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"Master! In terms of military strength, I'm afraid we don't have the advantage in this decisive battle. And those annoying angels might intervene, and when we are both defeated, we will jump out to take advantage of it." A fearful demon king hurriedly Stand up and brush your presence.

As the Void Sect incorporated by the Dark Titan Sargeras, these vampire bats have a darker heart than any other species. They are good at grasping and analyzing everyone's psychological activities, and then find weaknesses to control them.

Unless it is an undead soulless, almost nothing can escape their corruption.

Zhang Cheng glanced at this guy, and asked with a half-smile, "How do you know that these troops are all there?"

"Could it be that you have other trump cards?" The Dreadlord's eyes shone slightly, showing an expression of interest.

"Of course! I have been preparing for this war for a long time! Don't worry, no matter what cards those devil kings hide, I guarantee that they will not have the slightest chance of winning. And you and your brothers, what you have to do Just continue to collect intelligence for me, and create friction, hatred, and conflicts within the enemy." Zhang Cheng asked calmly.

If there is any demon race in the entire Burning Legion sequence that makes him most vigilant, it must be the Nathrezim, the Dreadlord.

the reason is simple!

These guys have no loyalty at all!

They were hatched by the Twisting Nether, and even almost joined forces with the Old Gods to corrupt an unawakened Titan into another terrifying creature.

Fortunately, Sargeras acted in time after seeing it, otherwise the following script might not be a titan civil war, but a battle between the Twisting Nether and the Pantheon for the dominance of the universe.

But later, when these Nathrezim discovered the power of Sargeras, they immediately betrayed the Twisting Nether without integrity, and joined the Burning Legion as the Dark Titan's staff and staff.

So to a certain extent, they are not so much loyal to the Burning Legion as they worship a powerful force.

If Zhang Cheng encounters an enemy stronger than himself one day, then these guys will probably make some small moves in private, or even perform a righteous backstab, and then defect to the new master with credit.

In contrast, the grumpy abyss lords are relatively easy to control. As long as their desire for killing, destruction and destruction is satisfied, they don't have to worry about rebellion.

The Dread Demon King obviously didn't know what he looked like in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he still flattered himself: "You are really the most delicate person I have ever seen in my life, and the best at planning wars. Please allow me My heartfelt admiration for you and a moment of silence for those who became your enemies, they would never know they were doomed from the start. I'm curious though, our enemies seem to have a rather large flying army , how do you plan to solve it?"

"Hehe, the same flying troops are naturally used. Believe me, when you see them with your own eyes, you will definitely be amazed by them. Well, instead of wasting time here, it is better to act quickly. I need you and Your brothers weaken the enemy as much as possible before going to war."

After all, Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be impatient and waved his hand, indicating that the other party can back down.

"As you wish!"

Seeing that he couldn't find any valuable answers, the Dread Demon King immediately put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, then turned and disappeared into the busy army.

Not long after he left, Volent reminded, "Be careful! These guys with bat wings don't have the same heart with you."

"I'm very clear about this. Tell me, what are our chances of winning this war?" Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and asked with great interest.

"Do you need to ask? Didn't you see that I'm still standing here and have no intention of running away?" Volent grinned meaningfully, and even pulled out a dagger engraved with a dragon pattern to manicure his nails. The implication is self-evident...

Chapter 861 Conquering Hell ([-])

In less than 78 hours, the armistice agreement was straightforwardly signed after they were fighting against heaven and hell at the border.

Then the gathered army of hell turned their spearheads and approached directly towards the direction of the magic capital, intending to eradicate these rebels who wanted to take advantage of the chaos and seize power in one fell swoop.

The Angel Legion was on standby at the border, and they didn't know what they were planning.

No one realizes that this time is not just as simple as a rebellion, but a long-planned military invasion and conquest. The Dreadlord who sneaked into the enemy has long been sending out information about the army of hell, and even provoked it from time to time. Some friction and contradictions.

By the time the army arrived at the scheduled battlefield, the Burning Legion led by Zhang Cheng had already completed all the arrangements, and not only seized the favorable terrain in advance, but also placed thousands of fel cannons on the most threatening heights .

