Casting spells

As a monster with a strong desire to dominate, how could Zhang Cheng allow someone to engage in "non-violent non-cooperation" under his nose, and directly issued an order to kill.

Yes!

All the territories that did not go to the magic capital to swear allegiance within the specified time were all blacklisted by the abyss lords.

I believe that with their desire for killing, destruction, and destruction, they will [-]% slaughter the rebellious territories, and then hand them over to the Dread Demon King, or the Shadow Mage Group to make them into thoughtless undead creatures.

To a certain extent, Zhang Cheng's dark and tyrannical behavior style is indeed in line with the appetite of demons, whether they are demons from hell or the demons of the Burning Legion.

That's why, they quickly accepted a guy who looked like a human being and became their big boss.

With the entire hell under control, the war machine led by the senior commander of the Burning Legion is fully activated, never letting go of anything of value, and transforming it into war resources, ready to be used in the next war to conquer heaven to go.

Of course, it is impossible to deceive the angels stationed on the border for such a large-scale action.

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"Evra, I think we are in serious trouble. After such a long time, hell has finally been unified under the command of a powerful demon king. If there is no accident, a new round of war will break out in a short time. "A female angel with a beautiful appearance and a dignified temperament stared at the image transmitted by the magic mirror, her tone full of worry.

"A new round of war? No way! Didn't those demons just start a civil war, with millions of casualties?" The male angel named Evra widened his eyes, as if he didn't quite believe that the situation would happen. Towards such a dire situation.

The female angel smiled wryly and shook her head: "No, you are still too young to understand hell and demons. Perhaps in our opinion, after experiencing such heavy casualties, we should normally rest and recuperate, at least to restore the population to a certain level. But their ideas are just the opposite, especially the ambitious new Lord of Hell, who will never give us too much time. So I have a task for you now, go back and report to the Archangel immediately. Condition."

"Understood! Please rest assured, I will pass on what I saw and heard to the archangel." The male angel bent down and bowed deeply, then flapped his white wings and quickly lifted off into the sky , After a while, he left the military camp on the border.

However, he did not follow the instructions of his superiors and headed straight for the direction of heaven. Instead, he took a big turn and returned to hell quietly.

After confirming that no one was following him, the male angel immediately took off his disguise, revealing sharp claws, horns and huge bat wings.

There is no doubt that this is not an angel at all, but a dreadlord disguised as an angel.

To be precise, it devoured the poor newcomer angel, and then used his identity to sneak into the interior of heaven to find out news.

As the best camouflage life form in the universe where Azeroth is located, the Dreadlord can imitate the appearance of almost all species through the innate ability, and even the special energy used.

A dreadlord even successfully transformed into a paladin, constantly provoking the Scarlet Crusade to attack the undead Scourge who betrayed the Burning Legion.

Therefore, pretending to be a low-level angel is easier than eating and drinking.

After all, it is not only hell that has become dull in a peaceful environment for tens of thousands of years, but also heaven.

Especially with the continuous infiltration of human religion and society, the angels once shouted the slogan of establishing a heaven on earth, planning to integrate heaven and earth into one at a certain moment.

But unfortunately, the plan failed in the end and was completely sabotaged by a lunatic named Faust.

However, relying on the arrogance gradually cultivated for thousands of years, the angels did not realize that they had begun to decline, and still felt that neither the joint Supreme Council of the human world nor the old enemy Hell could be their opponents.

After returning to his original appearance, the Dread Demon King quickly found an area with relatively stable magic energy, cast teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

Because the energy attributes of the two worlds of heaven and hell are opposed to each other, many places are very unfriendly to spellcasters, and a little carelessness will lead to disastrous consequences. Does not choose to cast spells.

At the same time, the succubus queen Renes, who was lying in the basement of the palace in the capital city, was reading the information sent by her subordinates while drinking the hellish wine brewed with blood.

Just when she was about to turn over and change into a more comfortable position, the dreaded demon king who came from afar finally passed through the portal and appeared in the empty part of the room.

