When the human side was busy facing Nitanoin, the tyrant had already leisurely walked back to the Iron Song City, many orcs couldn't believe that this fat man was actually their own chief, to be honest, the current tyrant is really very different from before, I don't know how many degrees wider the waistline, plus the already tall size, it is no problem for one person to reach three orcs. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"What about Sgal and Gabil," the tyrant asked, dragging one of them over a man.

"Two men broke into the city, and they said they were looking for you, and Sgal went first," the orc replied.

In the direction given by the bystanders, the tyrant walked to the room where Sgal had a secret meeting with God, and by this time they had just finished talking and had just come out of the room.

"Sgal" The tyrant shouted, Sgal and God subconsciously turned their heads away, and when they saw a fat man looking at him stunned, Sgal couldn't help but confide: "Tyrant?"

"How did the tyrant become like this?" asked the Lord, surprised.

"Is this the two who came to me, what's the matter" Don't look at the tyrant looking fat, but his steps are very light, and he quickly moved in front of the two of them in a few steps.

"Tyrant, didn't there be an organization that came to cooperate with our Iron Song Tribe before, and you agreed, this person is here to deliver the potion of madness" Sgal hurriedly introduced God to the tyrant.

"Oh, madness?" the tyrant turned to look at the masked guy, who for some reason exuded an aura that was familiar to him, like an old friend.

Coincidentally, the Lord was also watching the tyrant, and it seemed that it was not the first time he had seen the chief of the Iron Song Tribe, and his movements were very indifferent.

"We have cooperated with the Ramon priests of the Storm Tribe, and we have successfully developed the madness potion conceived by Sodoron, as long as people drink it, they can strengthen themselves several times more powerful, because this time you are the target of the human army, I naturally chose you to cooperate with, after all, if you repel the human army, then there will be no roar and tomahawk," said God.

"I haven't seen the madness potion again, how do you know if this one you sent is real or not, seeing that you are wearing a mask and refusing to show me this face, maybe you are a spy sent by the human side" The corner of the tyrant's mouth twitched, and he looked at God with great distrust.

"Haha, the tyrant is the chief of the Iron Song tribe, it's normal to think so, well, in order to prove that I brought the real madness potion, I will take off the mask and drink it to prove it, so that the tyrant can rest assured" God grabbed the mask on his face with one hand, and took it off at will, without any scruples.

Underneath the mask was a scarred orc face, earthworm-like scars wriggling as God spoke.

"It seems that you were a valiant warrior in the past, so I'll take half of your word for it, drink this potion of madness, and if nothing happens, I'll trust you," the tyrant said, pointing to the potion in the hands of the Celestials.

"God......" The Celestials hesitated a little, he had already seen the consequences of drinking this kind of incompleteness in the Celestial Headquarters, the kind of power that had no reason at all was more like a beast than a warrior.

"It's okay, the madness potion must be the savior of all orcs, I believe the tyrant chief can see the true effect of this potion" God took the madness potion at random, dropped two drops into the palm of his hand, and under the gaze of everyone, God drew two drops of the madness potion into his mouth.

After a few seconds, God's whole body swelled violently, and his originally thin body began to agitate like a breath, and soon became a strong man, almost on the same level as the tyrant.

"What a tyrant, have you seen the power of the potion of madness?" God looked at the tyrant flatly.

Unexpectedly, the tyrant suddenly punched him, and hit God's chest unprepared, and the tyrant with the power of the new Nitanoin directly smashed God's chest into a dent with this punch.

"Drink" God received such a punch, but his face did not wave, and he slapped the tyrant on the head with his backhand, forcibly pressing his whole body down, and at the same time raised his left knee, just so that the tyrant's whole face hit it.

"Bang"

The tyrant also couldn't react, and suddenly his whole body shook and staggered to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you," God looked at the tyrant sitting on the ground with a smile on his face, his expression a little relieved, as if he had taken revenge.

"Huh!" the tyrant spewed out two streams of air from his nostrils, and instead of being angry, he looked very satisfied.

"Yes, it looks like a real madness potion, just two drops have such power, if you drink them all, what will it look like" The tyrant couldn't help but say.

"This is already the limit of orcs" God shook his head regretfully: "Two drops can not be more, if you absorb too much, it is easy to lose your mind and become a beast with only strength, such a person will attack any creature that sees with both eyes, including companions"

"So that's it," the tyrant suddenly realized: "Then how many did you bring here this time?"

"Twenty bottles in total, enough for all the warriors of your tribe," the Lord's size slowly shrank as he spoke, and soon became the same as he had seen it before.

"Very good, happy cooperation" The tyrant held out his right hand to God, and the two shook hands, ending the conversation directly.

Led by Sgall, God and the Celestials came to the dwelling prepared for them, and when Sgar said that he had something to do, God could not bear to ask God: "God, how can this be, why did you not lose your mind after drinking?"

"Hmph" God put the mask back on his face and said, "Have you forgotten that I am a blood priest, where was the reaction of the madness potion just now, I just made it with the blood priest, two drops of the madness potion can only make the user save his sanity for a short time, and when the time passes, he should still be crazy, this tyrant, just wait for his Iron Song tribe to be buried under the human army" God shouted coldly.

......

A big force will not end for no reason, either someone is framing in secret, or someone is playing chess, the tyrant does not know why God wants to harm the Tiege tribe, to be reasonable, the two parties have no grievances and no enmity, there is no need at all, and the secret is estimated to be clear only to God himself.

Nitanoin couldn't sit up from the ground under the suppression of the dragon flame cannon, and many human soldiers kept throwing psychedelic liquids at Nitanoin, hoping to subdue it, after all, the most important thing was to break Iron Song City at this time.

The rest of the army continued to march towards the Iron Song City, and more than a dozen ironclad chariots fired merciless heavy artillery at the walls of the Iron Song City, and the orc guards on the city walls had no way to stand there at all, so they could only hide under the walls, hoping that the tyrant and others could quickly find a countermeasure. (To be continued.) )