Spellcasting Gods

As a person with an insatiable thirst for knowledge, he never concealed his evil, cruel, and insane side, and sometimes even revealed it.

“Give me a thousand! In return, I will give you a special army.” The woman stated her terms directly.

"Special?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, revealing a surprised expression.

“That’s right! I recently integrated the genes of an interesting reptilian intelligent life form and created…”

Before the woman could finish speaking, Old Chen immediately stepped forward and interrupted, "Damn it! Are you trying to use that thing to make a deal? Are you crazy?! That thing is completely uncontrollable!"

"Uncontrollable?" The woman chuckled dismissively, pointing to the nascent demons scattered throughout the mothership. "You think they're under your control? No! Idiot! These creatures, filled with a thirst for killing, destruction, and devastation, are equally uncontrollable. But why would they submit to one person? The answer is simple: that person gives them what they want. Similarly, while my creations aren't as perfectly obedient as clone soldiers or AI-controlled war machines, they will obey orders as long as their deepest desires are satisfied."

“That sounds reasonable. I’m curious, what exactly were you talking about? Could it be something like the ‘Zerg’ described in science fiction movies?” Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked meaningfully into the other person’s eyes.

"The Zerg? No, I wouldn't create something so primitive. They're not even worthy of being cannon fodder. I created a powerful and perfect life form, or more precisely, a mother organism. She can combine with any life form, fusing the best parts of their genes, and then mass-produce fertilized organisms to create an army from scratch by accelerating its growth. Believe me, once you've seen her, you'll fall in love with her without reservation. She's a masterpiece of biotechnology, possessing limitless possibilities." The woman raised her chin high, explaining with an air of pride.

"Don't listen to her! That thing is extremely dangerous! The organization used it once during a landing operation. That monster devoured all life on a planet in just three days, leaving only a bunch of deformed, morbid monsters." Old Chen quickly offered his opinion.

It was easy to tell from his extremely disgusted eyes that this so-called mother body was quite terrifying, so much so that it was sealed away immediately after the test.

Zhang Cheng stroked his chin and hesitated for a moment, but finally responded with a smile, "Deal! I want that mother body! Later, I'll have my adjutant send the body back to headquarters."

"Thank you! Trust me, you won't regret this deal." With that, the woman turned and left without pausing for even a second.

Watching her receding figure, Old Chen subconsciously frowned and asked, "Weren't you going to teach her a lesson? Why did you make a deal with her?"

“Teaching her a lesson and making a deal with her are essentially no different. The reason I made the deal is because I thought it was in my best interest, while teaching her a lesson is something to do after I have completely conquered the Dark Planet. You have to understand that many times, the more you deal with an enemy, the more you have to show your friendliness so that he lowers his guard without realizing it, and then stab him in the back when he thinks he has become a friend.”

Although Zhang Cheng spoke these words in a gentle tone, as if whispering in the ear of his beloved, the feeling he gave was chilling.

"My God! A dark personality like yours won't make you very popular in the organization!" Old Chen's lips twitched involuntarily.

"Why should I try to please the majority? No! I just need to make the Initiator understand that I am more valuable than anyone else in the organization and can help him win battle after battle. That's enough. As for other things, there's no need to worry about them too much. After all, we're not having a social gathering. Instead of wasting time and energy maintaining false feelings between us, we should use our brains and complete the battle plan as soon as possible."

"Oh? You know a lot about the Initiators?"

"I just know myself very well! Don't forget, we are all ourselves in parallel universes. As long as you are willing to put in a little effort, it is not difficult to understand the thoughts of the Initiators."

"And what about me? What do you think I crave?"

“You’re just an executor! Without clear thoughts and goals, you’re just like those ordinary people who just drift through life. Unless the organization gives you orders, you’ll always be lazy.”

Chapter 1009 Superstring Warfare (Part 7)

A thick, gray fog perpetually shrouded the surface of the dark planet, making it impossible to see anything beyond five meters without the aid of advanced electronic imaging technology. The Hallesen were clearly not among them.

Because they never receive sunlight, dark planets are always in an extremely cold state, especially the surface temperature, which averages around minus 200 degrees Celsius. Under normal circumstances, it would be absolutely impossible for life to survive.

Interestingly, the temperature rises dramatically near those large energy crystals, even melting frozen water sources to form mountains, lakes, and rivers.

With water comes the source of life, and various plants and animals can thrive, providing a good living environment and food source.

