A tyrant, a tyrant who is used to describe a tyrannical, tyrannical, and merciless ruler, even in the stories of some historians and bards, some tyrants would kill their people for no reason in order to satisfy their pathological penchant for blood and death.

However, anyone who knows a little bit about history knows that in fact, most of the tyrants in human history have actually been smeared to a considerable extent.

For example, the famous tyrant of the ancient Roman Empire, Nero Claudius Drusus Germanicus, was actually just because of the brutal suppression of Christianity, so after Christianity came to power, he frantically created all kinds of shoddy stories in order to portray him as a tyrant in people's minds.

In fact, the reason why most tyrants are tyrants is because they are historical losers.

In a world where the victors write everything, how can the legitimacy and status of the victors be reflected if the losers are not discredited.

Zhang Cheng never felt like a tyrant because he didn't believe he would be a loser.

But he didn't try to explain too much, just kept smiling and hiding his true thoughts in his heart.

Time flies......

Two days have passed in a flash!

As the army of Hell from afar rested, the war of unprecedented scale soon began.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Along with the evil cannons located in the high and low, they are finally starting to wield their might!

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of green fireballs of evil energy were poured over the enemy's heads.

No surprises!

The nearly 100,000 low-level cannon fodder that was first used for a tentative attack disappeared from the world directly under the covering bombardment of artillery, leaving only patches of unidentified material burned to the blackened by the flames.

Fierce!

Cruel!

Inhumane!

With just one attack, the Burning Legion made the Helllords realize that they were not dealing with any traitors at all, but rather a group of crazy people with extremely rich experience in warfare.

Compared to the hell that lasted for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years of peace, the Burning Legion, which fought in the universe all the time, was obviously more aggressive, and the quality of its commanders and soldiers was also higher.

In particular, the Morgar engineers, who work day and night to supply the Legion with countless war machines, are in no way inferior to the top weapons design and manufacturing experts on Earth.

In less than a month, they have developed one powerful big guy after another based on the evil energy technology system and the concept of thermal weapons on the earth.

At present, although the entire legion has not yet reached the level of eliminating cold weapons, it is about to reach the extreme in terms of fire support.

Not only are there incredibly powerful evil cannons, but there are also a large number of ultra-long-range throwers that can be used to throw Hellfire golems.

If you go all out, you can destroy a large area of defense in just a few minutes, and use Hellfire as the vanguard to tear apart the enemy's defenses.

If it weren't for the short time, maybe these crazy Morgols would have been able to gather enough resources to create the famous magical mecha.

Standing next to the evil energy artillery group, Zhang Cheng condescendingly admired the battle in full swing below, and asked the succubus who followed him with a smile: "How is the preparation of your shadow mage group?"

"It is ready to be commanded by you, my great and evil master. Renes sucked his fingers in a full motion, looking dissatisfied.

"Be patient! Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth and glanced at the other party.

The Doomsday Guard Pollack seemed to sense something, and immediately suggested: "Master, I think it's best to order the left flank to launch a counter-charge now to test the enemy's reality. After all, since the beginning of the war, they have never shown even one hole card. ”

"Don't worry, this fun game has just begun, and we are testing each other, and I don't want to end it too soon. I care more about the war fortress floating in mid-air than the left. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng pointed to the huge building the size of more than two dozen football fields floating above the heads of tens of millions of demons.

It was in the shape of a standard pyramid, with a pitch-black surface densely carved with runes of various sizes, with arched openings almost every twenty meters, and from a distance it looked like a giant beehive.

"According to the information sent back by the Dreadlord Demon King, this air fortress is ordered by the name of the demon king Leviathan, and it is inhabited by more than 5,000 corpse dragons made of flesh and blood. Pollack gave the answer with a serious face.

There is no doubt that he is full of vigilance about the enemy's hole card.

For even the Burning Legion is afraid of the power of the Azeroth Guardian Dragons.

Especially when the dragon swoops down under the sun and spits out deadly dragon breath, no army in the world can resist it.

"Corpse Dragon, how does it compare to the Frost Dragon awakened by the Lich King?" Zhang Cheng asked with interest.

"Personally, I think it should be the corpse dragon that is stronger. Because these corpse dragons spew out a poisonous mist that can corrode everything, far more deadly than the frost dragon's winter breath. ”

According to the news sent back by the Dreadlords, that yellow poison cloud is extremely corrosive, even a sip from the Demon Lord can be fatal. ”

Pollak and Renes are very rare when they don't argue, but instead give a consistent assessment.

"In that case, let's destroy this thing first. With that, Zhang Cheng raised his supreme authority and began to frantically gather and extract the magical energy contained in the surrounding air.

In the blink of an eye, a vortex of terrifying energy visible to the naked eye was formed around him.

Such a noticeable change can be felt by anyone who is not blind.

Therefore, the demon kings immediately opened the first hole card, which was to let the corpse dragon in the air fortress pour out of the nest and fly towards the height of the evil cannon.

They are very large, each of them is at least fifty to sixty meters, and they are covered with a pale yellow mist, which is extremely ugly, and normal people may not be able to help but spit it out when they look at it.

But these terrifying behemoths aren't just disgusting, they also have sharp bone spurs in almost every joint location.

As you can imagine, if you are caught by them, it must taste very sour.

As they swept over the Legion's position, the corpse dragons suddenly began to descend in height and swooped, spewing deadly poison gas at the densest spots of the soldiers.

Moment!

More than 150,000 cannon fodder from the Burning Legion turned directly into a large pool of viscous black and yellow liquid, and before they could even scream, their souls had already returned to the "Domination of the Magic Codex......