Spellcasting Gods

Compared to the first expedition with only a handful of soldiers, this legion has now grown to over 200,000, and almost all the defeated demon lords have been transformed into pure killing machines by fel energy, losing their ability to think independently.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this is a huge flaw, after all, the lack of thinking ability means the lack of subjective judgment, and only the rigid execution of orders issued from above.

In a hell where betrayal is more frequent than eating and drinking, the inability to think is actually a good thing. At least subordinates won't deliberately engage in underhanded tactics to achieve their own ambitions, ultimately leading to the lord's defeat and death.

Of course, to satisfy her vanity and need for dominance, Nissa still retained some high-ranking demons who were good at flattery and had good looks as subordinates.

Enjoying the servant's careful massage, she suddenly asked the subordinate standing to the side, "Bros! Have my neighbors made any rash moves lately?"

“No! Supreme Queen of the Wasteland! Before your mighty power, all the lords around us cower in their castles. It is already fortunate that you did not come to attack us. How could you dare to seek your own death?” A tall male demon stepped forward and bowed deeply.

“That’s right! Your legion is fearless and invincible!” Another sycophant quickly stepped forward and echoed loudly.

For demons, integrity is a non-existent concept. As long as they can please their superiors and gain their trust, they can spout endless praise without repeating themselves, while secretly cursing the other party to death so that they can have a chance to climb the ranks.

Nisa was undoubtedly well aware of this, so she never handed over command of the army to anyone, even though she was finding it difficult to command such a large legion.

After all, she wasn't the kind of lord who climbed up step by step through her own strength, but a freak forcibly created by external forces. She was simply not enough to subdue the ambitious people on this vast and barren land on her own.

If you lose absolute control of the legion, you're not far from death.

According to statistics compiled by intelligence brokers, over 60% of all the lords who died in Hell were betrayed by their subordinates, and of those 60%, nearly two-thirds failed to control their legions.

As a clever and cautious female demon, Nissa has no intention of repeating the mistakes of her predecessors.

Just as she was about to say something more, a silver-gray amulet hanging around her neck began to glow for some reason, and then floated up, forming a stable teleportation channel in mid-air.

next second...

Two humans appeared in the center of the magnificent palace. One of them was none other than Zhang Cheng himself, and the other was Warrent, who had just been resurrected.

It must be said that their sudden appearance stunned all the demons in the palace.

Because in the eyes of most demons, humans are weak creatures whose only value is to die quickly so that they can continuously provide them with high-quality souls.

But now, two reckless individuals have actually ventured into hell, into the demons' homeland—a blatant provocation and humiliation.

at last!

The first high-level demon reacted, suddenly spreading its wings and charging forward, trying to drag the two seemingly fragile ordinary people to the ground and torture them thoroughly.

But before he could get close, Zhang Cheng spread his five fingers and made a squeezing motion.

boom!

Absolutely no surprises!

The poor fool suddenly seemed to be squeezed by a terrifying external force, and burst open, with blood, bits of flesh, and broken bones scattering everywhere, raining down from the sky like raindrops.

This immediately frightened the remaining restless guys so much that they stood still and dared not move.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash!" Zhang Cheng expressed his disdain for these demons without any mercy.

As he said, the reason these high-level demons are still alive is mainly because their strength is too weak to be qualified for transformation, while those who are qualified have long since become mindless combat puppets.

Upon seeing this, Nisa immediately frowned and protested, "Watch your attitude! This is my place! You should show me at least some basic respect!"

“Respect? Heh, you seem to have forgotten your place, forgotten who granted you command of the legion, haven’t you?” With that, Zhang Cheng walked step by step to the chair made of skulls and grabbed the female demon like a chick.

Although Nyssa kept trying to give orders to the fel-powered demon guards standing beside her, unfortunately, the demon guards, who were originally 100% obedient, did not react at all and completely ignored the orders.

