Spellcasting Gods

Before this, most of them had a special feeling for their hometown, and some would even occasionally go back to visit as ordinary people, hoping to preserve this beautiful memory forever.

Old Chen nodded solemnly: "Yes! No scruples! No hesitation! As long as he thinks it's in his own interest, he'll do it without hesitation. Don't be fooled by his harmless appearance now; I guarantee that if any of you anger him, he won't hesitate to retaliate tenfold when the time is right. Oh, by the way, there was this guy who failed the trial who threatened him, and he met a terrible end. If you're interested, you can watch it through the superstring observer..."

Chapter 1004 Superstring Warfare (Part Two)

Having escaped meaningless social engagements, Zhang Cheng quickly settled into his role, taking over a well-equipped expeditionary fleet from the organization.

This includes 20 billion ground combat units, 5,000 large star destroyers, 20,000 medium star destroyers, 100,000 small outer space combat vessels, three supercarriers, and 300,000 supply and transport ships, including terrifying weapons capable of destroying planets or even stars with a single strike...

It can be said that this fleet, composed entirely of advanced technology, alone is enough to sweep across the universe where Earth is located and crush those alien black technologies that were once regarded as unattainable by mankind.

The problem is that this heavily armed expeditionary force was defeated by a group of Harlesen people who didn't even understand what the universe was.

They used a mysterious weapon called the "Eye of Hallesen," which instantly disintegrated all invaders into particles indistinguishable to the naked eye. Almost all energy and material weapons were as fragile and laughable as newborn babies in front of the "Eye of Hallesen."

If the commander hadn't reacted quickly enough to escape using the nearby main ship, there would probably be an empty seat in the conference room right now.

Perhaps this is what makes the higher-dimensional universe so interesting.

You never know how powerful and incomprehensible the enemy you will encounter on the next planet.

However, Zhang Cheng did not intend to use this expeditionary force too soon. Instead, he used the infinite energy of the nearby main axis to build a portal to hell.

In less than a few minutes, the demon army, which had been waiting in full force, appeared inside the mothership, which could accommodate hundreds of millions of lives through space folding technology.

"Where...is this?" The succubus queen Reines looked around at the futuristic walls and sky, her eyes filled with intense curiosity.

"This is a cosmic mothership! You are at the entrance to another higher-dimensional universe." Zhang Cheng squinted at these cannon fodder whose combat power could be described as trash, and explained expressionlessly.

That's right!

The Burning Legion and the demons of hell, who once conquered and destroyed countless planets in the three-dimensional universe, are basically no match for the organization's terrifying military strength.

Especially the main cannon mounted on the mothership, which could send a guy like the Dark Titan Sargeras to the Titan Pantheon to meet his old friends with a single shot.

"Great Lord of Darkness! Your wisdom and power amaze me! Please allow me to offer you my highest respect and loyalty!" Belom, the First Lord of Nathrezim and leader of the Dreadlords, was as adept as ever at seizing the opportunity to flatter.

Although he was cunning by nature and knew very well that such advanced technology, which was completely opposite to magic, was definitely not his master's forte, he wisely did not point it out.

"Master! Did you summon us to start a war?" Doom Lord Pollak asked cautiously.

"War? Yes, I'm preparing to wage war. But before that, I need the power of the Dreadlord to infiltrate the enemy and figure out what kind of technology they're using. Especially something called 'Hallen's Eye'." Zhang Cheng didn't try to hide anything and explained the situation directly.

Although he himself believed that violence, killing, and destruction were the best ways to resolve problems, he did not mind resorting to intrigue and trickery when he lacked the violence at his disposal, since that was something he was good at anyway.

"Your intention is... infiltration, disguise, instigation, to make those foolish enemies kill each other?" A terrifying red light flashed in Berom's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing sharp, shark-like teeth.

For the Dreadlords, this strategy of undermining and destroying the enemy from within is second nature, and they are the irreplaceable vanguard in almost every Burning Legion expedition.

