Casting spells

Although Zhang Cheng has always shown his face, his identity is no secret to anyone with a little strength.

Member of the Supreme Council of North America!

The youngest alchemist in human history!

Moreover, he has the ability to concoct dozens of unique high-grade potions, as well as life-extending potions that can be taken continuously without any side effects.

Any one of the above is enough to make people crazy, not to mention the combination of the three.

There are even quite a few old guys with high positions and powers who plan to send their most capable subordinates to go there in person, not for anything else, just to live for more than ten or twenty years.

They have no idea that all of this is actually a bait to sacrifice more and higher quality souls.

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, Zhang Cheng raised his supreme authority and poked lightly on the ground, blessing a large-scale illusion for this island reef, preventing passing ships from accidentally discovering it, or being accidentally photographed by those annoying spies flying in the sky arrive.

After finishing all this, he returned to Elizabeth's side, took off his mask and teased in a half-joking tone: "My dear, it seems that you have made a fortune. Tell me, how much did you bet?"

"400 million! I bet a total of 400 million US dollars! There are nine thousand gold dinars! According to the odds of 1000:2, I made a full [-] million US dollars! Plus more than [-] gold dinars!" The girl danced and jumped up, offering passionate kisses on her own initiative.

Maybe it was because of being too excited, her face was flushed, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"What about you?" Zhang Cheng hugged his girlfriend, and turned around to ask Aisha, who was also in high spirits.

"Ha! Compared to Elizabeth, what I earn is really nothing, only $10,000+. If there is no accident, I plan to buy an apartment when I go back, and buy a new car by the way." Aisha kept licking Lips express the infinite imagination of a better life in the future.

Maybe in the eyes of the rich, $20 is not enough for a night of carnival consumption, but for most ordinary Americans, it is already a "big sum" that is out-and-out, enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in ordinary life .

"That's right! We have discussed it! Let's go buy a super cool Harley motorcycle together! Then travel around the United States! How about it, isn't this a great idea?" Elizabeth asked with bright eyes.

"Riding a Harley motorcycle around the United States? This idea seems not bad. Count me in." Zhang Cheng nodded dumbfounded.

Although he still can't understand why some people like motorcycles, which are neither safe nor make loud noises, but it doesn't hinder participation and pass the boring time.

After all, there is still a long time before hell is fully launched, and the location of the second seal cannot be determined for the time being. It might be a good thing to go out and relax.

Chapter 835 Original

There is no doubt that traveling around the United States on a Harley motorcycle with Elizabeth and Elsa may be the most inexplicable and meaningless decision Zhang Cheng made in this world.

But I don't know why, instead of feeling bored, there is a little bit of anticipation.

Just when he came to the specialty store and began to choose his own car, far away in Baghdad, the capital of Iraq, an elite team of six people was quickly shuttling through the unoccupied alleys.

The leader is none other than Yelena, who has the appearance and figure of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old loli.

She and her subordinates were carefully observing the surrounding environment. Once a US patrol convoy passed by, they would immediately hide and wait patiently for the other party to go far away before leaving the hiding place and continuing to move forward.

You must know that since the Saddam regime was completely destroyed, the United States and its allies have completely controlled the city, plus mercenaries from all over the world for money, the entire Baghdad has almost become a paradise for adventurers .

Especially the famous "Poker Wanted", which is like carrion, constantly attracting vultures and hyenas.

Although most of the people on the wanted list have been arrested so far, "democracy" and "freedom" have not come, but arms dealers and intelligence dealers are popular, almost every once in a while, you can hear There were gunshots in the distance, and the killing never stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of death and gunpowder.

Of course, for Yelena who has received professional training, this is the most ideal workplace for intelligence personnel.

Because of the extreme instability of society, the ambitions, desires and subconscious anxiety in people's hearts are rapidly expanding. For power, money and beauty, any terrible thing can be done, and anything can be exchanged for commodities .

Human nature often shows either the brightest side or the most despicable side in this harsh environment.

