Casting spells

In the blink of an eye, a circular well with a diameter of more than two meters and a depth of half a meter rises from the ground. It is filled with the blood of the abyss lord that contains powerful energy.

This blood is different from the diluted blood that Draenor orcs drank at the beginning. It is the purest blood of the abyss lord without any buffer. Its tyrannical characteristics are enough to tear apart most The body of the creature.

Obviously, these poor guys have once again become test subjects, used to test the maximum carrying capacity of the Hell Demon race.

If they can bear the blood of the most violent abyss lord, it means that they have a very high growth potential and can play a pivotal role in the future war.

If not, it proves that they are not worth wasting too much time and energy, just play the role of cannon fodder honestly.

"Devil's blood?!" The female demon felt the terrifying evil energy emanating from the mouth of the well, and subconsciously crawled closer, staring at the dazzling green liquid.

"That's right! What are you waiting for, drink it quickly! As long as you can withstand this tyranny, you can gain unimaginable power from it." Zhang Cheng urged impatiently.

"But...but what if I can't bear it?" There was a tremor in the female devil's voice.

"Then you will die! Your body and soul will be torn apart by evil energy! Devour! Remember! Rubbish has no value in my eyes!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng picked up the wine glass made of the skull of an unknown creature placed on the table, scooped a full glass from the water, and handed it to the other party.

Chapter 8 The Resurrected Legion

Undoubtedly, the female demon is very clear that she has only two options right now, one is to drink this dangerous "magic blood" and test whether her potential can withstand such manic energy, and the other is to be killed.

The latter's near-suicidal behavior is obviously impossible to be accepted by the selfish demon, so drinking the "magic blood" has become the only chance to survive.

After figuring this out, without saying a word, she picked up the skull and was raised to drink the green fluorescent viscous liquid inside.

moment!

The indescribable surging force tore through the chest cavity, and the whole heart seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, beating wildly at a frequency of at least ten times per second.

And every time it jumped, it would become harder and harder, and eventually the relatively soft and resilient heart muscle turned into an unknown substance as hard as a stone.

At the same time, the blood gradually changed from the original dark red to the green that symbolizes evil energy.

Not only the heart and blood, but to be precise, the whole body of the female devil is undergoing a drastic change.

No one knows whether there will be a terrible collapse in the next second, or the evolution of the essence of life. The only thing they know is that this process is extremely painful, so painful that even the screams are very weak.

After about two or three minutes, her body seemed to have reached a certain limit, and finally exploded with a bang. The green liquid splashed out dissolved everything it touched, and at least six unlucky demons died on the spot. Several others managed to avoid stepping into the footsteps of the former by quickly cutting off parts of themselves.

"What a pity! It seems that you are a trash with no value!" Zhang Cheng commented in a cold tone, and then glanced at the remaining demons. "who is the next?"

quiet!

No one in the palace dared to make even the slightest sound. Even Walent, who had a relatively equal status, did not intend to show his sense of humor at this time.

For even the dullest fool could sense danger in those black hole-like eyes.

But not making a sound does not mean that they can escape. In just a few minutes, the screams and wailing from the palace can be heard throughout the city.

……

Some biologists once said that the evolution of life is an extremely cruel process, and almost every step forward is often accompanied by the extinction of a large number of species as a price.

In fact, if the stability of the genes of a certain biological group is forcibly destroyed to make it evolve towards a higher level, then [-]% will cause a devastating blow to this biological group, and in the end it will be one percent, or even one thousandth. Even the lucky one who survived can be called a miracle.

After three hours of struggling and wandering on the verge of death, only less than 60 of the thousands of high-level demons survived successfully. They received the transformation of the blood of the abyss lord, and their bodies were filled with blood from another universe. Powerful evil energy.

As for the rest, it has long been integrated into the thick puddle of sticky flesh and blood mixture on the ground.

Zhang Cheng finally made these demons who thought they were the root of all evil understand what real cold-bloodedness and cruelty are.

