Casting spells

Out of his subconscious first reaction, he took advantage of the fact that the rift was not closed, and summoned all the demons in the Grimoire of Command in one breath, allowing them to be torn into pieces by the terrifying space rift, and their souls returned to the grimoire.

When his sight returned to normal, he was surprised to find that he had actually returned to the basement of his villa in Brooklyn, New York.

At the same time, a line of small characters appeared on the sheepskin:

Trial - Capture the Fragmented World. (After success, open the gate of the first floor of the Tower of Time and Space, and if it fails, seize all power and wait for death)

"Trial? Is it finally here?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

"That's right! The real test is coming! Don't have any chances, you can only succeed and not fail. Please believe me, you don't want to know how miserable the end of failure is." The magic sword that has not made a sound for a long time— —The soul arrester reminded.

"Don't worry, I have prepared enough hole cards. Tell me, if I pass the trial, what will happen next?" Zhang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the tape hanging on the wall while sorting out the gains of this trip. Electronic clock with date.

Not surprisingly, only about 10 minutes have passed, and even the tea in the pot is still hot.

"If you pass, you will start to slowly come into contact with the real power and the secrets hidden under the veil. One last reminder, it is not just the lords who participate in capturing the fragmented world..."

Chapter 364 Funeral

The weather in New York at the end of September is cool and dry, with a maximum of 24 degrees Celsius during the day and a sharp drop to about eight degrees Celsius at night.

Although many young beauties still wear all kinds of sexy low-cut shirts, T-shirts, miniskirts, and hot pants for the sake of beauty, more ordinary people have already changed into long-sleeved clothes early to prepare for the arrival of winter.

However, as the car slowly drove into the Greenwood Cemetery, the style of the painting suddenly became serious. Whether it was men or women, old people or children, they all wore almost uniform black dresses.

As the resting place of countless political, business, and art elites, it not only has beautiful scenery, but also has a long history. According to a report that once appeared in the New York Times, the life ideal of New York residents is to "live on Fifth Avenue , live in Central Park, and sleep with my father in Greenwood."

But I am afraid that no one would have thought that the reason why Greenwood Cemetery was originally established was to protect those powerful dead lords and councilors, and prevent their bodies from being awakened and used by malicious demon worshipers or necromancers.

Later, some businessmen and politicians who served the underground world gradually knew that this cemetery was guarded by powerful supernatural forces, so they also chose to use it as a cemetery for themselves and their family descendants.

Feeling the mysterious energy in the surrounding air, Zhang Cheng raised his hand to signal Pollman to stop, and then opened the car door to join the long walking team.

Since today is the day when Senator Miles held the funeral, many residents of New York's underground world came. On the one hand, they wanted to witness the burial of this powerful figure, and on the other hand, they came to inquire about the fragmented world.

Because it is said that the special envoy from Europe will also appear at the funeral today.

Melancholy...

silence……

silence……

The residents of the underground world, who had long been used to seeing death, were completely different from other ordinary people in the cemetery. They neither talked nor showed even the slightest bit of sadness. They just walked along the path to the designated auditorium.

Zhang Cheng noticed that there were no crosses, no priests, and no messy traces of any religion in this auditorium. There was only a coffin made of natural crystal.

Miles' old body lay quietly inside, without even a single trace of decay.

Francis gently supported a corner of the coffin, his eyes fixed on the owner's face, as if he wanted to firmly imprint this face in the depths of his memory.

However, when he sensed that someone he knew was approaching, he immediately raised his head and forced a smile, and bowed with one hand on his chest: "Welcome to the councilor's funeral, Mr. Zhang."

"It should. After all, His Excellency Miles left me a considerable legacy before he left this world, didn't he?" As he spoke, Zhang Cheng turned his head and glanced at Patty who was imprisoned in the artificial body.

This succubus banshee made no secret of the hatred in her heart. If she hadn't been unable to disobey her master's order, she would have rushed up and smashed the coffin, tearing the corpse inside into pieces.

No words can describe her strong sense of humiliation at this moment!