Unfortunately, flash is always a minority, and meanness is the choice of most people.

Quickly passing through the low civilian area, the team finally arrived at the destination.

The combatants walking in the front crouched down, carefully checked the door lock, and confirmed that there were no grenades or other explosives hanging behind them, and then made a safe gesture and slapped the door hard.

In less than two or three seconds, a local woman wrapped in Heisa opened the door from the inside and asked in an uncertain tone, "Which of you is Kestrel?"

"Me!" Yelena stood up bluntly. "Where are the people I want, are they all here?"

"Yes, everything is here, it's inside." The woman was obviously a little surprised by the youth of the contact person, and there was a trace of nervousness and panic in her eyes that could not be detected.

"Very good! Take me to meet them right away! You know time is running out, and I have to go to Fallujah after this matter is settled." After that, Yelena threw six bundles of [-] US dollars in cash to the other party.

As a defeated country in Iraq, the currency issued by the central bank is not much different from waste paper at present, so the US dollar, which is relatively stable in value, has replaced it and become the only payment method recognized by the market.

"understand!"

Without talking nonsense, the woman quickly counted the banknotes and confirmed that they were not counterfeit. She immediately walked into the room and pushed the bed away, revealing a staircase leading to the basement.

After signaling the three men to stay outside to keep vigilant, Yelena immediately led the rest of them into a very dark cellar without saying a word.

I saw five old men with big beards, ranging in age from 50 to 70, sitting on the ground leaning against the wall in a daze.

They had obviously been imprisoned here for a while, and there was a pungent sour smell all over their bodies. As soon as they found someone coming in, they immediately got up from the ground vigilantly.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm sorry to invite you here in this way. But please don't worry, if you help me solve a little mystery, I will not only let you go immediately, but also provide no one with at least A reward of one hundred thousand dollars." Yelena expressed her intentions in authentic Arabic.

"Mystery?" One of the oldest old people showed doubts on his face.

"That's right! I need you to decipher an ancient map and confirm its location on the modern map." Yelena nodded slightly, took out a few sheets of printing paper from her briefcase and handed it over.

With the help of the faint light, these kidnapped experts and scholars quickly reacted differently. Some of them were very interested, while others were frowning all the time, and some eyes were full of confusion.

For a full 10 minutes, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the entire cellar was strange and depressing.

After another 10 minutes, the first old man who spoke first raised a question: "Where did this map come from? If possible, can I have a look at the original copy?"

"The original? Isn't there already a clear copy of this? What do you need the original for?" Yelena asked in confusion.

"No! You don't understand! I must first confirm the year when the map was made, and then analyze it in conjunction with the corresponding historical period, and finally figure out the area depicted on the map. Ancient maps are different from modern ones. There was no such thing as a scale at that time. things, so the terrain drawn is very different from the modern one, and it can even be said to be abstract." The old man explained calmly.

"That's right! And you can't lock us up like this all the time! We need clean food, water, a bath and a change of clothes." Another older man next to him angrily proposed the terms of exchange.

"Damn! Wait a minute, I need to ask for instructions."

Yelena complained in a low voice, and quickly walked out of the cellar, took out a high-tech mobile phone that was more than [-] years ahead of the world, and directly contacted the headquarters.

When Leonid heard the news, he had no choice but to send the news intact to his behind-the-scenes boss.

After Zhang Cheng discovered the information received in his mobile phone, he sighed helplessly, and shouted to Elizabeth who was personalizing the brand new Harley motorcycle: "Honey, I'm sorry, I have something important to do, let's leave for a while .”

"Where are you going?" The girl hurriedly turned off the nozzle of the wine-red paint in her hand, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Go to Baghdad."

While Zhang Cheng answered, he raised his supreme authority to open a portal, and then passed through without hesitation and disappeared without a trace.

"Oh—Shet! He can reach the other side of the earth with a wave of his hand like this?" Aisha asked with wide eyes in surprise.