Looking at the demons who were kneeling on the ground and not daring to move, Volent suddenly asked, "Your so-called plan to conquer hell is not intended to be completed by transforming demons?"

"Why, you who can predict the future don't know my next plan?" Zhang Cheng asked meaningfully.

"Damn! As I said, the power of destiny can only accurately predict all possibilities when I focus on a certain point in time. And in order not to be killed by you, I have set a rule for myself, never Will predict what you will do next without your permission." Volent shrugged innocently.

"Really? Do you think I will believe it?" Zhang Cheng was completely unmoved.

To be precise, although the relationship between the two can be called the closest ally, he always regards Volent as one of the most dangerous potential enemies in his bones, even far above those sleeping gods .

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I will do it according to the rules I set. After all, you are an extremely dangerous guy. I don't want to be caught one day and die in your hands." , Volent took out a rolled "tobacco" from his pocket, took a deep breath, and soon began to giggle happily.

Due to the lack of corresponding information, it is almost impossible to judge whether his current hedonistic style is due to his nature or a deliberate disguise for others to see.

Zhang Cheng didn't dwell on this issue for too long, he directly took out the modified "Grimoire of Domination", closed his eyes and communicated with the thousands of demon souls of the Burning Legion inside, especially those senior commanders with great military exploits, Such as eredar, dreadlord, pit lord and sylvara and so on.

When he opened his eyes again, he immediately sang loudly in the ancient devil language: "Resurrect! A powerful life from the end of another universe! You were born on the edge of order and distorted time and space, and you are born with destruction. Destroyer and Destroyer! Your name is the Burning Legion! Today, I will lead you to conquer this world..."

With the last word blurted out!

The "Grimoire of Dominion" suddenly opened a huge black hole out of thin air, and millions of demon souls of different shapes flew out from inside complaining!

They are like a group of hungry beasts, constantly circling over the huge palace, as if waiting for something important.

Obviously, these guys need a soul, and a large number of souls can reshape their bodies and complete the most important step of resurrection.

Zhang Cheng, who had been prepared for a long time, directly opened the magic pocket and let tens of millions of soul shards pour out, allowing the demon souls of the Burning Legion to fight for each other, and even fight each other.

In just 5 minutes, the first abyss lord grabbed enough fragments, and its huge body gradually began to materialize. When the green fel fire above its head was ignited, it stomped on the ground and let out a Roar full of anger and wildness: "Ah!!!! The great Brotavis is back! Tremble! Enemies of the Legion! I will crush you!"

But before he raised the huge weapon in his hand to do something, he heard an extremely cold voice echoing in his ears: "Idiot! Shut your stinky mouth! Then kneel in front of me!"

thump!

The abyss lord's thick knees were completely out of his control, he bent down and knelt straight on the ground, unable to move, he couldn't even raise his head to look ahead.

With the first example, the resurrected Burning Legion demons also knelt on one knee, waiting patiently for the new master to give orders.

Chapter 8 Eleven Expansion

For a legion, what is the most important thing?

Some people think it is quantity. After all, there are many people and great power, and the scale sometimes brings unimaginable huge strategic advantages.

Some people think it is weapons and equipment, because it is almost impossible for a group of guys holding wooden sticks to beat opponents holding sharp swords.

But anyone who knows a little bit about military affairs knows that although the above two points have some truth, they are not decisive factors.

The root that really determines whether a legion is strong or not lies in the middle and lower ranks who are responsible for conveying the supreme commander's intentions to the soldiers. As long as they are not broken up, no matter how much damage the legion suffers, it can be destroyed in a very short period of time. recover.

Soldiers, to put it bluntly, are a kind of resource, a renewable consumable.

If the army is compared to people, then the soldiers are the skin and muscles, the middle and lower ranks are the bones and nerve conduction system, the logistics are the blood, the upper ranks are the brains, and the scouts are the eyes and ears.

Generally speaking, if the skin and muscles are damaged, as long as it is not too serious, the body's self-repair ability can basically restore it to its original state.