At this moment, her slightly inflated ego finally made her realize that the powerful legion outside did not belong to her; all she had gained was command authority…

Chapter 0809 Cleansing

Hell, from the moment of its birth, has been a place that upholds the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.

There are neither the pointless public opinion and moral constraints of human society, nor is there any hypocritical kindness; there is only an infinite desire for power and the most primal instinct of living beings—selfishness.

Yes!

In order to ensure that one can survive better and obtain more resources, selfishness is the most primitive and basic aspect of life.

As for the ethical and moral systems that later developed in human society, they were designed to maintain social stability and to bring more people together to engage in production and creation; they are essentially anti-biological instincts.

Therefore, for a long time, the history of human development has been a struggle between instinct and counter-instinct. Even in the modern society that is completely against violence, this struggle still exists and will continue for a long time along with technological development.

Interestingly, unlike humans, demons in hell did not develop a self-regulating system like ethics and morality as they gathered together.

On the contrary, they amplified the most instinctive aspects of living beings, infinitely extending emotions such as greed, jealousy, lust, selfishness, arrogance, rage, and laziness, creating a civilization system completely different from that of humans.

In this system, the only thing that has binding force is power and authority.

In hell, the strong possess inherent rights. Even if they do not have demon blood, demons will still submit to their power, though this submission is for the purpose of one day taking their place.

However, it is undeniable that this very point provided the foundation for Zhang Cheng's conquest plan to be implemented.

Otherwise, if all the demons united to fight against the invasion of foreign enemies, he would never have had such a whimsical idea of ​​conquering Hell, because the input and return were not proportional at all. Moreover, what use would a Hell be if there were no demons?

……

Half an hour later, in the vast palace complex in the center of Vera City, Zhang Cheng sat like a king on a throne made of countless skulls, gazing at the thousands of high-ranking demons kneeling on the ground. A playful expression appeared on his face: "So, in the war to come, which of them do you think are trustworthy, and which will choose to betray us?"

"Trust? Are you kidding me? These guys are demons! One second they can be laughing and joking with you, the next they can rip out your heart, pull out your soul and burn it in flames for a hundred years, just to hear your painful, desperate screams." Warren spread his hands exaggeratedly.

As someone who had just been brought back from the dead, he didn't seem to show the slightest bit of discomfort; on the contrary, he exuded a dark sense of humor.

Even after returning to modern society, the first thing this old guy did was go to a nightclub, chat and laugh with the sexy and scantily clad beauties, and finally have a fierce "wild sex" in a dark alley.

"I think you should be able to distinguish between mental activity and actual action. Pick out the latter for me, otherwise..."

At this point, Zhang Cheng paused deliberately, his eyes revealing a blatant warning.

Upon realizing this, Warren sighed helplessly, "Fine, fine, fine, you decide."

He took out two simple and crudely shaped gold coins from his pocket and tossed them gently into the air.

moment!

Two gold coins seemed to come alive, passing over the heads of thousands of high-ranking demons, leaving behind black and white light on their heads respectively. In just a few seconds, all the demons in the entire palace were given one of these colors.

Just as they were wondering what this thing was for, Zhang Cheng, who had been sitting in the chair the whole time, suddenly raised the divine artifact, the Supreme Authority.

next second...

boom!boom!boom!boom!

All the unlucky guys with black, shiny heads exploded on the spot, without even a chance to scream, turning into blood and flesh of varying sizes.

Two-thirds of the demons in the palace had disappeared, replaced by a pungent smell of blood in the air.

As for those who managed to escape, they all lowered their heads even further, their whole bodies trembling slightly, clearly terrified by this extreme cruelty and brutality.

They still find it hard to believe that a human being could possess a purer form of "evil" than a demon.

After doing all this, Zhang Cheng kicked away Nisa, who was lying on the ground like a bitch licking her boots, and stood up to say to the remaining demons, "You know what? I originally planned to clean up all of you useless trash, but considering that ruling is a rather troublesome thing, I decided to give you another chance, a chance to prove yourselves."

