Spellcasting Gods

"Shut...shut up?" Vilia opened her mouth wide, her face showing disbelief.

She never dared to imagine that Master Isolde, who was always known for his gentle and refined manners, would reprimand her in such a stern tone, his eyes seeming to want to kill her.

“That’s right! Shut your mouth! Just bring your eyes and come with me! Witness the greatness of your master! Then decide how to speak to him! Otherwise, I’ll kill you and leave your body to be devoured by wild beasts in the countryside.” Isolt said no more and walked straight toward the tunnel at the bottom of the tower that led to the underground.

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at a huge underground labyrinth that had been completely hollowed out.

At a glance, tens of thousands of paths crisscross, as dense as a spider web. Deep within these passages lies a colossal city hundreds of times larger than any city on the ground. The city's inhabitants are not human, but a group of monsters, a group of wild beasts, a group of terrifying killing machines.

Although Princess Vilia did not count them in detail, she realized that the number was definitely in the millions.

If all of them were sent to the ground, they would be enough to conquer any so-called military superpower on the continent, or even to launch a horrific massacre, razing their proud cities to the ground.

cold!

fear!

trembling!

Ten minutes passed before she finally couldn't help but mutter to herself, "This...this is impossible! I must be having a nightmare!"

"Nightmare? This is a miracle of magic! No! It's a divine miracle! I guarantee that only Master possesses such powerful magic in this world; his power even surpasses that of the gods. Now you should understand how ridiculous it was that you tried to negotiate before? Master is invincible! He can do whatever he wants! No one can stop him!" Isolt shouted with a fanatical expression.

Although it wasn't the first time he had seen the magnificent underground city, he still felt an indescribable excitement, as if he had seen the end of the road to the Holy Temple of Magic. Even if he could never reach it, it was good to see it with his own eyes.

"What exactly does he want to do? Conquer the world?" Vilia's voice trembled slightly.

I couldn't help but tremble!

Faced with unparalleled power, the human will is not as strong as it imagines; otherwise, heroes would not be the privilege of a very few.

Generally speaking, in times of crisis, people either panic and turn to run away, or they stay put and wait to die.

“My master doesn’t want to do anything, and he has no interest in conquering the world. He’s just conducting experiments to prove some of his theories and conjectures. So I suggest you know your place, or I can’t guarantee you’ll leave alive.” Isolt said as he turned and walked back.

He didn't want to be surrounded by millions of ferocious monsters, even though he knew that these monsters would never attack without orders.

"Know yourself?" Vilia repeated the phrase in a low voice, then immediately looked up and asked, "What do you think I should do to achieve my goal? To stop Kerwin from realizing his dirty ambitions and desires?"

“It’s simple! Strike a coup, become queen, and then replace Kerwin, becoming the master’s agent as well. That way, you can have what he can have. However, the price is that from now on, the kingdom will become the master’s testing ground, constantly waging wars to test the monsters’ performance in battle. Don’t rush to make a choice; you still have time to consider it.” Isolt gave a meaningful answer.

As Kerwin's tyrannical tendencies grew stronger, he undoubtedly felt threatened and planned to try to create another puppet that was relatively easy to control and manipulate.

Clearly, Vilia is such a perfect candidate.

First, the princess is young enough and has no political experience. Once she makes up her mind, she will inevitably launch a coup to oust her father and all the dukes. Isolde will naturally become the only person she can rely on and consult with.

Secondly, when two opposing camps are competing with each other, the clever Kerwin will subconsciously restrain his tyranny and cruelty, and try his best to please his master and colleagues of equal status. He will no longer put on that annoying look full of superiority, and he will not dare to take risks and do anything he should not do.

Finally, and most importantly, Isolte prefers Vilia's personality to Kerwin's, and the two have a better relationship in private.

"A...a coup?! Are you crazy?" The princess's pupils suddenly contracted, and she was so frightened that she shuddered.

"No! I'm not crazy! This is the only way to save the kingdom and your family. I know the kingdom's political situation very well, and I also know how foolish your father and the nobles are. Even if you tell them everything you've seen here, they won't believe you. They might even keep making underhanded moves to test the master's reaction and bottom line. Think about it, what will happen to your country if these actions anger the master? I assure you, it won't be a disaster that can be quelled by the deaths of dozens or hundreds of people, but rather thousands upon thousands will perish. The master isn't one to reason with people; in a sense, he represents truth and absolute justice."

Isolde made no attempt to hide anything and cautiously revealed everything she knew.

He understood how difficult it was to get a princess who had grown up in a sheltered environment to decide to launch a coup.

Unless he realizes that the situation has truly reached a point of no return, Vilia will not betray his father and country, even if his life is threatened.

"I need some time to think about it." Princess Vilia clenched her fists tightly, not giving an immediate answer.

