Among the 33 demon generals of the Mirror Demon King, 29 of them were wearing red cloaks and silver armor.
The other four were wearing black cloaks and golden armor.
The hierarchy was also distinct, so to be precise, it should be 29 demon generals and 4 demon commanders.
And Lan Ling finally discovered that in this small demon empire, anyone with a cultivation base of magic warrior or above could be a demon general.
But in the real world outside the mirror.
These 33 demon generals were also wearing ragged clothes, but they were all wearing armor, but they were all made of branches. There were also cloaks, but they were made of leaves.
From the looks of it, it was truly a ridiculous feeling.
With a shout, four Demon Warrior level Barbarians surrounded Lan Ling with wooden sticks in their hands. They used all their strength to attack Lan Ling from all directions, and fiercely attacked her.
Lan Ling didn't care about the other three, and the big sword in his hand only slashed at one of them.
"Swish …" Lan Ling's big sword easily cut off the wooden stick in his hand, and then grabbed his neck like lightning.
He rushed forward and bit fiercely, sucking blood crazily, and in just two minutes, he was sucked dry.
At this time, the other three demon generals' wooden sticks had already slashed at Lan Ling's back.
Lan Ling suddenly used a powerful force to resist.
There was a sharp pain, but his ribs were not broken.
Then, he suddenly turned around and flashed, grabbing one of them by the neck.
It turned out to be a woman, and she was a human, and she was very beautiful.
In the illusion in the mirror, she was plump, but in the real world outside, she was thin and weak.
After a moment of hesitation, Lan Ling opened his mouth, stretched out his fangs, bit her neck, and then fiercely sucked blood.
This human woman, at this time, showed a look of panic in her eyes. Before she died, she seemed to see through this illusion, and the world in her eyes was changing between reality and illusion. Her eyes widened in shock, and she opened her mouth, desperately trying to say something.
Lan Ling threw her away.
Then, he continued to fight and continue to suck blood.
… …
Lan Ling's cultivation base had been greatly improved.
Because killing a magic warrior level barbarian was already very easy for him.
However, the next barbarians that charged forward were stronger and stronger.
Lan Ling killed the first wave of four Magic Warriors, then the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave …
After an entire day and night!
Lan Ling killed the sixth wave of Barbarians.
The battle was no longer easy, it was getting more and more painful.
Because the enemy's martial arts were getting higher and higher, the damage caused to Lan Ling was also extremely painful.
Of course, because of Lan Ling's quick recovery and his limitless bloodline power, he could still win.
But the time needed was getting longer and longer, and the battle was getting closer and closer to its limit.
Not only that, but his thirst for blood was also growing stronger.
When he defeated an opponent, he would throw caution to the wind and pounce on them, sucking their blood in a frenzy. At the same time, other people were crazily hacking at his head with wooden sticks.
These people's strength was already very great, so it was unknown how many times Lan Ling's skull had been smashed and fractured.
The golden bloodline continuously released energy, helping to heal the wounds.
Fortunately, the real weapons the enemy used were wooden sticks and not real swords. Otherwise, Lan Ling would have been decapitated.
But in short, the sixth wave of demon generals should have reached Lan Ling's limit.
Because, when he killed the last enemy, Lan Ling's vision went black and he almost lost consciousness.
This meant that the energy output of the golden bloodline had reached its limit, and it could no longer keep up with the damage caused by the enemy.
Once the limit was exceeded, there would only be one consequence, Lan Ling would directly faint.
Moreover, once he fainted, these barbarians could easily cut off his head. At that time, he would definitely die.
… …
After killing the sixth wave of enemies, there were only eight people left.
Four demon generals, four demon marshals!
These eight people were the strongest, especially the four golden-armored demon marshals.
"Whoosh … …" The seventh wave of demon generals moved forward and surrounded Lan Ling at lightning speed.
He took a deep breath. This time, his life was really in danger!
Every wave of demon generals was at least one level higher in martial arts. Just now, in the sixth wave, Lan Ling had already felt that their strength had already surpassed Lan Ling's by one level.
