Blood magic, as the name suggests, is a special magic that is cast through blood.

According to Kronada, because the blood contains a portion of the soul fragments, it can be used to curse, restrain or even force someone to bend to their will, and even use it as a medium to summon terrifying monsters, shadow magic is a branch of blood magic.

In the beginning, Zhang Cheng always felt that the blood magic in A Song of Ice and Fire should be very similar to the curses used by the warlocks of the world of Azeroth.

But in fact, although the two have a little in common, the essence is diametrically opposed.

The essence of a warlock is to see himself as a portal, a passage between the Burning Legion, evil energy, and shadow energy, with which all kinds of spells can be accomplished.

In other words, their power does not depend on how much energy they have stored or how violently they can resonate during the spell shaping process, but simply expand the channel large enough to allow more and more powerful energy to pass through the demon.

Blood magic in A Song of Ice and Fire relies heavily on the caster's own stored energy, especially shadow magic and death curses, which come at a huge cost each time it is used.

Of course, Zhang Cheng's current understanding of blood magic is only at the theoretical stage, so he can't cast too advanced and complex spells, but he can't use too advanced spells to deal with an ordinary person.

As a drop of blood was infused with energy, a lifelike monstrous monster pattern was formed on the back of Little Finger's hand in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the deep malice in the pattern, Baerichie shuddered involuntarily and asked in a tone that was not very sure, "What is this?"

"Nothing, I've taken power from the dark side of your soul and created a fun little thing. But don't worry, as long as I don't wake it up, it will honestly stay asleep. Zhang Cheng gave the answer with a smile on his face.

"What if it is awakened?" Littlefinger continued with a frown.

Obviously, he wasn't at all happy with the explanation, and he wanted to figure out what the worst could be.

"Hehe, do you remember how Lan Li died?" Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth, and his eyes revealed a meaningful light.

"What do you mean...... If it is awakened, a terrifying shadow killer will appear?!"

I don't know if it was because of nervousness or anger, but Baerichie's voice raised an octave as he said this, and the other hand, hidden under his robes, clenched into a fist.

Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended not to see the other party's fierce reaction, and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "Probably, I only know that it will appear in the form of a shadow." As for whether it is a killer or something else, it is unknown. After all, only you know the darkest side of your heart, don't you?, dear Earl, I sincerely advise you to think carefully about whether you are capable of bearing the consequences before making any more foolish decisions. This time, I promise your sister won't have another chance to escape. ”

"As you wish, my honorable master. Falling to one knee, Baelishi bowed his head deeply in order to look more humble.

But what was going on in his head at the moment was clear to him.

A careerist and conspirator like Littlefinger can never truly surrender to someone's feet, and he will always hide in the shadows and plotters one intrigue after another, until all the stumbling blocks that stand in the way of power are kicked away.

Zhang Cheng is quite clear about this, but he is confident that he can control and make good use of this dangerous and very useful chess piece, and it is also a kind of exercise in his ability to control his subordinates.

According to the usual style of the owner behind the parchment scroll, since the other party has given him the task of exercising his power, then he will definitely use this part of the ability at some point in the future.

Although he has always been wary of the mysterious parchment, he has never denied the role it played in his upbringing.

Looking at the little finger half-kneeling in front of him, Zhang Cheng crossed his hands on his chest and said bluntly: "I know, you just said that you knew Varys's whereabouts, but you were actually lying to me, the octopus spider will never leak his whereabouts to anyone." But that's okay, I'll give you three days to investigate, and if you don't have an accurate answer after three days, I'll show you how much it took to cheat me. Remember, don't try to run away or hide, even if you run to the end of the ocean, I can activate this funny little thing with just one thought. ”

With that, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the hideous pattern.

Moment!

A wisp of black shadow leaked out of the middle of the pattern, flowing upwards along the veins, and in less than a second, the blood vessels of the entire arm took on a pitch-black color, like rolling and writhing worms.

At the same time, Baerichie bit his lip as if he was fighting against something, and beads of sweat were dense on his forehead.

Fortunately, at the moment when the black blood was about to pour into his heart, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the black filled with blood vessels quickly retracted into the pattern, and if it weren't for the fact that he was still lying on the ground and panting, Little Finger even wondered if he had hallucinated just now.

After a few seconds of rest, he hurriedly got up from the ground, shook the dust off his knees, endured the fear in his heart, and bowed respectfully: "Please rest assured, I will definitely find Varys's whereabouts in three days." ”

"So what are you waiting for? I just happen to be a little tired and need to rest and relax a little. Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be impatient and waved his hand, while his eyes fell on Sansa, who was lying on the bed and constantly writhing.

I don't know what kind of drug she was given, this girl has fallen into the fantasy of ** and can't extricate herself, and even completely ignores that there are two men in the house, rubbing several of the most sensitive parts by herself.

"Have a wonderful evening with Miss Stark!" Baerichy hurriedly bowed his head and saluted again, turning quickly and walking out of the room.

Because he was afraid that if he stayed, the most fragile nerve in his head would suddenly burst and he would do some irreparable stupidity.

After all, one of the most important reasons why he decided to embark on the road to power in the first place was that the woman he loved was snatched away by other men.

Now the familiar scene is played out again, and his anger and humiliation are like a volcano full of magma, ready to erupt out of control.

Listening to the footsteps in the corridor, Zhang Cheng, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly laughed without warning, and joked while laughing: "Don't worry, dear Bailixi, this is just the beginning. I will take away the things you hold dear most one by one, leaving you immersed in the abyss of pain from which you cannot extricate yourself. Now, what am I supposed to do with you, Sansa Stark......"