Chapter 691

The night sky was hung with stars, and outside, the cold wind was biting.

Inside the oppressive tent, Tissaia tried to regain control of her body, but she discovered that Zhang Cheng's blood magic was even trickier than she had imagined.

"Are you trying to restore your magic?"

Looking at Tissaia with a playful expression, Zhang Cheng slowly stood up, stepped forward, drew a dagger from his waist, and said, "Don't waste your energy. Here, apart from blood magic, all other magic is suppressed!"

Looking at Tissaia before him, Zhang Cheng sliced open her arm and then slowly watched the fresh blood drip onto the ground.

Just as the earth absorbed the blood, the entire tent began to bloom with a bright red light.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Tissaia roared, "What are you doing?"

"I just wanted to see if blood magic can actually control a person! Don't mind it; it's my first time using it too. If it fails, please don't hold a grudge against me—after all, I'm just a novice!"

Having said this, Zhang Cheng raised his hands, and fresh blood began to gradually condense in his palms.

Just as the bright red blood seemed to come alive, it immediately began to envelop Tissaia.

"No!"

Letting out a hysterical roar, Tissaia had never dreamed she would encounter such an evil man here!

However, if Zhang Cheng knew Tissaia's thoughts, he would surely be shocked.

Because if he possessed the production technology for the Human Emperor Banner, the entire Middle-earth continent would become his altar!

Zhang Cheng: The heavens are vast and mighty, ten thousand souls flourish by the day!

"Ah!"

Amidst violent struggling, Tissaia's body could not help but tremble.

But watching the fiercely resisting Tissaia before him, Zhang Cheng also hurriedly took two steps back, because he was also afraid of something going wrong.

"Roar!"

Letting out a roar, the Lord of Blood looked at Zhang Cheng with disdain.

Because he had actually used himself as a shield—he had truly never seen such a cowardly master!

Patting the head of the Lord of Blood, Zhang Cheng hurriedly said, "Spread your wings and protect me, quickly!"

"Roar!"

Glaring at Zhang Cheng, the Lord of Blood heard this and immediately spread his wings.

Before long, the miserable wailing gradually dissipated. Just as the blood slowly faded away, Tissaia recovered.

However, compared to her cold gaze from before, she was now even more submissive.

Stepping forward, Zhang Cheng asked curiously, "Who am I?"

"Tissaia de Vries! Greetings, Master."

Kneeling down, Tissaia now seemed extremely respectful.

However, seeing the turbulent magical aura on her, Zhang Cheng could perceive that she was resisting fiercely, but was being suppressed by the blood magic.

Looking at Tissaia before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say in surprise, "No wonder blood magic can create dragons; it truly is a miraculous power!"

Signaling for Tissaia to stand up, Zhang Cheng smiled, "What did the Brotherhood of Sorcerers send you here to do?"

"To kill you, and then maintain peace in the Northern Kingdoms. This is something our Brotherhood of Sorcerers has always upheld!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng indifferently, Tissaia couldn't help but become serious.

"Must I die?"

Looking at Tissaia with suspicion, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become earnest.

"You broke the rules; the Brotherhood of Sorcerers will not let you go!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng earnestly, Tissaia immediately explained.

"Within the sects of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, how many people can you control?"

Looking at Tissaia before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but question her.

"I am of the neutral faction; I rarely participate in the internal affairs of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers."

Looking at Zhang Cheng as she explained, Tissaia slowly said these words, "If I wanted to destroy the Brotherhood of Sorcerers? Then what price would I need to pay?"

Looking at Tissaia with a smile, Zhang Cheng leaned down to ask.

Magic represents transcendence; the Brotherhood of Sorcerers is just like theocracy, making people feel mysterious and powerful!

Therefore, Zhang Cheng would absolutely not allow theocracy and transcendent magic to override him, even if it meant paying a price!

"Then you would need to dispatch a great army to encircle and annihilate Thanedd Island!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng earnestly, Tissaia couldn't help but look ferocious after saying these words.

Because what she was saying now was completely against her own will.

But the suppression of the blood magic forced her to obey Zhang Cheng, causing her entire being to become extremely distorted.

Hearing Tissaia's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile, "That is a good idea; I like your suggestion! Why don't you go and summon the sorcerers? Let's start with how to pacify the Count Count Celingen family."

Looking at Tissaia before him, Zhang Cheng's eyes flickered.

"Yes, Master!"

Raising her head, Tissaia looked at Zhang Cheng, her eyes gradually being enveloped by bright red.

Looking at Tissaia, Zhang Cheng finally understood why blood magic was considered forbidden black magic in Westeros.

Because if this kind of thing were to spread, it would be truly terrifying; forcibly controlling a person's body and mind is simply more effective than hypnosis!

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, because if he were to go to Jiuzhou Island one day, wouldn't that be... hehehe!

Inside the silent tent, Tissaia had already left.

Watching the person disappear, Zhang Cheng began to summon his soldiers.

Because he wanted to destroy the Kingdom of Redania as soon as possible, to put some pressure on all the sorcerers, forcing them to gather on Thanedd Island, thereby creating an opportunity to kill all the sorcerers!

As for whether the sorcerers would hate him after this war, Zhang Cheng didn't care at all. After all, there were already many people who wanted to kill him; were these sorcerers even worth mentioning?

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Chen Haonan: What are you looking at? Are sorcerers so great? Go to the back of the line!

Sorcerer:.

Several days later, Kingdom of Redania.

Inside the vast royal city, smoke of war was currently permeating the air.

As gushing flames exploded within the city, countless people let out wails.

And amidst the shrill screams, a giant beast smashed through the city gate.

"I am glory!"

Raising the black dragon flag in his hand, the cavalry of the Count Count Celingen family charged toward the gate.

Desperately trying to block them, but in the face of the Count Count Celingen family's powerful combat strength, the Redania royal city still fell.

Standing on the city wall in collapse, Radovid V was currently revealing a look of despair.

Because he couldn't believe that his country had actually suffered a devastating blow in just one month.

But even more panicked than the Redanians was the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, because all the sorcerers currently, regardless of north or south, had gathered together, discussing the attack of the Count Count Celingen family.

Because coming from Westeros, they were, without a doubt, the most typical "foreigners"!

They had come to Middle-earth, not only failing to abide by the rules here, but even occupying territory in large numbers, and even delusionally attempting to conquer the Northern Kingdoms.

"Damn it, we must go to war, let those barbarians know that Redania is unconquerable!"

Wearing an eyepatch, Philippa Eilhart, as the advisor to Vizimir II, was the angriest person.

Because she couldn't believe that the country she had originally served had actually been broken by a group of barbarians!

Hearing Philippa's words, many sorcerers revealed serious looks.

Because according to the battlefield situation, the power of the Count Count Celingen family was very terrifying.

And just as everyone was discussing, Fringilla turned her head suspiciously and said, "Tissaia, you are a bit strange today. It was clearly you who called the meeting; why aren't you speaking?"

"Of course she isn't speaking, because it was I who let her summon you all here!"

Appearing from the back with a smile, Zhang Cheng, draped in a black cloak, slowly stood among the sorcerers.

And just after Zhang Cheng appeared, everyone present exclaimed in astonishment, "Who are you?"

"I am Luo Sai von Count Count Celingen!"

Pulling open his cloak, Zhang Cheng revealed a smiling expression, then spread his arms and cheered, "Very happy to see you, my enemies!"

(End of chapter)