"How...how do we prove it?" A female demon with pale yellow pupils looked up and asked cautiously.

Although the large patches of flesh and blood of her fellow humans made her feel extremely uncomfortable, she dared not move and maintained the most humble posture.

“It’s simple! Drink the demon blood, abandon the past, and become a member of the legion.” Zhang Cheng once again raised his supreme authority and gently tapped the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a circular wellhead, more than two meters in diameter and half a meter deep, rose from the ground, filled with the blood of the Abyss Lord, which contained powerful energy.

This blood is different from the diluted blood that the Draenor orcs drank back then. It is the purest blood of the Abyss Lords, without any buffers added. Its brutal nature is enough to tear apart the bodies of most creatures in just a few seconds.

Clearly, these poor creatures have once again become test subjects, used to test the maximum physical capacity of the Hell Demon race.

If they can withstand the blood of the most ferocious abyss lords, it means they have very high growth potential and can play a pivotal role in future great wars.

If that doesn't work, then it proves they're not worth wasting too much time and energy on; they should just honestly play the role of cannon fodder.

"Demonic blood?!" The female demon sensed the terrifying evil energy emanating from the well and instinctively crawled closer, staring intently at the blinding green liquid.

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

"But... but what if I can't bear it?" The female demon's voice trembled slightly.

"Then you will die! Your body and soul will be torn apart and devoured by fel energy! Remember! Trash has no value in my eyes!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng picked up a wine glass made from the skull of an unknown creature that was placed on the table, scooped a full glass from the water inside, and handed it to the other person.

Chapter 0810 The Resurrected Legion

Without a doubt, the female demon knew very well that she only had two choices: one was to drink this dangerous "demonic blood" and test whether her potential could withstand such frenzied energy, and the other was to be killed.

The latter's near-suicidal behavior was obviously unacceptable to the selfish demon, so drinking the "demon blood" became the only chance to survive.

Once she understood this, without saying a word, she picked up the skull, tilted her head back, and drank the viscous liquid inside that emitted a green glow.

moment!

An indescribable surge of power tore through my chest, and my heart pounded wildly at a rate of at least ten times per second, as if stimulated by some kind of shock.

Moreover, with each beat, it becomes increasingly hard, eventually transforming the relatively soft and resilient myocardium into an unidentified substance as hard as stone.

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

Not only her heart and blood, but to be precise, the female demon's entire body was undergoing a dramatic transformation.

No one knows whether the next second will bring a terrible collapse or an evolution of the essence of life. The only thing that is known is that the process is extremely painful, so painful that even the screams are very weak.

About two or three minutes later, her body seemed to have reached some kind of limit, and finally exploded with a bang. The green liquid that splashed out dissolved everything it touched. At least six unlucky demons died on the spot, and several others quickly cut off parts of their own bodies, successfully avoiding following in the footsteps of the former.

"What a pity! Looks like you're a piece of trash with no value!" Zhang Cheng commented coldly, then glanced at the remaining demons. "Who's next?"

quiet!

No one in the palace dared to make even the slightest sound. Even Warrent, who had a relatively equal status, had no intention of showing his sense of humor at this moment.

Even the most obtuse fool could sense danger emanating from his eyes, which were like black holes.

But remaining silent did not mean they could escape disaster. Within minutes, screams and wails could be heard throughout the city emanating from the palace.

……

As some biologists have said, 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.

In fact, if you forcibly disrupt the stability of the genes of a biological population and force it to evolve to a higher level, it will almost certainly cause a devastating blow to that biological population. If even one percent or one in a thousand of the lucky ones survive, it can be called a miracle.

After struggling and hovering on the brink of death for three hours, only a little over sixty of the thousands of high-ranking demons survived and underwent the transformation by the blood of the Abyss Lord, their bodies filled with powerful fel energy from another universe.

As for the rest, they had long since merged into the thick, sticky mixture of flesh and blood on the ground.