Spellcasting Gods

After saying this, the dragon of death immediately ascended into the sky and flew straight north, disappearing on the horizon in the blink of an eye.

It goes without saying that such a large-scale operation could not be kept secret from the residents of King's Landing. In just a few hours, everyone knew that there was a terrifying army of the dead north of the Wall, and that if their demands were not met, all life in the world would be slaughtered.

For survival!

To survive!

Nobles, commoners, mercenaries, and even beggars who were starving and naked were all frantically searching for Warrent.

The Imperial Council even offered a huge reward of ten thousand gold dragons!

Seeing the people on the street with their eyes gleaming with greed, Warrent, hiding in the secret passage, couldn't help but shudder. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "Damn it! I knew it! I knew it! That guy left so easily, he definitely didn't have good intentions. Sure enough, he still didn't intend to let me go. That dark-hearted madman! Who does he think he is? Am I his dog?"

Unfortunately, no matter how much they curse, they cannot change the current terrible situation.

Because the portrait that Huma threw down was not an ordinary hand-drawn picture, but a magical portrait. No matter what he disguised himself as, the person in the portrait would immediately change accordingly.

Chapter 994 Never a Peaceful Day (Part 2)

What does it feel like to become the enemy of the people?

No matter where you go, whether you're eating, drinking, or sleeping, you have to be vigilant to prevent being caught by a swarm of people the next second.

It goes without saying that this was an absolutely disastrous and utterly despairing feeling.

Unfortunately!

Warrent is experiencing this firsthand right now.

Although most of the time, the civilians holding a wooden stick posed no threat to him, the problem was that there were simply too many pursuers.

Once he begins fighting the first wave of pursuers, it won't be long before thousands of people flock to him.

You should know that he is not good at fighting, nor is he good at large-scale destructive spells, and he does not have enough magical energy to support continuous spell casting.

On the contrary, he excels at avoiding danger.

If he had to participate in a battle, Warren would first try to predict the future and figure out the enemy's weaknesses, and then, after a long period of preparation and planning, launch a fatal blow at the right moment.

The problem is that he is now being hunted not by one or two people, but by the entire population of hundreds of thousands in King's Landing. It is impossible to predict when, who, or where a surprise attack will be launched against him.

So the only thing he could do was run!

Run for your life!

Escape King's Landing and Westeros as quickly as possible.

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round!

After spending a huge sum of 200,000 gold coins, Warrent finally bribed a merchant from a free trading city-state and boarded his merchant ship. Under the cover of night, he quietly left the port and headed straight for Pentos.

However, before he could even catch his breath, several burly sailors recognized him and launched a mutiny two days later, killing their employer and nearly capturing him.

Unfortunately, the sailors clearly didn't know who their enemy was, and as a result, they were all wiped out in no time.

Smelling the strong stench of blood emanating from the cabin, Warren sighed helplessly and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, "There's never a moment of peace! And how am I supposed to operate an old sailing ship all by myself?"

After all, he was neither a sailor nor a navigator, and had no idea how to use the stars, tools, and maps of this world to determine his location.

Left with no other choice, they hoisted their sails and drifted with the waves, wandering on the boundless sea.

One day passed...

A week has passed...

A month has passed...

As the ship's food and beverage reserves began to run out, Warrent finally realized just how dire his situation was.

Because these days, not only is there no land, but there isn't even a single passing ship to be seen.

It was quite obvious that the ships had deviated from the relatively prosperous trade routes.

The most terrifying thing is that if he can't find land before his supplies run out, he will starve or die of thirst.

There is nothing more tragic than dying of starvation or thirst.

In addition, the loneliness and solitude of not seeing any living people for a whole month was constantly tormenting his spirit.

"So that's it! This is your revenge! You want me to die slowly in pain and despair! Hahahaha! You really are a monster that devours everything! A truly dark-hearted madman!" Warren suddenly realized something and couldn't help but burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face as he laughed.

He never dreamed that his little scheme would eventually become a deadly noose.

Such a strong desire for revenge!

An incredibly dark personality!

If he could make the choice again, he vowed he would never provoke the other person, would obediently tell them everything he knew, and then make a small request when the other person was in a good mood.

However, as we all know, there is no medicine for regret, nor is there any such thing as going back to the past or traveling to the future.

Time is not continuous; it has a minimum unit, and each of these minimum units exists independently, developing into complex parallel universes and spaces like a three-dimensional network.

The moment you make a decision is like choosing to enter the next unit of time from among countless forks in the road.

Just as Warrent lay on the deck in despair, awaiting death, several ships flying the Qarth flag suddenly appeared on the horizon.

As is widely known, Qarth is an extremely large and wealthy city located in the southeast of the continent of Essos.

The most famous site is where Daenerys Targaryen once used dragonfire to burn down the warlocks' Temple of Immortality.

The influential Spices Guild even publicly declared for a time that it wanted to execute her.

"Hey! Here! Help me!"

Upon noticing the ships appearing on the sea, Warrent's hope for survival was instantly rekindled. He shouted at the top of his lungs and frantically waved his white shirt.

He looks terrible right now. Due to the lack of fresh vegetables and fruits for a long time, his gums have started to swell and bleed, and he has become weak in his limbs, showing the initial symptoms of scurvy. At the same time, his face is extremely thin, his eyes are sunken, and his lips are cracked with terrible gashes.

The ship flying the Qarth flag had undoubtedly spotted the merchant ship adrift at sea and quickly approached.

