the King in handling state affairs and more a feast of dividing up benefits. However, when they cannot reach a compromise, they would rather sabotage each other than let their competitors gain an advantage.

Of course, they don't have many ideas about Queen Daenerys yet.

On one hand, the dragons made everyone hesitant to act, and on the other hand, the Targaryen family had only one heir left, posing no immediate threat to the interests of the great nobles.

On the contrary, since the Queen had no confidants, what else could she do but rely on the help of the great nobles?

Are you suggesting that a bunch of illiterate commoners should rule a huge country?

Stop joking!

What's the difference between doing that and committing suicide?

The entire continent of Westeros will then descend into chaos and famine!

Although Daenerys was somewhat naive, she was by no means stupid, and could sense the almost undisguised contempt in the behavior of her ministers.

Without a doubt, these guys never treated her as a real queen, and had not a single bit of respect or fear in their hearts.

puppet!

For some reason, this word, both strange and familiar, suddenly popped into Daenerys's mind.

Because she experienced a very difficult period in her life, during which she was constantly controlled and treated like a puppet. When she was young, she was controlled by her brother and Illyrio Mopatis, the wealthy governor of Pentos. Later, she was sold to Drogo as his wife...

It was this life of constant wandering that taught her perseverance and patience.

Standing on the balcony of the Red Castle, the young queen took a deep breath, releasing all the anger and resentment that had been building up inside her.

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to announce the end of today's imperial meeting, she suddenly discovered that the knight responsible for her safety and her personal maid had inexplicably fallen asleep on the ground.

next second...

Suddenly, a dark figure slowly emerged from the darkness, smiling and greeting, "Good morning, Daenerys Stormborn. How have you been lately?"

"It's...it's you! When did you return to King's Landing?" Daenerys' eyes revealed an undisguised joy as she rushed forward to give him a warm hug.