Without any hesitation, this insidious and cunning guy immediately knelt down on one knee and greeted in a very respectful tone: "Good evening, my lord queen, I just got an important news that the leader of the Angel Legion has realized that we are about to launch attack."

"Oh? What do they all know?" Renes put down the glass, his eyes revealed undisguised viciousness.

"They knew that a new Lord of Hell had appeared! At the same time, they decided that we would wage an all-out war against Heaven in a short time." The Dread Demon King gave the answer without thinking.

"Hmph! The master is right. The one who knows you best will always be your enemy. It doesn't matter. Even if they know, they won't be able to stop the legion from conquering. Go back and continue to lurk. If there are any new trends, report them in time. .”

After all, the succubus waved his hand lightly, indicating that the other party could back down.

"As you wish..."

The Dread Demon King bent down and bowed, and then cast teleportation magic to return to the border, disguised as an angel, intending to enter the most heavily guarded cloud city in heaven, and do a little reconnaissance.

8 Chapter Seventy

"This is the tomb of Satan, who is known as the strongest devil in hell?" Zhang Cheng stared at the castle that stood in a black-red magma and was completely piled up with the bones of various giant creatures.

"That's right, it's here. How about it, isn't it spectacular?" Eshima raised her head with an expression of obsessive admiration all over her face.

For every devil in hell, the devil Satan is not only one of the many lords of hell, but also a spiritual belief and pillar, an irreplaceable symbol.

It was also under his leadership that Hell was qualified to fight evenly with the gods of the earth and the true master of heaven in that earth-shattering ancient war.

But in the end, the mighty Demon King was no match for death, and was finally buried in this unknown corner.

"It's spectacular! If I'm not mistaken, some of these bones belong to gods and archangels, and there are also countless powerful magical creatures like giant dragons." Zhang Cheng casually picked up a skeleton exuding faint energy Exclaimed.

Even after tens of thousands of years, the energy contained in these bones still has not completely dissipated, which shows how powerful the owners of these bones were during their lifetime.

And Satan, the demon king who used their bones as a tomb, can naturally be regarded as standing at the top of the food chain.

"All the bones used to build this skeletal tomb were prey killed by Satan himself. You have never experienced that era, and you will never imagine how amazing the power he displayed at that time. Although I also have the title of Demon King, But compared to him, it's like the gap between a mouse and a dragon."

When saying these words, Eshima rarely showed a look of intoxicated remembrance.

As one of the very few demons who have survived from ancient times, she knows better than anyone that the current hell devil and the previous hell devil are two completely different levels.

It can even be said that any demon king in the past could easily beat the six demon kings who were elected later.

Obviously, compared to the so-called demon's sense of superiority, Eshima hopes to reproduce the past glory of hell.

Glancing at the direct descendant of the first Lust Demon King, Zhang Cheng nodded with a light smile: "You are right. In any world, being weak is the original sin.

Look at the morality and order full of hypocrisy established in the current human society, as well as the double standards that make even the devil feel sick.

In particular, while they clamor for freedom, equality, and democracy, they unscrupulously kill their own kind, longing for a strong leader to lead them, which is as ridiculous as schizophrenia.

In fact, whether it is humans, demons, or angels, they all worship the strong in essence, and are eager to follow in the footsteps of the strong, even if it is wrong.

Undoubtedly, the devil Satan is such a strong man, so all the demons in the whole hell worship him, and even hope from the bottom of their hearts that he can climb out of the grave.

But please believe me, after conquering heaven, your name and mine will also become a generation of legends, remembered by all hell demons. "

"I am very much looking forward to this day." Eshima smiled and bowed.

"Please tell me, how can I enter this ancient tomb built with bones? You know, I don't want to use violence." Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin with a playful expression.

"It's very simple! Use your blood! Only the successors recognized by the devil Satan are eligible to enter this tomb and obtain the precious knowledge left by him." Eshima meaningfully pointed to an unknown creature in front of her. skull.

"Bleeding? Is this some kind of potential or energy test..."

With strong doubts, Zhang Cheng cut a hole in the palm of his hand, allowing his strangely colored blood to flow into it.