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly: "That's right! But this time, it's different from all the enemies you've encountered before. They call themselves Harlesen, a kind of life form with dark skin and an appearance very similar to elves. Their individual strength is extremely powerful, even comparable to most Abyss Lords. Most importantly, this planet called Darkness produces a kind of energy crystal. With the energy crystal, each of them can unleash unimaginably terrifying magic. If there are enough of them, even I will be in mortal danger."

“Understood! Please rest assured, Nathrezim will infiltrate this planet and bring back the secrets of the Harlesen for you.” Berom bowed deeply.

“Excellent! I will send a fleet to create some chaos and turmoil, giving you a chance to infiltrate. Now, get moving; I don’t like waiting for a long time.” With that, Zhang Cheng winked at a clone adjutant behind him.

The latter understood immediately and ordered one-tenth of its warships and land units to rush towards the dark planet in a near-suicidal manner, launching a carpet bombing saturation attack.

Meanwhile, a transport ship fully loaded with the Dreadlord silently landed on the ruins not far from the battlefield.

Just as Zhang Cheng was observing the damage the fleet had caused to the planet through the three-dimensional probe, a bright spot suddenly appeared on the pitch-black surface of the planet.

next second...

hum!

All the warships involved in the attack seemed to be torn apart by some powerful force, and in the blink of an eye they began to shatter until they became tiny particles that were indistinguishable to the naked eye.

No spectacular explosions!

There was no deafening roar!

But it felt even more sinister and terrifying!

The unknown is the most chilling thing!

Zhang Cheng could even detect subtle energy fluctuations from that fleeting bright spot. Unlike the sphere of destruction created by Lao Chen, it was closer to the understanding and application of strings.

No wonder the organization would spend millions of years recruiting and training a master of energy, mysticism, and alchemy just to deal with a mere planet.

The weapons invented by the Harlesen were less a product of technology and more akin to mysticism and magic.

"Interesting! It seems that once I conquer this planet, I will be able to fully understand what a string is and how to utilize its inexhaustible energy..."

Accompanied by mutterings that only he could hear, Zhang Cheng crossed his arms and sat down in his assigned spot, patiently waiting for the Fear Demons to make their move.

Having broken free from the constraints of time and space, he no longer needed to worry about whether the plan would waste years, decades, centuries, or millennia.

He only wanted one thing: a final result that would satisfy him...

Chapter 1005 Superstring Warfare (Part 3)

Irinafas, the name the Halesen people use for this ancient inhabited planet, translates to "Eternal Darkness."

Just as its name suggests, this place is far from all stars, and the atmosphere contains an energy called tungsten, which causes the sky to act like a closed iron curtain, isolating the entire planet from the outside world.

From the moment of their birth, the Halesen people, who were born in this place, have been shrouded in legend.

According to human aesthetic standards, the men among them are handsome and fit, and the women are beautiful and alluring. Apart from their skin being shiny black, they have almost no flaws.

Most importantly, they were so close to the main axis that they evolved a unique physical constitution that allows them to extract energy from the crystals inside the planet for their own use.

Moreover, after countless billions of years of catalysis, the entire interior of the planet is almost a massive energy crystallization, far more dangerous than any star.

If we use some powerful weapons to destroy it directly, who knows what will happen, whether it will cause irreparable damage to the main string.

It is for this reason that the organization chose the most time-consuming and costly amphibious landing operation, hoping to occupy the planet rather than simply and brutally destroy it.

……

With the overwhelming bombardment by the interstellar fleet and the commencement of countless large-scale landings, the once tranquil ground was once again plunged into a terrible war.

These wearers, using unidentified pelicans to fix gray crystals to their bodies, formed small groups of three to five, continuously releasing energy shocks comparable to a megaton nuclear warhead. Each shock caused considerable casualties, especially without the support of the mothership's protective shield.

The entire 2 billion-strong army of cannon fodder, like ants carrying an overwhelming force, was wiped out in less than ten hours.

No bodies or any mutilation were left behind!