"Is three days enough?" Isolt didn't press further and instead set a final deadline.

If he does not receive a satisfactory answer before the deadline, he will abandon the princess without hesitation.

Whether the other party is imprisoned in this tower as a canary to be admired and played with, or is sent to Kerwin to suffer inhuman abuse and torture, that depends on fate.

"That's enough! I promise you, I will give you a definite answer in three days."

“Very good! Then we’ll meet again in three days. During this time, you can stay on the lower level of the magic tower, where artificial maids will take care of your daily needs. Remember, do not try to provoke the master, and do not show off your cleverness; his wisdom far exceeds your imagination.”

After saying this, Isolde immediately used teleportation magic and disappeared from the spot, while the princess returned alone, her mind filled with thoughts of that devilish suggestion.

Chapter 1078 Knowledge

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When Vilia appeared in front of Zhang Cheng again, she had shed her delicate, hothouse flower demeanor and was replaced by fatigue and maturity.

That's right!

In just three short days, the harsh reality and difficult choices forced this young girl, who was originally in the best stage of her life, to grow up quickly.

Because she understood that if she couldn't meet the other party's demands, she might not die, but her family and kingdom would be doomed.

Nothing could withstand the millions of terrifying monsters within that underground labyrinth, and no army could fight them to the death.

After thinking it through, the princess took a deep breath and, mimicking the humble manner in which her servants bowed to her, bent down and gave a deep bow: "Thank you for your kindness and forgiveness for my rudeness and ignorance last time. I have considered it carefully and am willing to accept any conditions you offer, as long as the kingdom and my father can survive."

"Oh? Are you sure it's any condition?" Zhang Cheng looked the other person up and down, asking with a playful tone.

Because the native inhabitants of this planet are very similar to humans on Earth, especially in their facial features and physique, which are a combination of strength and beauty, he inadvertently recalled his past.

As lifespan increases, memories accumulate like books in a library, some covered in thick dust, while others, like flashbacks, are triggered by certain scenes or people.

“That’s right! Whatever you want or do, I will cooperate fully without hesitation. But there’s one condition: I must have a status no less than Kerwin’s.” Vilia replied earnestly.

“Very good! At least your attitude satisfies me quite a bit.” With that, Zhang Cheng stood up from the chair he had been sitting in for several days, reached out and pinched the princess's chin, gazing into her shimmering pale blue eyes. “You know what? I don’t care at all about your feud with Kerwin, nor do I care whether you want to kill him. To be precise, as long as you complete the task I assign you, even if one of you eliminates the other, it has nothing to do with me. But there’s one condition: if anyone disrupts my plans and experiments, I guarantee that person will suffer torture ten thousand times worse than death.”

"You mean... I can do what I want to do most at some appropriate time?" Vilia was undoubtedly quite perceptive and immediately grasped the key point.

Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded: "Yes! Generally speaking, I don't interfere in the personal grudges of my servants, nor am I interested in such trivial matters. You can think of me as an isolated observer, doing only to collect experimental data. Alright, that's enough about that. Now I will impart some knowledge to you, some forbidden knowledge that can change your destiny and make the kingdom incredibly powerful. Of course, the prerequisite is that you must first kill your father and become the rightful ruler of the country."

The words had barely left his mouth!

He directly instilled a portion of advanced technology, which was at least thousands of years ahead of this world, into the princess's brain.

"what!!!!!!!"

The sensation, like tens of thousands of sharp needles piercing his brain, caused Veria to scream and collapse to the ground with a thud. His entire body convulsed uncontrollably, and snot, tears, and saliva flowed uncontrollably, quickly forming a small puddle of mixed liquid on the ground.

fortunately!

The stinging pain comes and goes quickly.

As the girl gradually regained consciousness, she suddenly discovered that countless pieces of knowledge that she could not even imagine or understand were stored deep in her mind.

Clear!

profound!

complex!

Most importantly, this knowledge can be used to create incredibly powerful weapons!

With them, the kingdom could even sweep across all the surrounding countries and become an unprecedented continental hegemon.

Just as Vilia was overjoyed by the new memories in her mind, Isolte, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly coughed loudly and whispered, "Your Highness, you'd better get up and wash up quickly, and change into some clean clothes."

"Wash up? Get dressed?" Vilia glanced down at the ground instinctively, her pale face instantly turning bright red. "Damn it! Excuse me for a moment."

Without saying another word, she grabbed her already soaked skirt and ran straight towards the room leading to the bathroom on the lower floor, afraid that staying would make her a laughingstock.

Watching the princess's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Isolde asked in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Master, what did you entrust to her?"

