Chapter 560

"Of course! Anyway, we are one of the oldest families rooted in this continent. We are also the founder and founder of the Supreme Council in North America. Although we have declined a lot in the last 50 years, the details accumulated over the past few hundred years are still..."

The old man in a tuxedo is obviously the legendary role of hereditary housekeeper. While driving this old car that is estimated to be able to be put into the museum as cultural relics, he proudly introduces the glorious history of the Marcus family.

Unfortunately, however, Zhang Cheng has no interest in this kind of car. Instead, he focuses on the old car itself.

Because this car is not an ordinary old car, but a magic car with many spells, including invisibility, ultra-high speed movement, spiritualization or nihilization.

In less than five minutes, it drove the two away from New York and shuttled through the interstate highway at a speed indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Once an obstacle is encountered, the whole car will instantly turn into a virtual shadow and pass through from the middle, including the people in the car.

Although it is not difficult to make such a car for Zhang Cheng's magic knowledge and technology.

But it is difficult for even him to transform on the basis of finished products without damaging its internal structure and power transmission system.

After all, this involves not only magic, but also a series of scientific knowledge such as machinery, transmission and internal combustion engine.

Only the perfect integration of technology and magic can make the car under your feet play its incredible power.

"Very interesting..."

After repeatedly scanning the internal structure of the car, he finally gave a higher evaluation. At the same time, he was more eager to launch the satellite into the sky as soon as possible, so that he could start the artificial intelligence program installed in the USB flash drive. In case of similar situations, he shouted like iron man Tony Stark, and handed over all the rest to artificial intelligence.

In fact, although Zhang Cheng copied the memory of iron man Tony Stark in Marvel world, he can't really use it as freely as the other party. He often needs an entry point that he can understand.

Moreover, he is also looking forward to whether he can really cultivate a perfect creation that combines technology and magic if he teaches all magic knowledge to artificial intelligence and combines the power of creativity?

Like many talented scientists and mages, he finally focused on creating a perfect creature.

You know, destruction is always the easiest thing to do!

Even the destruction of a planet and a world can not really reflect a person's real level of knowledge and technology.

But make a difference!

Creation is a complex and delicate work!

Especially the creation of life, even if the theory and process have a little defect, it will be magnified dozens or even hundreds of times in the end!

Unless there is no such ability, no one can resist the temptation to create a life by himself.

The unparalleled sense of achievement will never be understood by those who have not experienced it personally.

Just when Zhang Cheng was thinking about what kind of life he should create, the old car finally drove into a tall castle in North America.

After a complete stop, a middle-aged woman in a black-and-white Maid Dress took the initiative to open the door, bent down and made an invitation gesture: "Mr. Zhang, welcome to Shirley castle. Please follow me. Lord Vergil has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Lead the way."

"This way, please!"

Under the leadership of the unknown maid, the two quickly passed through the garden where a large number of magical plants were planted, and soon came to an ancient and simple study full of 17th century style.

Virgil, who was sitting on a wooden chair at the moment, immediately stood up and greeted the guests with a smile: "good afternoon, members of the North American Supreme Council and the youngest alchemist in the world. First of all, on behalf of the Marcus family, please allow me to thank you for your help at the critical moment."

"You're welcome! After all, you have paid the corresponding price." Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Obviously, judging from the intact state of the old fox at present, it is likely that he has received magic treatment, or he will drink some magic potion.

"Ha ha! The price is the price, and the thanks are the thanks, which can't be confused. Here, please see, this is what I promised you." said Fergie, handing over a parchment full of small letters.

Zhang Cheng then glanced around and found that this list of inheritance with magical effect. Only the members of the Marcus family written on this paper are eligible to inherit all the property of the family, otherwise they will be cursed. The name originally belonging to Anthony has been crossed out and replaced by another guy named Karen.

After understanding this, he returned the parchment and asked with a smile, "have you cancelled the inheritance of your favorite son?"

Vergil replied without thinking, "yes! Anthony has made a mistake, a huge mistake that a qualified heir should never make. After he recovers from his injury, I will send him to Canada to take care of some business there, and will never appear in front of you again. Of course, if you are not satisfied with this, I will order him to be executed."

"No, no need." Zhang Cheng shook his head gently. "It's just a little conflict between us, not enough to let the father kill his son. Maybe you won't believe it. I was in a state of extreme madness not long ago. I often made some drastic actions for minor reasons. Antony was just unlucky and hit the muzzle of the gun."

"Into madness?" Vergil's eyes showed a trace of curiosity.

"Yes! I mean real madness! My mind is full of feelings of killing, destruction and tyranny! You can hear countless cries of pain and despair without even closing your eyes, and there are constantly doomsday scenes in front of you. But interestingly, all this will not make you feel pain, but like beautiful and moving music and melody in the world. Of course, language alone It may be difficult to describe accurately. Why don't I let you feel it a little... "

With the last word blurted out!

Without warning, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of blood belonging to the dragon's body from the magic waist bag, pulled out the plug and read a harsh spell.

moment

All the dragon blood rushed up!

Into Vergil!

In just a few seconds, he felt all kinds of terrible ideas emerging from his brain, and a voice full of temptation kept whispering and bewitching!

Gradually

He lost himself and his reason, leaving only one thought - killing and destruction!