Spellcasting Heavens

Control your emotions! My dear friend! Don't force me to use violence! Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and warned.

But unfortunately, the inherent impression left by the last meeting and the dragon's inherent arrogance made Clonada make a wrong judgment, and directly opened his bloody mouth and roared: Go to hell! Despicable! Little bug! I will burn you to ashes!

The next second...

boom!

A ball of hot dragon's breath spurted out, directly covering the originally not very spacious underground hall. Its terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding rocks to melt into a liquid state, constantly rolling and popping bubbles.

anger!

Uncontrollable anger!

Ever since it was tricked by a mere human last time, its heart has fallen into a state of extremely shameful resentment, unable to extricate itself. It has been replaying the details of what happened almost all the time, and this sense of shame was quickly transformed. Becoming uncontrollably angry.

Now, this anger finally has an outlet.

The terrifying breath lasted for a full minute. By the time the dragon stopped, the rocks surrounding the passage leading to the surface had all melted, forming a huge circular pit.

But Zhang Cheng, who had been roasted by the dragon's breath for a minute, remained unscathed. He still had a faint smile on his face and said nonchalantly, Is this how you welcome old friends? Or do you think I'm stupid enough to be sure? If you don’t have any, come back to seek revenge on you? My dear Clonada, it seems that you are no different from your kind, you are always so idiotic and arrogant.”

You resisted my breath?! The red dragon was obviously shocked, and his two eyes that flowed like lava revealed an incredible light.

Block? Zhang Cheng shook his head mockingly. No, in fact I didn't do anything! It's because the temperature of the magic flame you spit out is too low to even hurt my skin. You and I are already two completely different levels of life. Much more advanced and powerful than you. In return for your warm welcome, I will let you see what true power is...

The words just fell!

He raised his left hand and sprayed a ball of freezing air exuding biting chill into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying low temperature quickly spread to the surroundings. In less than half a minute, everything within a radius of several hundred meters was frozen, and even the hot magma solidified into hard rock in an instant.

Although the energy contained in the Titan's body is too amazing, it cannot tear apart the space and come directly as before. Zhang Cheng can only use the projection of consciousness, which is not even 1% of the strength of the body, and can deal with a mere red dragon. Still very relaxing.

Feeling that her body temperature was getting lower and lower, and the fire of life beating in her chest was getting weaker and weaker, Clonada finally realized how amazing the power of this terrifying magic was, and while struggling to free her lower body that had been frozen, He shouted in panic: No! You can't do this! Let me go! I can't die! If I die, the dragons in this world will become extinct, and all magic related to dragons and light will disappear. In the extreme cold of the north Those silent White Walkers on Earth will kill all living people in this world.

Ah! Don't worry about the White Walkers. I have asked my most loyal servants to collect them. I believe that it won't be long before a brand new force will rise outside the Great Wall, a huge empire of death. However, They will not easily destroy the human world, but will serve as a catalyst for civilization, forcing those nobles who think they are superior to others to make changes. As for dragons, my child Kuro Kelba will inherit your position and become the new one in this world. King of Dragons. Zhang Cheng broke the opponent's illusion with an extremely cruel tone.

Let go of former enemies?

Please!

There are usually only two types of people who can do this kind of thing. One is stupid enough to really believe that repaying evil with kindness will make the world a better place, and the other is a show out of special needs.

For example, Han Xin, the founding general of the Han Dynasty, forgave the butcher who humiliated him.

It's not that he is really generous, but that he wants to use this opportunity to further his reputation. It is essentially a political show and artificial hype.

As a conspiracy theorist, Zhang Cheng never believed that there were any perfect saints in the world. Maybe some people would occasionally lend a helping hand to those in need out of compassion, but it was absolutely impossible for them to persist for a lifetime.

The more touted a celebrity is, the worse things he does are often, and he is even secretly a liar who relies on betraying the country in exchange for his own interests.

Looking at the giant red dragon that was frozen into an ice sculpture bit by bit, Zhang Cheng finally raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

Wow!

The huge ice sculpture immediately fell apart and fell to the ground into thousands of pieces.

Especially the head full of fear perfectly preserved Clonada's reaction before her death.

Hmph! I'm giving you an advantage! If you weren't in a hurry, I would slowly let you taste the pain and despair before death. Next, it's time to visit my dear wife and see if she is still as innocent as before. Childish, treating governing a country like a child playing house.

With that said, Zhang Cheng used teleportation magic again and disappeared.

His front foot just left!

The island shook violently, and then sank to the bottom of the sea with a deafening sound.

…

At the same time, Warrent, who had just finished a fierce physical fight with three women, was lying on a soft big bed, raising his head and drinking a large glass of wine. He licked his lips and asked one of them, who had fair skin. The young woman said: My dear little darling, can you tell me what interesting things have happened in the city recently?

Interesting? I don't know what you mean? The naked woman winked playfully.

Aha! I think these golden baubles should satisfy your greedy appetite, right? Warrent laughed and took out a handful of gold coins from his pocket and sprinkled it into the air.

moment!

The prostitutes who were lying lazily on beds and chairs all jumped up and screamed for gold.

They have no idea that gold is the most useless metal in hell, and the demons would rather throw it away on the roadside than take a second look.

Volent successfully took advantage of this and unknowingly collected a large amount of gold and ordered the imp to mint it into currency.

You don't need to ask to know that he has been preparing for evacuation from the very beginning. The inconspicuous magic leather pocket contains a full five hundred tons of coins made of gold, enough to live a luxurious life for the rest of his life... …