Casting spells

Feeling the abundant vitality flowing through his body with the blood, the anger in his heart finally calmed down completely, he licked his lips and sighed: "This feeling... is simply incomparable! Dear Zhang, you have invented an incredible magic I guarantee that if other people find out that life-extending potions can be taken in unlimited quantities, the entire underground world will go crazy."

"Then for the sake of the peace and stability of the underground world, you'd better keep a secret for me. You must know that this kind of potion is not easy to make. Let alone the complicated craftsmanship and harsh alchemy techniques, the material called the essence of life alone is very easy. I can't satisfy so many people's desire for life." Zhang Cheng shrugged innocently.

You don't need to ask to know that this must be a lie, in order to hold the ruling class of the underground world.

Although there are many people who can avoid death in different ways, for example, the desire witch Catherine has used many times to replace the young body, or some magic rituals to extend lifespan handed down from the ancient times of the Wizarding Association, but there will be more or less Many defects or side effects.

Even the soul splitting used by the legendary necromancer Faust, who claims to have defeated death, is quite dangerous. Each split not only requires a lot of living people as sacrifices, but also endures great pain.

But the life-extending potion is different. Just drinking this stuff can increase the vitality of the body. Unless the soul also has problems, it can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, until the last bit of potential of the cells is squeezed out.

It is conceivable how crazy those old guys with great power will become when they hear this news, and they will be eager to exchange the good things they have collected all their lives for a bottle of potion.And from now on, Zhang Cheng will also get a gold medal for avoiding death. No matter how big the chaos is in the future, the ruling class of the underground world will find a way to help deal with the aftermath, because he is the only one in the world who can concoct a life-extending potion that can be taken repeatedly .

Cosmo undoubtedly knew this very well. He sat on the sofa and stroked the beard on his chin lightly. From the beginning to the end, he never looked at the female corpse who died tragically not far away.

Obviously, the maid was very unfortunate to hit the muzzle of the gun. As a result, her chest was crushed by some powerful magic, and dark red blood flowed all over the ground.

About two or three minutes later, the speaker seemed to have figured something out, and nodded lightly: "Of course! Of course I will keep it secret for you. But I'm curious, why did you agree to Yvonne to mediate between me and the other congressmen? contradiction? Or to put it another way, do you want to expand your influence in the Supreme Council?"

"Half and half! I want to increase my influence a little bit, but more importantly, those congressmen have offered a price that makes my heart beat. You should know that I am a person who likes to collect knowledge and technology very much. I can't refuse such a temptation." Zhang Cheng explained with a smile.

"Hahahaha! I like your honesty! Well, for your sake, all the conflicts are over here. But there is a precondition for me to convey, they must find the damn thief within half a year, otherwise The consequences will be very serious. No one can get away with robbing my things." When he said the last word, Cosmo had an expression that mixed negative emotions such as viciousness, cruelty, and tyranny.

"Understood! I promise to convey it to every member of parliament verbatim." Zhang Cheng stood up and bowed with one hand on his chest.

As for what would happen if he didn't catch the thief half a year later, he didn't care at all, since he had already accomplished his goal anyway.

"Okay, don't make it so formal, you are an indispensable member of the council, not like them. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to pay you. Take it, this is a record of ancient Egyptian priests The powerful curse magic they use is very, very rare and precious, and it is said that a demigod once died under the curse in this book." Cosmo quickly took out a book bound with papyrus from the bookshelf at the back, and used An ancient book with a gold cover.

It has to be said that after thousands of years of baptism, it is a miracle that this book is not damaged at all or the handwriting and pictures are blurred.

Especially when you hold it in your hand, you can immediately feel a malicious magical energy flowing in the pages of the book, which can help every reader better understand the principle of curse magic.

Zhang Cheng held it in his hand and carefully flipped through it. After a while, he was immersed in the weird symbols and incredible ways of cursing.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, maybe a few hours...

In short, when he came back to his senses, it was already completely dark outside, and the servants and slaves in the villa also prepared sumptuous meals, and stood aside respectfully to serve their master.

Cosmo's appetite is quite good, he ate a peeled prawn in two or three bites, and joked in a half-joking tone: "Dear Zhang, I have to admit that your attitude of being hungry for knowledge is really a bit annoying. Impressive. But that book already belongs to you, you can take it back to study and study slowly, now come over to eat something, I guarantee that the seafood on the table will satisfy your picky taste buds. Also, if you fancy Which beautiful maid told me directly, don't be polite, I will transfer her magic contract to you."

"Are they all indentured slaves?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the twenty or so young women around 20 years old, with undisguised surprise in his eyes.

Contract slaves, as the name suggests, are contract slaves. They are real slaves who are bound by magic contracts and cannot even commit suicide. Lose.

Generally speaking, only for extremely serious crimes, the Supreme Council will reduce the residents of an underground world and their families to indentured slaves.

What's even more frightening is that this terrible punishment contract will be passed on to future generations.

因为契约上有一个具体的年限，也许是30年、50年、100年、200年、300年、500年、1000年……

If a person fails to live that long, future generations will replace him and continue to live as indentured slaves, generation after generation, until the number of years expires.

