Fear is a power!

An extremely powerful force!

In fact, since human development, whether it is the ancient tribal system, slavery, feudalism, centralization, or the democracy and universal suffrage being advocated, it is essentially relying on fear to build the most basic order and ruling structure.

The only difference is that some fears stem from life's instinctive rejection of pain and death, while others are more complex. First, they establish a series of legal systems beneficial to the ruling class, and then use punishment to make the people fear the law, so as to achieve the final result of safeguarding their own interests.

But in any case, fear is the root of all this. It is a nightmare rooted in everyone's subconscious mind.

But interestingly, creating fear needs to grasp a degree. If it is insufficient, it will lead to strong retaliation. If it is excessive, it will arouse strong desire for survival and trigger large-scale resistance and riots.

As a psychic power who can arbitrarily read other people's memories and deep thoughts, Zhang Cheng undoubtedly knows how to control the scale of others' fear of himself.

In just two weeks or so, the whole state of New York ushered in the first power reshuffle.

All the unlucky people who have anything to do with vampires or Brenda have become the target of cleansing.

More than 700 people were executed!

And 800 vampires were publicly punished by the sun!

After this round of cruel and merciless attack, the vampire activities in New York state have basically disappeared. It's almost impossible to set up a sign in public that reads: "vampires and bastards with vampire blood are not allowed to enter, otherwise they will be executed."

No one knows that there are more than 450 people willing to abandon everything, let their bodies and souls embrace the shadow, completely submit to the feet of reeness, and become the first batch of shadow warlocks in the world.

Of course, this bloody slaughter aimed at a race has caused quite a shock in the underground world.

In particular, vampire families in other parts of North America have expressed great concern to the parliament for fear that they will also be innocent.

In order to solve the growing panic in the underground world, Kosmo had to use the speaker's right to inform all members of Parliament to convene an emergency meeting.

With 13 candles lit in turn, the 13 members of the North American Supreme Council gathered again and sat in their own seats.

But this time, Zhang Cheng was not the object of summoning and questioning, but became one of them.

Glancing at the "colleagues" around him, he understood what today's topic was, smiled and said to himself, "it seems that I've gone a little too far recently, hasn't I?"

"Ha ha! Don't care too much! It's just the complaints of some vampires! When are these bedbugs qualified to influence the decisions made by the Supreme Council? What's more, some of them dare to assassinate distinguished members of Parliament. As long as you nod, I'll eliminate all vampires in my jurisdiction."

A male congressman with short silver gray hair laughed and patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder.

Obviously, in his eyes, even if vampires all over the world are tied together, it is not comparable to the friendship of an alchemist.

Moreover, the alchemist also brought dragon eggs and precious knowledge of raising young dragons.

As for vampires, they are just a group of dark creatures that can't get on the table. If their humble lives can earn enough benefits, they will soon be killed as a rare species.

"That's right! It's just a vampire. Compared with your great value, it's not worth mentioning at all." another female congressman echoed with a smile.

Seeing that the meeting had not started, members of Parliament began to fall collectively to Zhang Cheng. The speaker finally coughed hard and reminded him twice: "cough! Please pay attention to your words! Vampires are also part of the underground world. You can't treat them as black slaves trafficked to the United States more than 200 years ago."

"Black slaves? Sorry, distinguished speaker, they are not as good as black slaves in my eyes. At least black slaves can sell at a good price, can't they?" Laverne glanced disdainfully.

"That's enough! I'm calling you today to solve the problem, not to let the panic spread." Kosmo knocked helplessly on the table.

"Don't worry, speaker, I've finished my revenge action and don't intend to do anything to the remaining vampires." Zhang Cheng made a straightforward statement.

He is not an idiot. He knows what is enough. Expanding the attack area will not play any deterrent role except attracting more enemies.

"Oh? Would you like to stop!" the speaker raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In his impression, Zhang Cheng has always been a young man who is willing to repay for his evil deeds, even a little crazy and extreme, so he can't believe it. Let's just forget it.

After all, trying to kill a member of the Supreme Council is not a minor crime. Any fierce retaliation is reasonable.

Zhang Cheng smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "of course! I have got what I want, that is awe and fear. I believe no one dares to question my status, ability and means."

"Well, I see." when he got the answer he wanted, Kosmo nodded his head gently.

But after pondering for a moment, he suddenly asked, "dear zhang, do you have the ability to make longevity potions?"

"Longevity potion? Why do you ask this? Could it be..." a different color flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

"I'm one hundred and forty years old, and I've used magic many times to forcibly postpone the time of physical death. If you can make a medicine that can increase my life, I'm willing to pay any price." Kosmo didn't try to hide anything and told his purpose.

To know the date of his death is no secret in the eyes of many people.

"I see! Please don't worry. I'll send you a satisfactory work in a month at most." Zhang Cheng stood up, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed.

Perhaps a few months ago, the longevity potion was still a great challenge for him.

But now

After visiting Mainland Ferran, he has obtained at least 12 life prolonging potions with different ingredients.

In fact, all high-level mages with some ability in mainland Phelan will use longevity potion to avoid death.

As early as the netherriel civilization, arcane masters used it again and again to avoid the ancient god of death, yeg. In modern times, they pushed through the old and brought forth the new. Even the taste has been improved several times. The most effective one can even delay the death of 25 years at a time.

The only thing to do next is to select a moderate formulation from these formulas and send it to the speaker.

He believed that the wise old man in front of him would be able to pay for what he wanted most - knowledge.