This is why the Halesen people used massive energy crystals as the main body to build magnificent underground cities.

After tens of millions of years of exploration and searching, they have found almost all the large energy crystals in the shallow layers of the Earth's surface. Therefore, whoever controls more cities will become the true master of this planet.

……

Hundreds of fully armed young people were seen approaching the entrance to an underground city at an extremely fast speed.

To be precise, this is not an underground city in the ordinary sense, but the origin of their entire race. It is also the first city created by using the power of the energy shortcut, and is regarded as the holy site of civilization, race and religion, the original city.

As the divisions and conflicts within the Harlesen people intensified, the Dreadlords finally could not restrain themselves and plotted a landmark attack.

These fools in front of me have naturally been misled and incited, believing that they can use pure violence to create chaos and destruction, forcing those older folks to bow down to them and relinquish their power.

"The future of the Hallesen should be created by young people, not by a bunch of decadent old men."

This is the ideology that the Dreadlords have been instilling in young people in the shadows. They have even created an organization that is at odds with the Council of Elders, and have initially established a basic power structure.

Those shrewd strategists know very well that once young people at the bottom of society taste the power, they will quickly lose their original innocence and gradually degenerate into ambitious people who will do anything for power.

As the first lord of Nathrezim in the new Burning Legion, Belrom is now the undisputed leader of the rebels. Alone, he hides in a crevice of cold rocks, carefully observing the movements ahead.

Several hours passed before he calmly instructed his deputy, "Go! Have two squads disguise themselves as a distressed caravan and approach the entrance to test the city's reaction."

"understand!"

Another dreadlord who had taken over the Harlesen nodded without hesitation and raised his left hand to wave to his accomplice who was hiding not far away.

The latter understood immediately, changed into a tattered set of clothes, covered the crystal wristband symbolizing the status and power of a "warrior" with dirty leather, and ran towards the entrance in a disheveled state.

About ten minutes later, as they approached the metal gate inlaid with black patterns, two dazzling beams of light shone down from above, illuminating the only passage.

moment!

The two teams of twenty people were completely exposed to the other side's line of sight.

In the blink of an eye, a man dressed in a dark brown leather coat appeared atop the towering city gate, shouting at the top of his lungs, "This is the sacred origin of the Harlesen people! State your names and origins! Otherwise, I have the right to refuse you entry!"

"We are merchants! We just suffered a terrible attack! A group of ugly and ferocious monsters suddenly jumped out of the darkness and killed two-thirds of our group. We are the only survivors." The woman in the lead blurted out the prepared lie without hesitation.

"Monsters? Are they those huge and ugly creatures with green flames in their eyes?" The man on the city gate asked instinctively, frowning.

The woman quickly nodded: "That's right! They were like madmen, rushing in and wreaking havoc. Despite our desperate resistance, we were outnumbered."

"Damn it! This is the thirtieth attack in the last few months! We have to think of something!" The man cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth, and waved his hand behind him. "Open the city gates and let these poor young people in."

Rumble...

With a loud bang, the gate, made entirely of an unknown metal, slowly opened, revealing a passage about two meters high.

The members of the two squads exchanged glances, immediately tore off their disguises, and rushed in at lightning speed to attack the soldiers on the city gate.

Before the other side could react to what was happening, they quickly took control of the city gate and sent a signal.

As two blinding red lights soared into the sky, Belom grinned, revealing a ferocious smile, and shouted, "Charge! My brothers and sisters! Charge in! Take this sacred city! Let those foolish old fools understand that we are the hope and tomorrow of the entire race!"

"For justice and righteousness!"

"For the future of the Hallesen!"

"Overthrow the Council of Elders!"

……

As countless people stormed through the gate, chanting exciting slogans and unleashing their devastating energy surges, a dark figure suddenly appeared beside Berom, remarking with a half-smile, "Ha! Young man, you're always so easily swept away by passion, so easily manipulated by those with ulterior motives, aren't you?"

“Yes, Master. Limited by experience and perspective, very few young people can understand that often the most seemingly righteous things are actually the most sordid in their true intentions, and they unknowingly become accomplices to evil. The most ridiculous thing is that they will believe until their death that they are sacrificing themselves for something absolutely right. Nobility and baseness, justice and evil, order and chaos—I like such strong conflicts and contrasts.” After saying this, Berom placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

Clearly, this dark figure was none other than Zhang Cheng's projection refracted from the mothership.