"Hehe, she may be the last work of the Councilor before his death. Oh, yes, I have personally sent the statue in the intensive care unit to the basement of the old house." Francis took a deep breath and said with emotion.

"Thank you!"

Hearing that the important magic props used by Miles in the battle had become the possessions of the intermediate level, Zhang Cheng's eyes instantly burst out with excitement and anticipation.

You must know that according to his inference, it is not an ordinary statue, but a special armor that contains the power of the four basic elements of the world, earth, water, air, and fire in ancient Greek myths and legends.

When the alchemy in this world is activated, this thing will be transformed into various forms according to the needs of the user, either to protect itself or to attack the enemy. It is a magic item that integrates offense and defense.

Just when Francis was about to say something, a middle-aged man wearing an old-fashioned suit from the 50s and a black top hat suddenly came over and interjected: "Good morning, gentlemen, sorry to disturb you. But I would like to take the liberty to ask, you are Mr. Zhang who applied to the parliament to obtain a piece of land and become the lord, right?"

"That's right! It's me! May I ask who you are?" Zhang Cheng raised his head and stared at the other party with a little doubt.

"Lauren Coney, you can just call me Lauren. After voting, the remaining three members of the New York Assembly unanimously agreed that you are fully qualified. Here, this is a badge that symbolizes your lordship, and six Come to canonize the knight ring. As for the territory, it is next to the jurisdiction of the desire witch Catherine."

The man who called himself Lauren Coney did not talk nonsense. After clearly expressing his intention, he directly stuffed a silver metal with a capital letter F and six capital letters K into Zhang Cheng's hand, then turned and left.

Staring at the back of the other party who was fading away, Zhang Cheng turned his head and asked the old man beside him: "Lauren Coney? Why have I never heard of this name? Who is he?"

"Lauren, the Lord of Shadows! He is Senator Laverne's most trusted assistant, and he is also an extremely terrifying assassin. Please be vigilant, sir, what you are about to face next is not as simple as an ordinary power struggle." Francis lowered his voice and reminded.

"The King of Shadows? I hope he is worthy of this title..." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng threw the badge into his pocket and walked in the direction of his old acquaintance Kane.

The latter seemed to have noticed something, and immediately stopped whispering with the person next to him, smiled and opened his arms to give him a warm hug: "I am very happy to see you at this sad time, my young friend. If you guessed correctly , Have you already obtained your own lord badge?"

"Yes. Just now, Lauren Coney gave this to me." Zhang Cheng took out the badge that symbolized the status of the lord and shook it gently.

To be honest, he has long been used to being a loner, so he is really not very interested in managing a piece of land.

What really interests him is that after becoming a lord, he can obtain a lot of important information about the world in a fair manner, and he can also participate in the underground world auction held at the end of each year.

That's right!

Not if you have money to participate!

But only lords and councilors can participate!

The feudal hierarchy that imprisoned Europe in the dark middle ages for thousands of years is still completely preserved in the underground world.

Although many residents of the underground world have gradually integrated into the modern society, for the ruling class, the rules and regulations initially specified by the parliament are the most perfect, and they also have enough power to maintain their own rule.

As for the bottom-up revolution that has occurred in the world of ordinary people, it is impossible for it to happen in the underground world that holds supernatural power.

Because the most powerful ability users are often high-level members of the parliament, how could they rebel against themselves...

Chapter 365 Funeral

"Congratulations, you are one of us from today. Although in my eyes, you have long been a real competitor and potential ally." Kane complimented the meticulously trimmed beard on his chin .

He was not at all surprised that the young wizard in front of him could become a lord.

After all, the number of alchemists is so rare that even a fledgling apprentice will receive some special care, not to mention a master who can supply large quantities of different types of magic potions.

Such things as age have never been an obstacle to the road to power in the underground world.

On the contrary, young guys with great potential often mean that they have extraordinary talents and smart minds. Instead of being suppressed, they will get more resources.

Especially those ancient families that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years often absorb some fresh blood into the family through marriage at regular intervals to ensure that they are always at the upper reaches of the food chain, or even at the top.