Casting spells

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Undoubtedly, Afya had mixed feelings about Byron.

From the initial admiration and obedience, to the later suspicion, betrayal, and turning against each other, she didn't even know what attitude she would show if the other party appeared again.

Under this extremely entangled emotional torment, she was silent for more than ten minutes, and then asked: "What about the evidence? What evidence do you have to prove that he also came back from that world?"

"Evidence? Hahahaha! Believe me, I don't need to prove anything. I have met him in the spirit world, talked with him, worked with him, explored with him, fought with him. I know him better than any of you. If there is anyone in the entire universe who can compete with me, it must be him. Byron will not die, he will survive like me. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he will lose something in the process, But the gain must be far greater than the loss."

When he said these words, Zhang Cheng's tone was full of firmness, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Because he needs an opponent, an enemy.

Only in this way can he maximize his full potential and move towards the goal of a higher life.

If he succeeds, he will be the only ruler connecting the material and spiritual worlds, and he can even be crowned the title of Supreme God.

"Have you seen him in the spiritual world? He... what did he look like then?" Afya tentatively asked.

Zhang Cheng stroked his chin and searched his vague memory for a while, and then said slowly: "At that time, he was wearing a black cloak, his whole body was so thin that only skin and bones remained, and his appearance was like that of some magical civilization. The undead spellcaster mentioned in the book-the lich, or the appearance of the god of death."

"You mean... there is almost no vitality left in his body?" Afya suddenly frowned for some reason.

"Why, do you think it's strange?" Zhang Cheng pursed his lips with a playful smile. "The spiritual world is a very pure place, so pure that you have no way to disguise yourself. Because every action or thought of yours will be presented directly. Therefore, the Byron I see is truly without any disguise. Byron. And what you see is Byron disguised under layers of halos and deceptions."

Afya nodded thoughtfully, and then asked again: "Then what secrets have you discovered in the spiritual world? How do you want to reshape the entire universe?"

"You want to know? Sorry, it's hard to express in words. If you really want to know what kind of secrets are hidden in the spiritual world, you can only go through your own eyes, your own hands, your own Feel it with the purest spirit. Because even Byron and I can’t guarantee that what we understand is [-]% correct. Well, let’s talk nonsense here first. If you guess correctly, you must be sent by the masters Emissary, or to put it another way, you are the victim of their withdrawal, right?"

After all, two sharp cold lights shot out from Zhang Cheng's eyes.

Although he never regarded the masters representing the old era as enemies, if the other party took the initiative to cause trouble, he didn't mind getting rid of them in advance.

"You guessed it! I am the messenger, and I am also the victim. Now, I have almost completed my mission. Obviously, you will not negotiate with us at all. You have this grandiose, almost crazy Goal, we are already doomed to become each other's enemies, there is nothing to talk about. If you don't want to kill me, imprison me, and enslave me, I think I will leave now." Afya bent down and bowed gracefully.

This is not some hypocritical etiquette or etiquette, but the weak are expressing their respect to the strong.

Because the young man who had just been resurrected in front of him was already standing higher than the Juggernaut.

Although he has not completed the final transformation, it is only a matter of time.

But Zhang Cheng didn't seem to let the other party go back like this, and said meaningfully: "Do you have to leave immediately? Why don't you stay and have a drink together, and exchange some opinions and opinions by the way. I know everything about you, you It’s not the same as those hardcore conservatives. You don’t have their ambitions, desires, power or dominance.”

"What do you want to express?" Afuya seemed to have sensed some kind of attempt, and her whole body became tense instantly.

"Relax! I don't intend to kill you, at least not now. I just want to give you a chance to choose. As the master, you should already be able to feel that the cycle of the material universe is almost impossible to continue for too long. When When the cycle collapses, all energy, matter, space, time, and dimensional chords will collapse together. What is even more frightening is that the chaos caused by the collapse will destroy all life and civilization. That’s right! We The universe under our feet will be reduced to a dead place, and no life will be born."

Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng picked up the cup and took a sip of the juice squeezed from the fruit of the tree of chaos.

"A lifeless world is boring, a universe without civilization and strife is unnecessary, so reshaping it is the mission of one of Byron and me. But you know, one person cannot systematically reshape the entire huge The material universe, and I plan to integrate the spiritual world into it. Only the perfect unity of matter and spirit can create more interesting things. How about it, are you interested in joining forces with me?"

"Join together? Do you want me to betray other masters and my own faction?" Afya asked with a sneer.