Sensing the flames and explosions emanating from the distant city, he nodded slightly. "Although it sounds ironic, I must admit you have a point. So, do you think we can find clues about that secret weapon in this City of Origins?"

“I’m sorry, I don’t know, Master. But I have a feeling that this city is hiding some secrets that you might be interested in.”

"Alright, then I'll wait and see. If you can find any information or clues that interest me, then I will reward you with a weapon, a powerful weapon that could potentially destroy this planet..."

Chapter 1010 Superstring Warfare (Part 8)

Inside the incubation chamber at the bottom of the massive interstellar mothership, a creature resembling a hybrid of a reptile, insect, and human woman lies quietly in a huge incubation tank.

It is not difficult to determine from her physical structure that she is a female. Her lower body is like that of an ant queen, with a huge oval uterine cavity that is twenty meters long. On average, there is an independent compartment for nurturing and reproducing offspring every twenty centimeters or so. She can reproduce hundreds of lives at the same time.

Without a doubt, this is the dangerous matrix that was acquired through a transaction, hailed as a miracle of biotechnology.

"How is she? Isn't she beautiful?" The woman reached out and gently stroked the mother's smooth and delicate skin, her eyes revealing a rare fascination.

Although this monster had the face of a human woman, its mouth was like that of a praying mantis, filled with countless sharp, saw-like teeth, and its skin was covered with a layer of emerald green scales, making it utterly terrifying.

But she was quite different; instead of showing the slightest disgust or rejection, she treated him like her own daughter.

After all, the ages of most members of the organization are impossible to verify. Apart from Zhang Cheng, who just joined, the youngest of the rest, according to Earth time, has lived for millions of years, so it is inevitable that they will develop all sorts of strange and quirky habits.

For example, Lao Chen is a complete battle maniac. Every time an expedition is launched, he likes to be the first to rush in and attack the most threatening target, enjoying the thrill of brushing past death time and time again.

Clearly, the woman in front of her is a typical "creation fanatic," obsessed with creating more powerful and terrifying war machines.

For her, "The Mother" is the most perfect work she has ever created, so it is natural that she would pour a lot of emotion into it.

As fellow "creators," Zhang Cheng could discern the other's current activities and chuckled in admiration, "Yes! She's absolutely perfect! This is the first time I've ever seen a life form that combines divinity, magic, genetic technology, and energy all together. If you don't mind, could you tell me how you created her?"

"I'm sorry, I can't explain it. Because her birth was accidental, she cannot be replicated. Simply put, she is unique, and like those clones, she cannot be 100% obedient. On the contrary, her subjective consciousness never recognizes anyone as her master, and she will never obey your orders. She will only act in a way that is most beneficial to herself, constantly devouring the life on a planet and turning them all into her children..."

As she said this, the woman's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

“A Destroyer? No problem! I happen to have a good plan that might allow me to make some minor modifications to her.” With that, Zhang Cheng turned around and opened another sealed culture tank.

moment!

A jar containing a beautiful woman slowly rises!

The jar contained none other than Iria, who had become a half-Titan.

However, she is not in a normal state now. From the collarbone down, everything has been cruelly dissected, revealing all sorts of strange organs inside, as well as an energy core that looks like a miniature sun. Even the organs near her lower abdomen have not escaped this fate.

Zhang Cheng proved with his actions that he is a man of his word; if he said he would dismember someone on the lab table, he would dismember them on the lab table.

Of course, as a half-Titan, Iria is obviously not so easy to kill.

To be precise, since he couldn't be sure whether the target would revert to his Star Soul state and escape after death, Zhang Cheng deliberately didn't kill him, but instead sealed him away in this half-dead state.

But now, he suddenly had an even more interesting idea: to merge the mother, who was filled with animal instincts, with Iria.

"My God! You're really crazy! But I love it!" The woman stared at the half-Titan-like body with an expression of extreme excitement.

Yes!

It's exciting!

It's not anger!

It's not disgust either!

"So, are you interested in collaborating?" Zhang Cheng asked with a smile.

For such a massive and complex task, his current knowledge is far from sufficient, so joining forces becomes the only option.

"It's an honor! It seems you're not the brainless idiot I imagined; at least you have some redeeming qualities."

"Haha! Believe me, in some ways, we have striking similarities."

"I hope so! I don't like working with mediocre people!"

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