Zhang Nu has been watching the show the whole time.
He wanted to test the abilities of Zhang San and Li Si.
To his surprise, he found the combination of Draconian Marshal and High Priest to be very powerful.
In the end, both of them were only level 3 Lord units, yet their opponents were a level 4 Lord and a level 3 Overlord.
Regardless of which aspect they were compared against, the disparity in strength was too great.
Zhang Nu thought it would be good enough if the Draconian Marshal could hold on for just a while.
Unexpectedly, Zhang San almost fought the two opponents to a stalemate by himself. And all the while, the High Priest only provided support and did not attack throughout the battle.
Draconian Marshal.
Draconian High Priest.
Their capabilities were evident from this battle.
They definitely would not be able to defeat an Overlord of the same level in a duel.
However, in the event of a large-scale battle, when a Draconian Marshal or a High Priest joined in, their role and influence on the battlefield would far exceed an Overlord unit of the same level.
Zhang Nu descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the battlefield.
The Berserk Beast city lord, Grey was supporting his own body with his ax handle. It was difficult enough for him to be barely standing on his feet.
As for the Hero Tu Xiuming, even though he was not seriously injured, the fierce battle just now had exhausted all his MP.
In other words, both orcs have reached their limits.
They thought they had finally attained victory after paying a huge price, but the development of the current situation was unexpected.
"Who the hell are you!"
Tu Xiuming wanted to step forward.
Only to be immediately greeted by a burst of intense pressure.
In an instant, he fell into a slight trance and dizziness.
[You have been attacked by Dragon Fear, HP -20, stunned for 2 seconds, all stats have been suppressed.]
Zhang San returned to his Draconian form.
Although seriously injured, he still knelt on one knee.
"Master, this one is incompetent. To have Master appear personally is my failure."
He was no longer haughty and arrogant.
All that remained were shame and remorse.
The sight has caused everyone on the scene, especially Tu Xiuming and his Hero underlings to be startled.
Why was this being, who has demonstrated terrible might, who has made everyone shudder in fear, treating this Draconian in front of him with such respect and humility?
The crowd of Heroes carefully sized up Zhang Nu.
Only then did they discover the difference between the Draconian Marshal and the Demon King.
The Draconian Marshal was covered in lustrous golden scales, he was definitely the best looking one within the Draconian army. Such a prominent and eye-catching existence, of course he would be regarded as the leader by others.
But when standing side by side with the real Dragon Demon King.
The differences in appearance were still very distinct.
The dragon scales of the Demon King were not as brilliant or shiny.
However, each of his dark golden scales were enveloped by a dim luster, not to mention his enormous draconic wings and ferocious looking horns. Everything about him was domineering, intimidating, majestic, and brimming with kingly demeanor.
The Draconian Marshal was obviously not comparable to the real deal.
The Heroes on the scene were petrified.
They have grasped the truth of the situation.
This shiny Draconian was never the Demon King.
Everyone was fooled by the real Demon King. They have acted and performed like a buffoon for such a long time, and only now did they fathom the reality.
The Heroes' current emotions could not be described by mere words.
Like a roller coaster, from being full of confidence at the beginning, to doubt, fear and panic, then to find hope at a turning point, only to be finally pummeled into the depths of despair.
Supposing that.
From the very beginning.
The Demon King was only spectating.
What was the point of everything they have done until now?
If this shiny Draconian was not the Demon King, then why did he possess such ridiculous strength? A mere level 3 lord, fought toe to toe against two massive powerhouses?
A mere subordinate of the Demon King had such trembling strength.
What kind of spectacle would it be if the Demon King was to personally intervene?
It was hopeless.
Their minds have been broken.
The expression on Tu Xiuming's face was hideously twisted as if he had been force fed ten tons of shit, "No! This can't be! You're bluffing!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"You can't fool me!"
"You're at the end of your rope!"
"So you can only be bluffing!"
Boom!
His words came to an abrupt halt.
Tu Xiuming was still standing on both legs.
And yet, his upper torso was missing.
[You've slain a level 4 Hero. Hero's Soul +1, skill stone +2!]