"Don't say it so ugly! Betrayal is not a shameful thing, as long as you can get enough benefits from the betrayal. Look at me, how many plots, betrayals and destructions I have gone through to get to where I am today. Of course, this is not What you are showing off is just stating a fact. Many idealists believe that the world must be beautiful and the future must be bright and full of hope, but the cruel reality is just the opposite, including you and me, are shrouded in darkness. Benefits , Disputes, fights, killings, these are the most essential things of life, deeply engraved in the genes and even the soul of every living body."

"What would you do if my answer was no?"

"I can only say sorry, I'm afraid you can't get out of this palace, let alone pass such important news back. But if you agree, I will license you to pass the news to the rest of the masters, and tell them that the old times The past has passed, and the dawn of a new age has dawned..."

Chapter 410 Dusk of the Old Times

Needless to say, the envoys sent by the Masters were under house arrest.

Afuya didn't even need to try, she knew that she couldn't get out of this palace made of vines and branches, let alone avoid the tens of millions of magical battleships around, and pass back the hard-won news.

The only thing she can do is to wait patiently, waiting for the other party's resources to release her, or make up her mind to kill herself.

As for the option of betrayal, it didn't exist from the beginning.

Because she doesn't want to be dominated by anyone, even if this person has a powerful force far beyond her own, and a higher life form.

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to embarrass the female master, and still sent a strong signal to the entire material universe in a calm manner.

This delicate state lasted for quite a long time, until the masters finally couldn't bear it anymore, and began to send a small army to start a tentative attack on the Starfleet composed of Darentes.

Looking at the light clusters constantly flickering due to the battle in the distant starry sky, Zhang Cheng asked the speaker kneeling in front of him with a half-smile, "How is it? How is the attack intensity in the past few days? Didn't you lose too much of the main fleet?"

"Our losses are minimal, master. If you hadn't explicitly prohibited counterattacks, this enemy would have been crushed by our huge invincible fleet." The speaker knelt on the ground and responded in an extremely humble and pious tone.

As more and more knowledge, technology and power continue to impact the inherent cognition and thinking of the Darente, he finally understands how ridiculous his previous arrogance and arrogance are.

As a civilization, the Darente didn't even understand the most basic strings and dimensions, so how could they possibly confront a terrifying life form standing at the apex of the material universe.

As the saying goes, be fearless because you don't know.

All the daredevils in the world, not because they are naturally fearless, but because they don't yet understand what's at stake.

Once you start to understand, those bold thoughts will naturally quickly dissipate and be replaced by fear and awe.

Obviously, the Darente who survived miserably are now at the latter stage.

The more they got, the more they were in awe of this young man who seemed to be only in his early 20s, and even willingly became loyal slaves.

"Crush? Hehe, believe me, they are not so easy to be crushed. You must know that what you have come into contact with now is only the vanguard of the enemy, which is the lowest level of cannon fodder, used to test my reaction. Once they figure out your The second round of more ferocious attacks will come soon. Remember, don’t let me down, otherwise there will be no need for the Darente to exist.”

When he said these words, Zhang Cheng kept his eyes on the other party's eyes that were shining with dim light, and there was no hint of joking in his tone.

As a pragmatist, he always only pays attention to the result, not the process.

Especially in fierce confrontations like wars where once you fail, there will be no second chance. The process is not important at all, the only important thing is the result.

As long as the result is victory, it doesn't matter how huge the mistakes are in the process, but if the result is failure, no matter how many victories you have won and how many advantages you have occupied in the process, it is meaningless.

"Understood! Please rest assured, I swear that I will not let an enemy penetrate the line of defense." The speaker gave a guarantee with confidence.

After all, what he controls now is not the Darente Council, which has checks and balances with countless political opponents, but a semi-military organization that completely obeys the master's will.

In this organization, ordinary Darente have no right to express their opinion at all, either obey or die.

So when the master's order is issued, everyone must do their job well, otherwise what awaits them is cruel elimination.

Soon, under the arrangement of the speaker, the huge fleet surrounding the tree world quickly changed its formation, hiding those powerful main weapons, and prepared to give a big surprise to the incoming enemies.

At the same time, the masters on the other side are also observing the fleet floating in the endless deep space from a distance through various devices.

After a full minute, the leader said: "After several rounds of testing, we can almost confirm that these magic warships are equipped with special weapons that can hurt us. Please pay attention to these tubular objects at the front. It can emit some kind of dark blue substance, or energy, that we don’t understand. Although the effective range is not far, once it is accidentally hit, it will produce a wound that cannot heal.”

"No! That's not a wound in the ordinary sense." Another master lightly touched the eye-catching scar on his face.