All that exists are high-energy particles that shimmer with eerie light in the air!

"Hmph! Foolish invaders! They're like ugly fish in an underground river—they may look numerous, but they pose no real threat." A man stroked his long, dark purple hair, his face full of disdain and contempt.

"Don't be careless! I have a bad feeling. There seem to be fewer intruders this time than last time, and they don't seem to be here to fight at all. They seem to be here to die." A woman next to me warned with a furrowed brow.

Just as the man was about to say something, a huge black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, transforming into a black blob and directly entering his mouth and nose.

next second...

He suddenly knelt down on the ground, his eyes flashing an eerie red light, his facial muscles alternating between pain and pleasure, as if he were suffering from some terrible disease.

Before the other members of the team could react to what had happened, the man convulsed twice and then completely lost consciousness.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?" The woman hurriedly squatted down and frantically slapped the other person's cheeks.

It is known that due to their physical constitution, the Halesen never get sick, nor do they age or die. Unless killed, even if their limbs are broken, they can be repaired through mysterious magic.

"We must take him back immediately! Let's go! There are no more enemies here," the team leader ordered gravely.

Soon, the team, carrying the unconscious man, raced at breakneck speed across the pitch-black ground, and before long they entered an entrance leading underground.

Unbeknownst to them, the wounded soldier, who had fallen unconscious to the ground, had secretly opened his eyes and was cautiously observing his surroundings.

In fact, at this moment, there are not just one team with a member who has suddenly fainted, but hundreds of teams, and some teams even have more than two members who have fainted.

It goes without saying that these poor creatures have been possessed by the Lord of Dread and are no longer the same people they once were.

After all, their physical strength and power are incomparably formidable, but that does not mean their souls are equally powerful.

On the contrary, due to their long-term isolation from the outside world, most Halesen people have an arrogant and conceited mentality, believing that they are the supreme rulers of this planet and that nothing can rival their invincible self.

The fact that the expeditionary force was so easily wiped out further fueled their arrogance.

As a result, they encountered the Fear Lord, who loved to play tricks and schemes, and fell for his trap immediately.

More than half of them collapsed under terrible mental torture, their souls were devoured, and their bodies were replaced by the Lord of Dread.

There were also some who were determined, but without exception they were all forcibly suppressed and lost control of their bodies.

As the first lord of Nathrezim, Belom has taken over the body of a male Halesen and is rapidly absorbing the remaining information in the other man's mind, including language, knowledge, habits, and interpersonal relationships.

Upon arriving at an underground city with towering energy crystals, he opened his eyes and pretended to know nothing, asking, "What happened? What happened? How did we get back?"

"You're awake?!" The team leader exclaimed, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Yes! Tell me what's going on!" Berom blinked, feigning innocence.

"You suddenly fainted on the battlefield, which scared us all," another team member explained.

"Fainted? Damn it! I don't remember!" Berom continued to use his innate acting skills and deception, sitting on the ground with his brows furrowed.

In contrast, the team leader was very happy to see his unconscious teammate wake up, and comforted him with a smile: "Relax, maybe those intruders used some kind of attack method that we don't understand. It's best to go and have the elders check it out now."

“No! No need! I feel fine now!” Berom immediately shook his head and refused without hesitation.

Through devouring souls, he had learned that the elders of the Halesen people possessed unimaginable power, and he was afraid of revealing any secrets or having his soul discovered by them.

"you sure?"

“I’m absolutely sure! Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. Also, if you don’t mind, I’d like to go home and get something to eat early.”

"Sure! Leave the task reporting to me."

"See you in ten light-hours!"

"goodbye!"

……

It must be said that the Dreadlord is indeed a master of disguise and deception. Hundreds of them infiltrated the Harlesen society without being exposed. They all blended in safely without arousing the slightest suspicion from the enemy.

However, for the sake of their future plans, these guys did not take immediate action, but instead lived a regular life like the Halesen, patiently waiting for the right opportunity.

Chapter 1006 Superstring Warfare (Part 4)