Zhang Nu had fired a bolt of Hell Thunderflame, which is his strongest conventional attack at present. It consisted of both Abyssal Lighting and Dragon Flame. It was fast, powerful and difficult to dodge.
If Tu Xiuming was in his prime state, it was possible for him to dodge once or twice and entertain Zhang Nu for a while before inevitably dying.
But in the battle with the Draconian Marshal just now, both his HP and MP were severely depleted. In addition to receiving a huge shock and his struggle in accepting reality, the Hero's only fate was to be killed in a single blow.
Witnessing the scene.
The city lord Grey's eyes were bursting with wrath.
Both the orcs and the remaining Heroes were extremely terrified.
The Hero Tu Xiuming's strength was second only to the city lord Grey. Even if slightly inferior, the disparity between their strength was miniscule at most, since the Hero has level advantage.
However.
Such an existence.
A top level 4 Hero.
Was instantly decimated by the Demon King in a blink of an eye.
Half of his body was blasted into smithereens.
Not even his full corpse was intact.
"Silence!"
Zhang Nu put down his hands.
He swept his gaze over the crowd and landed on the old city lord of Berserk Beast City.
"Do you still think there's a need to continue the fight? Submit now and I might consider sparing your lifes."
"Submit?"
"Hehehahaha"
Grey sneered.
He held himself up with difficulty, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was showing indications of entering frenzy mode once again. A beast-like growl escaped his mouth, "Never!"
Zhang Nu was a little surprised.
After all, when it came to this in the past, all he had to do was display enough might to force his opponents to lose all their will to resist. Then, he would generously spare their lives. By then, there would be a high probability for the opposing part to simply submit to him.
However, this old orc was very proud.
He was extremely resolute.
On one hand, he only had a few years left in him. There was no point in giving up his dignity as a warrior just to survive.
On the other hand, he had gone step by step from a tribal chief to a city lord today. It could be said that the Berserk Beast City was built by his own hands. He had undergone a legendary life. How could he be willing to let all of these go?
Grey held up his battle ax and let out a roar, "Come! Show me the true power of a Dragon Demon King!"
"Very well."
Zhang Nu did not push the issue further.
There was a blood feud between Berserk Beast City and Giantree City.
Grey had the blood of thousands of elves on his hands.
Even if he forcibly took Grey under his command, it would not be pleasant for the elves of Giantree City.
"You are a true warrior!"
"I shall fulfill your last wish!"
"You may witness my true power before your final breath!"
Grey laughed maniacally, "Hahahaha, the battle hasn't even started yet. It isn't certain who shall survive in the end!"
He raised his battle ax and hysterically howled, "CHARGE!"
The three armies of Berserk Beast became agitated.
The Demon King may be insanely powerful.
However, he was but one man.
In terms of military strength.
Berserk Beast City was far superior than Giantree City.
Even with the troops brought by the Demon King.
Berserk Beast City may not necessarily lose.
The orc city lord has an extremely high prestige in the eyes of the Berserk Beast orcs. When they heard his command, they were determined to fight.
"Berserk!"
Tens of thousands of Berserker Corp warriors went berserk.
This berserker talent had two major benefits, the first was of course a significant increase in their stats and combat power. The second was that it was very effective in suppressing their inner fear.
In times like this.
It was undoubtedly useful.
"Charge!"
"Kill the Demon King!"
"Whoever killed the Demon King shall be the next Master of Ten Thousands!"
Tens of thousands of orcs swept forward.
Their primary target was the Demon King, followed by Giantree City.
Nancilia began to worry,"This is bad, His Majesty the Demon King is being encircled. The damned orcs couldn't win against him, they are planning to overwhelm him with numbers!"
The elves counterattacked.
Arrows, magics, arcane arts.
Various attacks rained down upon the frenzied orcs, yet it was unable to stop them.
The Draconian Army also joined the battle. Although their number was small, they held their ground like a wall of iron. Not even the orcs could break through at the moment.
Zhang Nu did not intend to waste anymore time.
It was dangerous to fight against a cornered beast.
The orcs have gone completely mad. They knew it was impossible to stop a second wave of attacks, so they decided to put all their strength behind this wave of assault.