Then the four people in front of him, their martial arts would only be higher.
The four people in the sixth wave were already Lan Ling's limit.
Next, relying on pure martial arts was no longer enough, he had to rely on spiritual power.
"Kill!"
With a loud shout, one of the demon generals rushed over like lightning.
His speed was faster than Lan Ling, and his strength was greater than Lan Ling.
Lan Ling gathered his powerful spiritual power, stared into his eyes, and released it.
Spiritual power critical strike!
However … …
His spiritual power had just left his eyes, and it was as if he had hit an iron wall.
"Ah … …" Lan Ling suddenly screamed in incomparable pain.
This feeling was as if he had kicked a wall, and his toes were fractured, and the pain was like being torn apart.
"You even used spiritual power critical strike, don't you see, what is this place? This is my plane, my empire! "The Mirror Demon King sneered.
Yes, this was the plane of the Mirror Demon King!
It was just a mass of energy, a shadow, and a mass of thoughts, so it had no real martial arts. However, it had a powerful spiritual power.
In its plane, Lan Ling's use of spiritual power was completely like hitting a stone with an egg.
Lan Ling painfully suppressed his almost torn brain, and his whole body suddenly froze.
At this time, the four demon generals attacked Lan Ling frantically.
"Kacha … …" Lan Ling's skull and ribs were broken, and the golden bloodline madly surged energy to repair.
Thus, an incomparably horrifying scene appeared.
The bones in Lan Ling's whole body were constantly broken and constantly recovering.
This kind of terrible pain was completely indescribable with words.
However, being able to feel pain was a good thing, which meant that Lan Ling's brain and nerves were still full of vitality. Once the golden bloodline couldn't provide enough energy, then his nerves would begin to become numb, and then he would really not far from death.
"Bam bam bam bam … …"
The four powerful demon generals madly hit Lan Ling's body with the dead wooden sticks in their hands.
Blood splattered, and bones shattered.
That's right, the sixth wave of enemies was already Lan Ling's limit. This seventh wave of enemies, he couldn't beat it no matter what.
At this time, Lan Ling entered a painful cycle, and the golden bloodline energy desperately restored his shattered bones and torn body.
But as soon as it recovered, it immediately fractured and tore.
In other words, Lan Ling completely lost the ability to fight back and could only be beaten passively.
If this situation continued, Lan Ling would definitely lose consciousness, and in this environment, once he lost consciousness, he would definitely be dismembered and die.
After all, the energy of the golden bloodline was not infinite.
Gradually, Lan Ling felt his body gradually numb, and the pain was getting smaller and smaller.
This was a sign of extreme danger.
If he didn't stop all of this, Lan Ling would die here.
Immediately, Lan Ling roared, "All of you, wake up immediately. All of this is fake. This empire is fake. This palace is fake. This demon king that you are seeing is also fake. Other than being able to control your minds, it is completely weak."
"You still want to talk nonsense before you die?" The Mirror Demon King sneered: "Take his sword, cut off his tongue, let's see how he can talk nonsense."
Immediately, one of the demon generals took away Lan Ling's greatsword, then pulled out his tongue and cut it off!
Endless pain, blood sprayed everywhere.
In the illusion of the mirror world, Lan Ling's tongue was cut off, and blood sprayed everywhere.
And on the mountain top in the real world, Lan Ling's tongue was also cut off, and blood sprayed everywhere.
Lan Ling didn't let the golden bloodline recover his tongue, but used his severed tongue to say: "Look, my tongue was cut off, but I can still speak? What does this mean? This means that I am completely using my mind to communicate with you, this means that you are in a mental illusion, everything you see is fake! "
Whether it was a dream or an illusion, what was the most afraid of?
It was suspicion, it was a flaw!
Once there was suspicion, it was as if a crack was torn in this world, and the entire world would be on the verge of collapse.
And at this time, Lan Ling's tongue was clearly cut off, so why could he still speak, and his voice was exactly the same as before?
Immediately, the four demon generals, or even the four demon marshals, had doubts.