If there is no offspring, the Council will use powerful magic to help conceive an offspring.

In a way, this is the most terrible way for Parliament to punish a person...

Chapter 652 Contract Slave

"Yes, they are all indentured slaves, and they are the second and third generations. The shortest period is 50 years. The most important thing is to guarantee absolute obedience and loyalty to the master. No matter how much you torture or abuse , Even kill them, they will still be crazy about you, love you..."

As Cosmo spoke, he stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at the maid on the left.

The Caucasian woman who looked to be in her early 20s immediately stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, took the speaker's hand full of wrinkles and age spots and kissed deeply, her two light green pupils were filled with a sickly twisted admiration with fanaticism.

There is no doubt that all this is caused by a powerful magic contract.

Maybe it is through some methods like hypnosis, suggestion, brainwashing, etc., forcing the victim to think that the contract holder is his closest relative or lover, or it may be like a mind flayer, which directly induces illusions on the brain, so that As for the victims, they can't tell what is illusion and what is reality at all, and they will gradually become immersed in it over time and cannot extricate themselves.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, it is definitely not out of my own will.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smiled and shook his head and refused: "Forget it, I'm not interested in this kind of servants who don't even have self-awareness. Their value is not even as high as the high-level magic puppets created by alchemy."

"No, dear Zhang, you should know what I'm referring to. Don't tell me that as a male with a normal biological orientation, you are not interested in these beauties who are far beyond the average in terms of figure, appearance, and temperament Believe me, they will give you unprecedented happiness in bed." Cosmo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, hinting meaningfully.

"Sorry, Mr. Speaker, when it comes to women, I personally prefer real feedback, rather than a group of dolls who will do whatever you say. How is that different from buying a lot of silicone dolls?" Zhang Cheng shrugged shoulder, unceremoniously picked up a raw oyster and poured it into his mouth.

Pushing away the maid who was kneeling on the ground, Cosmo's eyes flashed with strangeness, and he quickly nodded in agreement: "It makes sense! It seems that you know how to enjoy life better than me, an old guy. Tell me, it's done After this mediation, what are you going to do next?"

"I don't know. I haven't made up my mind yet. If there is no accident, I will stay in Los Angeles for a while and visit the famous Hollywood." Zhang Cheng replied half-truthfully.

Although strictly speaking, it is impossible to keep secrets like launching a private satellite, but he still doesn't want to let the people in the underground world know too early.

"Hollywood..." Cosmo seemed to recall something, and a trace of nostalgia appeared on his old face. "I remember that 100 years ago, it was still a desolate small town. Later, with the development of the times, it gradually became the largest film production center in the world in just three to 40 years. If you really want to go to Look, I can set you up with a guide, an insider who really understands what's going on in Hollywood."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still prefer to explore alone and enjoy the surprises that may arise at any time. If you have no other orders, I will take my leave." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng picked up a white napkin Wiping the corners of his mouth, he bowed slightly.

"I hope you have a good time with you! Besides, I will never forget everything you have done. If you need to, call me anytime." Cosmo raised the wine in the glass high, raised his head and drank it down.

……

After leaving this luxurious villa on Venice Beach, Zhang Cheng took out his mobile phone and dialed one of the numbers in the address book.

In less than five seconds, Chester Basham's voice came through the microphone: "Hi! Dear friend, you finally called me. How are you, have you arrived in Los Angeles?"

"Yes! I've already arrived in Los Angeles. Now tell me where you live." Zhang Cheng asked for the address without any nonsense.

"I live in Beverly Hills, but it's past nine o'clock now, I guess you can't get any taxis, so tell me where you are, and I'll drive a helicopter to pick you up." Chester Basham offered to propose.

I have to say that his suggestion is quite considerate.

Because Zhang Cheng also found that after he left the luxury villa area, it was like entering another world. The streets and alleys were full of black people, street girls and drug dealers wandering around, which was completely different from the relatively good law and order during the day .

Not to mention taxis, there are not even a few passing vehicles on the spacious road, and local residents with a slightly normal mind know how dangerous and chaotic this time period is.

In desperation, he had no choice but to find a rather conspicuous parking lot, and stood there patiently waiting for the helicopter to arrive.

In less than 10 minutes, accompanied by the powerful noise generated by the fast rotation of the propeller, a helicopter of unknown type slowly descended from the sky.

Before landing, the door to the co-pilot's seat opened suddenly, and Chester Basham yelled loudly: "Quick! Come up! This damn place is not safe!"

"Don't worry, with me here, even if the entire California National Guard is mobilized, I can guarantee you to leave safely." Zhang Cheng smiled nonchalantly, jumped into the co-pilot seat and closed the door.

But Chester Basham, who was wearing earphones, obviously didn't hear what he said just now, he quickly raised his altitude, and headed straight for the most luxurious residential area in Los Angeles - Foley Hills.

After a while, the two landed on the lawn of a villa.

As soon as he jumped off the plane, Zhang Cheng saw a young woman who looked 27 or [-] years old standing at the door, and beside her stood a little boy about three or four years old.