It can be said that the outcome of this war has not yet started, and the outcome is quite obvious.

Especially the demon kings standing at the top of hell found that what they were facing was not the expected mob from the barren land, so they immediately gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"We were deceived!"

"That's right! That female demon lord named Nisa lied to all of us!"

"Where is she now?"

"Escaped! Long before the news came back, he disappeared in a head-on collision with the Angel Legion."

"Obviously, Nisa is not the mastermind behind the scenes. With her pathetic strength, she is simply not enough to command such a huge army."

"Who is the mastermind behind that? Don't tell me it's almost a decisive battle, we don't even know who our opponent is."

"Sorry, we really don't know. The wasteland has always been a place of neglect, even regarded as a place of exile. The only thing we know is that this guy is quite ambitious and powerful, and even dared to challenge us directly."

"Then what to do now! Recognize his status and right to rule, and avoid war first?"

"No! Can't admit it! Once we admit it, it means announcing to the whole hell that we are not his opponent."

"Since we can't negotiate, let's have a fight first. Anyway, the rule of hell has been separatism for thousands of years. In the worst case, we will consider whether to surrender after the defeat. As long as he wants to become the master of hell, he will not dare to fight against us." How about a few?"

"Yes! The Angel Legion is still eyeing the border. Even if we are defeated, he will rely on our strength to prevent the invasion of heaven. What's more, we will not necessarily lose this war."

……

Just when the demon kings of hell gathered together to discuss how to win this battle, Zhang Cheng was sitting in the military room, listening to a report from a fear demon king.

"Master! According to our investigation, the enemy can be divided into about six parts, which belong to six demon kings. This tradition follows the ancient tradition of seven monarchs in hell. However, because the strength of these six demon kings is similar, no one can Standing out to the point of dominating everyone else, so the top positions are left vacant.”

"So, what we are going to face is not one army, but six armies that are not under each other?" Zhang Cheng asked thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.

"Of course! In fact, not only do they not belong to each other, but many lords have such deep contradictions, even hatred. When the war starts, my brother and I will use all available means to make these contradictions Intensified with hatred. Victory will belong to the Legion!" The dreadlord grinned sinisterly.

Zhang Cheng listened to the content and nodded with satisfaction: "Good job! If the plan is successful, I will give you the right to supervise and reform all captives. In addition, please leave the news of the six demon kings for me. If they want to Escape, be sure to notify me as soon as possible, understand?"

"Understood! Your will is our order!"

After all, the huge body of the Dread Demon King quickly transformed into the appearance of a hell demon, then turned around and flew towards the location of the hell army.

Watching his background fade away, Zhang Cheng suddenly asked, "Dear friend, I need your ability now. Tell me, among these so-called demon kings, who has what I want."

"If there are no accidents, it should be Eshima. It is said that she was once a direct descendant of Asmodeus, the demon king of lust, and she knows a lot of secrets about the great war in ancient times." Volent gave the answer straightforwardly. .

Obviously, it is not difficult for him to spy on a little privacy.

"Eshma? Where are she and her army now?" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"East side! About 25 kilometers away from us. Why, are you going to launch an attack in advance?" Volent tentatively asked in an uncertain tone.

"No, of course not." Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head. "I just want to confirm the location of the prey so that she won't run away."

"Don't worry, she can't run away. Because in the script called the future, she kneels in front of you and chooses to surrender. You will win this war, whether it is hell or heaven, it will be in your I'm trembling in front of my face." Walent hinted meaningfully.

"Don't sound like a tyrant! If you can really see the future, you should know best that I have no interest in domination and power. They are just tools to an end, not the ultimate pursuit."

While saying these words, the colors of Zhang Cheng's pupils kept changing, sometimes it was golden symbolizing divinity, sometimes it was green symbolizing evil energy, and violet symbolizing the energy of the Olympiad.

Various energies of different attributes continue to gather and rise in his body, slowly transforming from quantitative changes to qualitative changes.