At the same time, the illusion world in the mirror suddenly shook, as if there was an intense earthquake.
The Mirror Demon King said sternly: "You dare to doubt this king? Have you forgotten your previous life? You lost the protection of your tribe, and fled everywhere, hiding in the east and hiding in the west, living a precarious life. And after you entered my empire, you enjoyed countless beauties, ate delicious food, and obtained great power. Do you want to go back to the past? "
Once the Mirror Demon King said this, the demon generals' thoughts became firm again.
In any case, they didn't want to go back to the past.
The golden bloodline quickly restored Lan Ling's tongue, and after hearing the Mirror Demon King's words, he suddenly laughed.
"However, all of this is fake. The beauties you enjoy are fake. The delicacies you eat are fake. Even the silver and golden armors you wear are fake. They are all woven from wood. Your cloaks are woven from leaves. You don't have any swords in your hands. Otherwise, I would have cut you into a thousand pieces. The swords in your hands are just wooden sticks." Lan Ling said loudly: "Otherwise, why would your Demon King let you snatch my sword, because a wooden stick can't cut a tongue."
As soon as these words came out, the entire palace in the mirror shook again.
The four Demon Generals and Demon Marshals present all had strong suspicions.
And at this time, from a pile of corpses, a person climbed out.
It was a woman who was close to the human race. However, whether it was the illusion in the mirror or the real world outside, she looked pale and weak. She wore armor made of tree branches and a cloak made of tree leaves. She looked completely out of place in the magnificent hall in the mirror.
She was the human woman whose blood was sucked by Lan Ling. Lan Ling didn't suck her to death, and she came back to life.
Perhaps because she had died once, she saw through this illusion, so the fake silver armor on her body disappeared, and the mighty cloak also disappeared, leaving only a ragged body.
"Big Brother, that's right, all of this is fake." The human woman said: "I thought I was very healthy, but in reality, I'm already very thin. I thought I was wearing a mighty armor, but in reality, it's just made of tree branches. You are all the same. "
"Boom boom boom …"
The illusory palace in the mirror was on the verge of collapse again, as if it was experiencing the fiercest earthquake. It seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
At this time, the four demon generals and four demon marshals were already strongly questioning the authenticity of this world.
Moreover, the mighty armor on their bodies kept changing, sometimes it was silver armor, sometimes it was rotten armor made of tree branches. Their appearance was majestic at one moment, and messy at another.
Once they had doubts about this illusion world, they could no longer make up for it.
The Mirror Demon King said coldly: "What is real? What is fake? If what you see is real, then it is real. If you feel good with women, then it is real. If what you feel is real, then it is real. "
"On one side is a beautiful illusion, countless delicacies, countless beauties, and wonderful power." The Mirror Demon King continued: "And on the other side is the cruel reality. You don't have enough to eat, you are in a precarious situation, and you are in dire straits. Which one do you choose, the beautiful illusion? Or the cruel and ugly reality? "
The Mirror Demon King's voice was full of bewitchment.
Instantly, the world that was on the verge of collapse was stabilized once again.
That's right, as long as what you feel is real, then why bother about what is real or fake?
In the illusion, they had a luxurious house, countless beauties, endless delicacies, countless servants, and countless soldiers.
But in reality, they didn't even have a set of clothes, not even a thatched hut.
Who would want such a reality?
In this way, even if it was an illusion, it was fine as long as they felt the truth.
Most of the eight people present were convinced by the Mirror Demon King and planned to continue staying in this illusion and become its slaves.
Lan Ling laughed loudly: "If you don't know the truth, then you can still enjoy it with a clear conscience. But you already know the truth, can you still deceive yourselves? When you eat wild fruits, can you still deceive yourselves that it is venison? When you drink lake water, can you still deceive yourselves that it is fine wine? When you are clearly masturbating yourselves or each other, can you still convince yourselves that it is a stunning beauty? When you don't know the truth, it is an incomparably realistic dream, it is wonderful and enjoyable. But after you know the truth, it is nothing but a fantasy, a daydream. It will only bring deeper emptiness and illusions! "
Lan Ling's words cruelly exposed the truth.