A short while later, a slightly overweight businessman boarded the deck under the protection of more than a dozen fully armed sailors.

He first surveyed his surroundings before squinting and asking, "Who are you? What happened on this ship? Where are the other crew members besides you?"

“I…we suffered a terrible shipwreck, and everyone except me died. If you don’t mind, could you bring them back to land? In return, all the cargo and gold coins on this ship are yours.” Warren deliberately feigned a heartbroken appearance.

“Of course! Roy! Take Mr. Wei to our ship! And tell the kitchen to prepare some good food for him.” The fat merchant gave the order in a rapid-fire manner.

In the blink of an eye, Warrent boarded another ship, led by a sailor.

After he walked away, an old man with gray hair and beard, who was following behind the fat man, suddenly grinned and flattered him, saying, "Master, congratulations on your unexpected windfall. If I'm not mistaken, that guy should be the one that Her Majesty Daenerys Targaryen has a bounty on for."

"Heh, when luck comes, there's no stopping it. Tell your men to keep a close eye on him, and don't let this rich sheep escape. If we can bring him back to King's Landing and hand him over to the Dragon Queen, we'll not only get a huge reward, but we might also get a noble title and a fiefdom." The merchant's eyes gleamed with ambition and desire.

Exhausted and hungry, Warrent had no idea that he had escaped one danger only to fall into another...

Chapter 0995 The Fourth Seal

Intrigue, deception, betrayal...

When a person's life is completely shrouded in these things, a tragic ending is already destined.

The only difference lies in how long his spirit can endure before he gives up resistance and becomes an emotionless walking corpse, or whether he completely collapses and chooses to end his own life.

While Warrent was struggling to escape his pursuit, Zhang Cheng had already crossed the Atlantic and the Mediterranean Sea and arrived alone in Egypt, a land covered in dense forests.

Affected by the asteroid impact, this once arid and hot desert has now been transformed into a full-fledged tropical rainforest, with towering trees reaching into the clouds and a dense network of rivers and lakes.

Most importantly, some monsters from another world have made their home in this warm and humid jungle, and the remaining humans dare not approach them easily.

Looking at the completely transformed terrain and landforms, he couldn't help but sigh slightly and complain helplessly, "Damn it! What's that saying again? Oh, right, Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot be escaped. If I had known there was a seal here, I shouldn't have let one of the asteroids fall nearby when I destroyed order and human civilization."

Despite his complaints, he continued to survey his surroundings, trying to find places where magical energy or divine power was concentrated.

no way!

This is the only seal whose location he can confirm so far.

Once this seal is broken, the sleeping gods will awaken, and then it will only be a matter of time before the remaining seals are broken.

The thought that he would soon be able to end this tedious trial and explore a more vast and boundless world, uncovering the secrets behind the multiverse filled Zhang Cheng with a strange excitement and anticipation.

Moreover, thanks to the help of satellite positioning systems, although the terrain has changed, the latitude and longitude coordinates on Earth have not changed.

By comparing the map with those from hundreds of years ago, and after spending about two months, they finally found the Pyramid of Osiris buried deep in a huge canyon, beneath the soft sand.

Unlike ordinary pyramids, this pyramid is exceptionally tall, three times larger than the legendary Great Pyramid of Giza, and it was not made of bricks and stones, but of bronze ingots of the same size, each of which was engraved with exquisite pictures, texts and symbols.

It is hard to imagine that the primitive ancient Egyptians could build such magnificent buildings thousands of years BC.

Putting aside everything else, the bronze that was considered a strategic resource at the time, if melted down and forged into weapons and armor, would have been enough to arm a million-strong army.

Zhang Cheng stepped to the entrance of the pyramid and placed the scepter of Anubis, the god of death, in the hand of a jackal statue.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a deafening roar!

The tightly closed tomb door finally opened slowly, revealing a passage that had been sealed for thousands of years, exuding a strong aura of death and decay.

"Interesting! Let me see what the ancient Egyptian gods left behind to guard the seal." Zhang Cheng muttered to himself as he strode in confidently.

Since the pyramid's internal structure was not complicated, he soon saw the monster lying on the ground in the hall at the end of the passage.

It has a lion-like body and a pair of yellow and white wings, but its face is no different from that of a normal human.

Yes!

It is the famous Sphinx, a creature with the body of a lion and the head of a human.

Although in most myths and legends, these magical creatures that can speak like humans like to pose riddles and then let others guess them.

In reality, it is a special life form that lies somewhere between a demigod and a monster.

According to the genealogy, almost all sphinxes were offspring of the ancient Egyptian falcon god, and their power far exceeded the limits that humans at that time could imagine.

Apart from the pharaoh, a descendant of the sun god, there is no other mortal in the world who can control the Sphinx.

Clearly, the Sphinx sensed the warm, humid airflow and slowly opened its eyes, waking from its slumber.

But it didn't rush to attack. Instead, it observed the seemingly ordinary young man with great interest for a full minute before finally adopting a very human-like demeanor, smiling and greeting him: "Hello, stranger. Tell me, how many years have passed outside? Are the pharaohs, the sons of the sun god, still ruling Egypt?"

“I’m sorry, but too much time has passed. So much so that the original inhabitants of Egypt have almost all disappeared. At least in terms of thought, culture, and religious beliefs, they have nothing in common with the original Egyptians,” Zhang Cheng answered directly.