Spellcasting Heavens

As the lords of the neutral faction lined up, the entire underground world of Brooklyn has escalated from the original undercurrent to constant conflict in just a week, with unfortunate corpses lying on the streets almost every day.

Although everyone has maintained a considerable degree of restraint at the same time for the time being, and did not completely tear their faces, everyone knows that it is only a matter of time.

When Senator Miles took his last breath, whether it was Katherine, the witch of desire, or Cassandra, who was called the daughter of nature, they would react immediately.

They know very well that this time, the two will end the decades-long battle, and unless one of them dies completely, neither will stop.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Zhang Cheng.

To be precise, since the last time he encountered the devil, he has never stepped out of the gate of the villa, and has no idea what is going on outside. Batch of magic potions, and then handed over to Polman to deal with.

He didn't know at all that at present, all the prominent figures in the entire New York underground world have already obtained more or less the potions prepared by him, and they have sent people around to inquire about information, trying to find him, the so-called master of alchemy.

But unfortunately, under the strict guard of the witch Catherine, these people with ulterior motives could not find any clues.

Coupled with Zhang Cheng's own otaku attributes, it is a pipe dream to find a specific target from New York, which has a population of more than 8 million and hides countless illegal immigrants and stowaways.

But if others can't find it, it doesn't mean that Kane can't find it.

Holding the address given by the witch, the old man easily came to the door of the villa, narrowed his eyes and stared at the faint arcane energy shrouded in the sky above the villa, and after about two or three minutes he smiled and said to himself, "It's really interesting. Now I'm starting to understand a little bit why Catherine risked offending countless people and kept it a secret. Now let me see what a young man who can prepare so many kinds of potions looks like. like..."

The voice just fell!

He raised his silver crutches and gently rang the doorbell.

Ding dong - ding dong - ding dong!

About ten seconds later, the closed door suddenly opened a crack, Gracie stuck out half of her head and asked with a wary look, "Who are you? Is there anything wrong?"

"Relax, girl, I have no ill intentions. Here, please help to pass this on to the owner of the house, and say that I was introduced by Ms. Catherine." The old man didn't care about the girl's unreasonable behavior, and casually put the lord badge that symbolized his identity and status. handed over.

"OK! I'll help transfer it, but I can't guarantee that he will meet you. You know, this guy is just a madman and a monster. Except for the most basic eating, sleeping, and cleaning up personal hygiene, he doesn't even need conversation or entertainment." Gracie couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

After all, her original plan was to find a way to live in first, and then take advantage of her youth, beauty, and virginity to become Zhang Cheng's girlfriend or lover, so that she could have someone to rely on when the devil came to her door.

But as a saying goes, plans never change fast.

She never dreamed that Zhang Cheng, who was determined to embark on the path of power, had already abandoned the low-level physiological needs of sex, and instead pursued something more advanced and purer, that is, knowledge and power.

Compared to the extreme pleasure of sucking water from a well of arcane energy in a barrel, the joy of mating is nothing.

Kane undoubtedly noticed the girl's intention and explained with a smile: "Hehe, no, you don't understand, child, it's not that he doesn't need conversations and entertainment, he just leaves his time for more important things. You have to understand, this There are always so few geniuses in the world who figure out what their heart desires to pursue at a very young age, and only ordinary people who do nothing can indulge in material and spiritual enjoyment.”

"Damn! Alright, alright, I'm just the ordinary person you say is mediocre and addicted to enjoyment." Gracie rolled her eyes angrily, turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor from the living room to the basement.

As a rebellious girl, what she hates most is listening to others.

After just two or three minutes, Gracie returned to the door, opened one door after another with extremely skilled movements, followed by bending down and making a please gesture, teasing in a very exaggerated tone: " Come in, my lord, my bored master is waiting for you in the basement."

"Hahahaha! You're very humorous, and I'm starting to like you a little bit." Kane was obviously amused, and walked towards the basement entrance.

Although it was the first time he came to this villa, he could see through the strong arcane energy faintly emitting from behind the basement door at a glance.

"Like me? Sorry, I'm not interested in an old man your age." Gracie winked playfully~www.wuxiaspot.com~ quickly jumped to the sofa and lay down, watching the TV show, while eating fruit.

Kane smiled and shook his head, ignoring the other party, pushed open the door leading to the basement and walked in.

Zhang Cheng, who was trying to engrave runes on a short sword, heard footsteps and said without looking back: "Please wait a moment, I have to finish the work at hand first."

"No problem, please, as long as I don't exist." Kane responded very reasonable.

After saying this, he stood silently in the corner by himself, staring at the young man with all his heart not far ahead, especially the dense and mysterious symbols on the sword, which aroused great interest in him.

"42-17-170-647-839..."

Zhang Cheng muttered a digital code that no one else could understand, while pouring the smelted gold dinar, the liquid gold rich in unknown energy quickly filled the groove.

The moment the last rune was filled, the blade shattered violently, and a silver-white flame composed entirely of energy was ejected from the underside of the hilt.

Unlike ordinary flames that emit light and heat, silver-white flames not only do not emit heat, but instead continuously absorb heat from the air.

In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of frost appeared on the workbench where the daggers were placed.

Any object that comes into contact with the silver-white flame will be completely frozen within a few seconds, which is equivalent to a terrifying high-pressure liquid nitrogen injector.

And what is even more terrifying than the high-pressure liquid nitrogen injector is that this energy-shaped weapon continuously draws energy from the air through magic symbols, so unless you enter a special space that is completely isolated from energy, you will never need to be suspicious. .