There would be losses for every minute and every second wasted.
Thus, he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
He had no choice but to try out his newly mastered skill, [Evil Dragon's Descent].
The moment the Demon King unleashed the skill, his whole being disappeared into the thin air. A large cloud of black fog burst out, and like a volcanic eruption, it spewed into the sky.
The very next second.
The clear cloudless blue sky was suddenly overcasted with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
Countless black fog gathered in the mid-air to form a ferocious giant dragon with a length of more than 100 meters.
The dragon was an elemental.
It did not have a corporeal form.
However, its presence was overbearing.
It was as if the dragon was constantly unleashing Dragon Fear, making it impossible for ordinary magical beasts or creatures with weaker will to even approach.
This is the form of "Evil Dragon of Annihilation"!
It was the strongest offensive skill within his level 3 talents.
The "Evil Dragon of Annihilation" form was, to put it bluntly, an elemental form.
In this form, Zhang Nu was close to being invincible. There were also changes in his various skills.
The Evil Dragon form could spew draconic flames, summon thunder and lightning, and even cast its abyssal devouring skill.
As a result.
Zhang Nu gained three different forms of Evil Dragon.
The first form: Devouring Evil Dragon,
This was the current black fog-like form. The whole being was made up of devouring-energy, which could absorb all kinds of attack. This form's offensive power is slightly weaker, but it was indestructible, as it could resist various types of attacks.
The second form: Inferno Evil Dragon.
In this form, the whole body would be composed of draconic flame, which was equivalent to an elemental dragon. However, instead of ordinary flame, the dragon was formed by abyssal draconic flames.
The third form: Thunderstorm Evil Dragon.
The third form was similar to the Inferno Evil Dragon form, the only difference was the body would be composed of lightning. Not only was it the fastest form, it also possessed the highest explosive power.
"What the hell is that?"
"Quick! Attack!"
Several hundred orc mages riding upon their winged beasts attempted to attack the Demon King with magic.
But no matter how much the orc mages urged on, the winged beasts did not dare to approach. Suddenly, the Demon King's enormous body dispersed into a large cloud of black fog.
Almost instantaneously.
Dozens of winged beast riders were enveloped by the fog.
When the black fog gathered to reform the dragon.
The unfortunate victims have already been consumed by the Evil Dragon.
[You've slain a Winged Beast Rider Mage. Gold +200!]
[You've slain a Winged Beast Rider Mage. Gold +200!]
[You've slain a Winged Beast Rider Mage. Gold +200!]
[...]
The orc mages, alongside their winged beast mount, were disintegrated within the Evil Dragon by its devouring-energy, leaving only some metal scraps falling onto the ground.
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
"Our attacks were useless against it!"
The remaining Winged Beast Riders fled quickly.
Zhang Nu did not go after them. Instead, he switched his Evil Dragon form. The Demon King suddenly burst into flames and turned into a huge inferno dragon.
He hovered and circled around.
And with a dive, he swooped down from the sky.
His target was the Berserk Beast city lord, Grey.
In his flight towards Grey, he swept past the orc troops. Rolling dragon flames billowed wherever the dragon passed and the orcs were burned to char or ashes in an instant.
[You've slain an Orc Berserker . Gold +80!]
[You've slain an Orc Berserker . Gold +80!]
[You've slain an Orc Berserker . Gold +80!]
[...]
Grey, the city lord stood frozen in place.
He could only watch as the Inferno Evil Dragon, with a devastating momentum, incinerated everything and every orc within its way
Eventually, the dragon dived towards him.
Unstoppable.
He was powerless to stop it.
The difference was too great.
So this is the true power of the Dragon Demon King.
His death was imminent, yet Grey was somewhat relieved.
After all.
As a proud warrior.
Death by old age or illness were both great humiliations.
Only the fate of dying on the battlefield would suit a warrior.
It would be an honor to perish under such tremendous power.
The next instance, the inferno dragon arrived.
Endless torrents of flame flooded in.
The dragon flames flowed like a raging river.
The river continuously washed over the old orc warrior. His armor melted away and his body burned into ashes.
[You've slain the Berserk Beast city lord. Gold +25000!]