Casting spells

"It's been a long time since I haven't seen you, and you've grown up a lot." Zhang Cheng raised his hand and touched the hard scales near the other's mouth.

This little guy hatched in Song of Ice and Fire has now grown to an astonishing 50 meters, and his eyes are shining with astonishing arcane brilliance. Even if the Dalaran archmage comes, it probably cannot be his opponent.

"Queen Daenerys has been very kind to me and has always provided me with plenty of food. But she seems to be in trouble recently, and she always has a sad face..."

Compared with the last time he was summoned, Kuro Kerba's intelligence has improved a lot, and his logical thinking is also exceptionally clear, which has far exceeded the intelligence level of normal adults.

"Oh? What trouble did she have?"

As Zhang Cheng asked, he extracted divinity and divine power from the dragon's body, and slowly injected it into Kuro Kerba's body.

The latter didn't understand what these strange liquids were at all, and replied to himself: "It seems to be a political matter. It is said that some nobles in the north and the west are still unwilling to acknowledge the restoration of the Targaryen dynasty and are gathering troops. It's going to explode."

"Hahahaha! A group of short-sighted idiots! Let them fight! It won't be long before the real enemy outside the Great Wall will come south, bringing terrible destruction and death. At that time, they will know how stupid and ridiculous their behavior is."

"The real enemy?" Kuro Kerba blinked, not understanding the meaning.

"Don't worry, I'll go back to help when the time comes. Well, you go back and rest, it's best to stay away from places where humans gather for a while."

After saying this, Zhang Cheng didn't care about Kuro Kerba's reaction, and directly activated the anti-summoning, sending the huge dragon back to the continent of Westeros, and then he also left the Tower of Time and Space , appearing out of thin air on the streets of Manhattan, the busiest area in New York.

Before he could figure out the current date and time, two other men in black suits and black sunglasses rushed over from the corner and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang! We are the executors sent by the North American Parliament, you It is best not to try to fight or run away, otherwise we have the right to resort to some violent measures."

"Don't worry, I will neither resist nor run away." Zhang Cheng spread his hands with a smile on his face, expressing that he was not a threat.

He had expected that as soon as he appeared, he would be summoned by the council immediately, so he didn't panic at all.

"Thank you for your cooperation! Gavin! Ready to teleport!"

"Teleportation ready! Three! Two! One!"

brush!

A dazzling white light flashed!

Turn around!

After their eyesight returned to normal, the three had left New York and came to a completely sealed room.

There are no windows around, an ancient U-shaped table is placed in the center of the room, thirteen chairs are lined up one by one, and there is a lit candle in front of each chair, providing a faint light.

With his keen magic perception, Zhang Cheng quickly realized that these burning pulls were not ordinary goods, but powerful magic items.

Just when he was about to lean closer to see what kind of magic was contained in the candle, the candle light flickered suddenly.

Following that, thirteen mysterious men with hoods appeared on the chair out of nowhere.

Among them, the person sitting on the main seat picked up a small mallet and tapped the table lightly, and said in a slightly tired voice: "Because of this war game, all the lords in the entire Brooklyn area have been wiped out, and the fragmented world has also completely collapsed. , I announce in my capacity as speaker that the hearing has officially begun. First of all, I would like to ask our only surviving witness, Lord Zhang, to describe what happened."

Obviously, the thirteen mysterious people sitting in the room are not cats or dogs, but thirteen members of parliament who control the highest supernatural power in North America.

Judging from the gaze revealed in their eyes, the impact of this incident is quite large, otherwise it would never be possible to mobilize the crowd like this.

Glancing at everyone sitting there, Zhang Cheng bowed his body without panicking, and began to roughly describe what happened in the Fragmented World.

Because he was not sure whether the other party had the ability to detect lies, he did not choose to lie, but deliberately skipped some secrets that were not convenient to reveal, and finally put the shit pot that caused the fragmented world to collapse on Faust's head superior……

Chapter 534 Council

No exaggeration to describe...

There is no instigation to reverse right and wrong...

Some are just simple, understandable and logical narratives...

Relying on intelligence beyond human limits, and psychic powers to read, analyze, and predict superficial thinking, Zhang Cheng fabricated a lie outlined with the truth from scratch.

Although every word he said is true, the results obtained when combined are just the opposite of the real situation.

When the last word fell, the entire room fell into silence.

After two or three minutes, the man who claimed to be the speaker finally broke the silence and asked, "What do you think?"

"No, no, he's telling the truth."

The woman in the third seat from the left shook her head, and gave an answer that she didn't know if it was the result of a magic test or something else.

"Faust? Is this hometown still alive?" The man on the first seat on the right revealed strong vigilance.

"Dead? Do you think that a guy who can destroy the Vatican Angel Legion by himself will die easily? What's more, it is said that he has also solved the mystery of death. It is not so easy to kill such a necromancer."

"But I don't understand! Why would he want to attack our people? Could it be that there is some ulterior secret hidden in that fragmented world?"

"Don't think too much, even if there are secrets, we can't find out."

"That's right! Let's deal with this matter now. Don't forget, due to the annihilation of the Brooklyn lords, a large number of outsiders have poured in. It has only been a few days, and various vicious cases have emerged one after another. Even ordinary people feel Something is wrong."

"Brooklyn needs a councilman to restore order!"

"I suggest that it's better to let Zhang Lai be a member of the council. He is not only a very powerful wizard, but also an alchemist. He should be able to restrain those bastards who use their strength to do anything wrong."

……

It has to be said that the efficiency of the Supreme Council of North America is high.

In just a few sentences, I started to solve the root of the problem.

As for the old man who proposed to let Zhang Cheng be a councilor, he knew without asking that it must be Laverne, and his eyes were full of amusement.

"Wait! Before that, I have one more question to ask." A white-haired old woman took off her hood, a sneer appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Excuse me!"

Zhang Cheng bowed politely.

Although he didn't quite understand why the other party showed hostility towards him, this place was clearly not the place to resolve personal grievances.

"You mentioned just now that when the Fragmented World collapsed, you were accidentally teleported to a strange place. Is there any evidence to prove it?" The old woman narrowed her eyes and asked straightforwardly.

"Proof? Hmm...let me think about it." Zhang Cheng put on his chin in a pretentious manner.

"Hmph! I don't think you can get it out, right? Although I don't quite know how you avoided the detection spell of Councilor Isidora, there is no doubt that you are deceiving us and the entire North American Supreme Council!" The woman stood up abruptly, growling in a furious voice.

"Shut up! Joanna! It's not our style to slander a lord without evidence." Lavern also took off his hood, and a white arc shot out from his pupils.

Anyone with a little experience knows that this is a sign that he is about to lose his temper.

"Slander? Is it really slander? Don't think I don't know, you want to train him like Miles." The old woman held a silver-white wooden staff tightly without showing any weakness.