When you are in a dream, when you marry the lover of your dreams, when you kiss them, you will only feel incomparably wonderful sweetness.
But the dream will be interrupted and you will return to reality.
You will try to continue what you did not finish in the dream, so in reality, you will start to fantasize about kissing the lover of your dreams, and even going to the bridal chamber.
At that time, there will only be endless emptiness and loss, because you can no longer deceive yourself.
"Even so, I am not willing to return to the past" Suddenly, a demon commander said: "Even if it is fake, I am willing to stay and enjoy it. At least everything I see is grand and majestic, I will never return to the past"
"I also won't return to the past, I will never return to reality, that is the scary part, too cruel" another demon commander said.
Then, the nine people present split into two camps.
Four of them were not willing to be immersed in the fake illusion, five of them were not willing to return to the terrifying reality.
The Mirror Demon King enticed: "They want to destroy your wonderful world, go and kill them, and you can continue to enjoy this wonderful life."
Immediately, the five people who were unwilling to return to reality suddenly pulled out the fake sword and the real wooden stick.
Lan Ling said loudly: "Reality is not necessarily scary! We can create our own tribe, no longer in exile, no longer being hunted. "
"Create our own tribe?" a demon commander said: "Is this even more daydreaming? Every inch of land in the Savage World has an owner, every beast has an owner. Where are we going to create our own tribe? "
Lan Ling said: "Right here, this Mirror Demon King covers a territory of a hundred miles. This is an ownerless land, and the surrounding tribes, whether it is the Chimera tribe or the Akara tribe, all think that this is a forbidden death zone, and do not dare to enter. As long as we eliminate the Mirror Demon King, we can create our own tribe in this land? "
With these words, the eyes of the remaining barbarians present shone brightly. They were extremely tempted.
To create their own tribe, to have their own protection, this was the dream of all exiles.
"Create your own tribe, dream on!" A demon commander said: "There are only a few people here, only ten people. You want to create your own tribe with just these few people?"
With these words, everyone's heart turned cold.
That's right, any tribe needed people. A mere ten people could only be prey, they could not create their own tribe.
"More than ten people." Lan Ling said loudly: "Behind me, there are more than a thousand people, or even a few thousand people. I have an army."
"Impossible …" the demon commander said: "What is your identity? Why do you have your own army? If you have your own tribe, why do you want to create your own tribe? If you don't have a tribe, you can't have an army. "
"The foreign army of the Chimera tribe." Lan Ling said loudly: "Do any of you know Sumoto? That is my uncle, he has a foreign army of more than a thousand people living in the Chimera tribe. I will lead this foreign army of more than a thousand people to establish our own tribe in this territory. "
Lan Ling noticed that seventy percent of the people present were near-humans, so he said again: "And our tribe, will be called the Flame Demon Tribe!"
The Balrog Empire was the motherland of all near-humans. The Flame Demon Emperor had created this powerful empire more than three thousand years ago, protecting all the near-humans in the Savage World.
That was the most glorious, safest, and happiest time of the near-humans.
"In the Savage World, we are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Those who have survived are the experts of the near-humans. We should unite, build our own tribe, and protect the near-humans who are exiled everywhere. " Lan Ling said loudly: "The Flame Demon Emperor once came here, so this is the starting point for us to restore the glory of the Balrog Empire."
"Are you willing to immerse yourself in this pitiful illusion? Or are you willing to return to reality to struggle, to kill, to fight? "Lan Ling said loudly:" In this pitiful illusion, can you have children? Can you carry on the family line? "
"No …" Lan Ling roared, "My compatriots, wake up! For the sake of our Flame Demon Empire, for the sake of a place of protection for our descendants, let's return to reality and fight once more!"
"Now, let me kill this Mirror Demon King, seize this fifty kilometer territory, and become the starting point for our Balrog Empire!"
With that, Lan Ling stood up and walked step by step towards the Mirror Demon King on the throne.
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