"Nothing much, just some interesting little gadgets and how to make them. You know what? I've always really enjoyed seeing the old order broken, chaos, destruction, and slaughter filling every inch of land. That chaotic beauty is unmatched by anything else." Zhang Cheng returned to his seat, resting his chin on his right hand, his eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

It goes without saying that he somehow became a rule-breaker and beneficiary, and quite enjoyed the process.

In his view, life and soul will only shine with their most brilliant light when the contradictions are brought to the extreme.

All kindness, evil, ambition, desire, courage, and sacrifice will be amplified without exception, revealing the truest self deep within, rather than the hypocritical and cowardly masks worn under the constraints of order.

Perhaps this unparalleled sense of realism is the scene Zhang Cheng most wanted to see.

After all, as a ruler who is almost above all intelligent life, he no longer has as much desire for power and transcendence as before. Instead, he has a sense of maturity and an understanding of the rules from the depths of his soul.

"Although I cannot comprehend your wisdom, which is higher than mountains and deeper than the sea, I am willing to follow you forever, even if it means destroying the world." Isolt suppressed his fear and quickly knelt down to show his loyalty.

He could sense that the person he was loyal to was not joking, especially the astonishing aura that he inadvertently exuded, which was simply suffocating.

"Heh, no, I don't need your oath of loyalty, I want actions. Alright, the princess is now in your hands. Help her stage a coup and ascend the throne. Also, send Kerwin a warning, at least let him know that his ridiculous little actions have always been under my watchful eye," Zhang Cheng casually instructed.

“Your will is my command!” Isolte bowed again, then disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Chapter 1079 Differences

What kind of knowledge did you give that female creature?

Not long after the two left, Gru broke through the dimension and reappeared inside the tower, his tone revealing intense curiosity.

"Female creature?" Zhang Cheng raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting to hear that word from the other party.

But Gru didn't seem to care about that, shaking his two tentacle-like receivers as he replied, "Of course it's a female. I've tested her genetic sequence before, there's no mistake."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant," Zhang Cheng quickly shook his head with a smile. "I meant, why did you use the term 'female creature' instead of words like 'girl' or 'woman'? In your eyes, is there no intelligent life form besides the ruler worthy of a non-derogatory term?"

"Just for that? Of course not! It's a difference in our aesthetic standards. Think about it, if you saw a female life form that looked like me, what words would you use to describe her?" Gru asked meaningfully.

It must be said that his reasons were quite valid.

Although in essence, the Overlord has transcended the limits of the original race and can even abandon the physical body to exist in a form that is purely beyond matter and energy.

However, some of their deeply ingrained habits will not change, the most typical of which is their aesthetic sense.

Almost every Overlord tends to create life in their own image, and also helps those life forms similar to their original race, giving them the opportunity to escape ignorance and gradually enter the interstellar age.

Zhang Cheng understood this difference, so he sighed with a wry smile, "Alright, alright, you're right, I don't intend to argue with you about this. As for the knowledge given to her, it was of course some kind of disguised, seemingly powerful magical artifact, but in essence, it was an antimatter refining device. Imagine, in this world filled with primitive barbarity, an antimatter bomb suddenly appears on the battlefield, what interesting things do you think would happen?"

“Antimatter?!” Gru’s eyes lit up instantly. “Interesting! Absolutely fascinating! The moment the first antimatter bomb appears on the battlefield, this entire planet will be like that myth you often hear about back home, opening Pandora’s box. Nothing can stop the escalation of conflict and the dramatic changes in social structure.”

“Yes! Everyone will go crazy for this destructive power. When the time comes, they will try every means to steal and replicate that device, and then launch an invasion, occupation, and annexation at an unimaginable speed into neighboring countries that do not yet have it. Of course, to make the whole process more interesting, I have set a small upper limit.” As he spoke, Zhang Cheng directly transmitted the blueprints of his modified device design through the mental connection.

For those who control the rules of the universe, things like antimatter are not advanced technology at all, but rather toys like firecrackers.

But his is different; it's not just a simple technological creation, but rather it uses magical techniques to combine the two into one on a certain level.

The advantage is that it doesn't require slow technological advancement; by mastering a few key magical techniques, finished products can be manufactured quickly.

However, the downsides are equally obvious: it cannot compare with the mass production of industrial assembly lines, and its output is quite low, making it unsuitable for use as a conventional weapon.

Gru glanced at the blueprints in his mind and thoughtfully commented, "A very interesting design, full of boundless imagination. The development of the story is quite intriguing. You know, I've almost forgotten how long it's been since I felt this excited."

"As a supreme ruler, isn't one of the greatest pleasures to be able to manipulate the fate of mortals at will and treat them like wives? Besides, we can also conduct some small experiments along the way. After all, I'm already exposed to everyone's eyes, so I might as well do something crazy."