"Lan Ling has won a great victory, and Celestial Demon Monarch's army has been wiped out …" The Netherworld Prince repeated it word by word.
Meng Tuoluo shuddered.
Then, she instinctively stopped breathing.
Then, everything in front of her went dark, and she felt dizzy, as if she couldn't stand still.
After the news of Lan Ling's victory came, almost everyone had a different reaction.
Elder Mokan was completely doubtful at first. After confirming the news, he immediately vomited blood and fainted.
After a short period of shock, the Netherworld Prince immediately calmed down, analyzed the gains and losses, and made corresponding measures.
The Young Rakshasa King was extremely excited, because he felt that his ideal had not been destroyed.
Consort Nishang collapsed on the ground in ecstasy, feeling like she had survived a disaster. She was also the one who was least concerned about the reason why Lan Ling had won. She only cared about her beloved husband.
Princess Sha Yan, in her fanaticism, exhausted the last bit of her energy.
As for Meng Tuoluo, her body was alternating between hot and cold, and she felt dizzy, but she didn't really faint.
Her emotions were more complicated: fear, horror, hatred, and a little regret.
Among these people, who cared about Lan Ling's victory or defeat the most?
Only two people. One was the Young Rakshasa King, because it was related to his belief and the inheritance of his highest ideal.
The other was Meng Tuoluo, because it was also related to her belief.
What did Meng Tuoluo believe in? She believed in herself. She firmly believed that her choice was not wrong, and she was willing to pay any price for it.
However, there seemed to be a voice constantly telling her that her choice was wrong, and her belief was wrong. She was wrong to abandon her fiancé and fall in love with Ji Mengbai. It was also wrong for you to betray Lan Ling and choose the Demon Kingdom.
The most terrible thing for a person was not death, but the complete negation of everything in the past.
Celestial Demon Emperor was a hundred times more powerful than Lan Ling, but he was still wiped out.
This meant that Lan Ling was really the Armageddon Demon Emperor destined by the heavens. That … That meant that she, Meng Tuoluo, had made the wrong choice from the beginning.
The source of her tragedy was not anyone else, not even the world, but herself.
Immediately after, Meng Tuoluo felt a splitting headache. She almost fainted again and again, but she persevered again and again.
This feeling was so painful that he couldn't even faint.
It was truly pitiful persistence and unsuitable stubbornness.
After a long while, Meng Tuoluo finally spoke, "Lan Ling … how did he win? Because he shouldn't have won at all. "
The Netherworld Prince said, "A million skeletons broke through the ground and annihilated the Celestial Demon Monarch's army of nearly two million. And these skeletons were summoned by Lan Ling. "
Meng Tuoluo felt dizzy again. Her limbs were cold and stiff, which further proved the theory.
The so-called Armageddon Demon Emperor was not the hype of the Dragon Temple. Perhaps he was not the useless descendant of the Dragon Emperor. Perhaps … he was the real Demon Emperor?
Meng Tuoluo asked, "Where did this million skeletons come from?"
The Netherworld Prince said, "I don't know. According to my guess, it should be related to the imperial guards of the Ghost King Empire. According to the legend, when the Ghost King Empire was destroyed, a million imperial guards disappeared. As for why they were summoned by Lan Ling, I don't know. "
Meng Tuoluo touched her forehead, found a chair, and sat down.
The Netherworld Prince looked at her and sneered, "It's not too late for you to regret now. According to my understanding of the Crown Prince, if he couldn't tolerate you, he would have killed you long ago. So, if you go and apologize to him now, and show that you won't wander around, he will definitely forgive you. "
Meng Tuoluo trembled …
Yes, could she still turn back?
What was the relationship between the Young Rakshasa King and Lan Ling? If the Young Rakshasa King forgave her, would Lan Ling forgive her?
Maybe he would!
Another choice was placed in front of her. Once she pleaded with the Young Rakshasa King, it would be a kind of regret, and she would have to turn back.
If she persisted to the end and continued to stand on the Netherworld Prince's side, she would never regret. She would walk down the path she had chosen without hesitation.
Meng Tuoluo wavered a little.
Because this might be her last chance, the last chance to change her fate?
Then, if Meng Tuoluo chose to apologize to the Young Rakshasa King at this time, what would be the result?
The Young Rakshasa King would easily forgive her.
It wasn't because he had no principles, but because Meng Tuoluo was an insignificant person. Her only use was as a chess piece for Princess Na Xue. That's right, a chess piece. She wasn't even the bridge between Princess Na Xue and the Young Rakshasa King.
Lan Ling regarded the Young Rakshasa King as his only confidant, and he felt even more indebted to him.
Once the Young Rakshasa King forgave Meng Tuoluo, Lan Ling would certainly forgive her without hesitation.
So, it was really very simple for Meng Tuoluo to redeem herself. She just had to go and apologize to the Young Rakshasa King.
However, once she chose to apologize to the Young Rakshasa King, she would be turning back, and it would be a complete negation of all her previous persistence.
This was equivalent to telling herself that her previous choices were wrong, that she was wrong to abandon her fiancé, that she was wrong to choose Ji Mengbai, that she deserved all the tragedies she had experienced, and that her tragedies stemmed from her own personality flaws.
It was really harder for a person to completely negate everything about themselves than for them to commit suicide!
To describe it in a very pretentious way, she had to walk the path she had chosen even if she had to kneel.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo repeatedly told herself that she had to walk the path she had chosen even if she had to kneel.
As long as she persisted in walking the path she had chosen, the heavens would take care of her, and she would definitely be able to walk it.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo said word by word, "I will definitely not regret the path I have chosen!"
The Netherworld Prince pulled Meng Tuoluo's hand, lowered his head and kissed it, "Sister-in-law Meng Tuoluo, you won't regret it, and neither will the person behind you!"
Subsequently, the Netherworld Prince pressed on, "However, my sister-in-law, there is no hatred without a reason in this world, and there is no love without a reason either. Can I know why you hate Lan Ling so much, and why you can't wait for him to die? In my opinion, your eagerness for his death is far greater than mine. Please tell me honestly, what secret do you have with Lan Ling? Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a huge grudge against him. "
Instantly, Meng Tuoluo fell into a dilemma.
Previously, she had sent out messengers to the human kingdom, hoping to indirectly inform the Dragon Temple that Søren was not dead, and that Lan Ling was Søren.
However, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean.
After the Dragon Temple found out about this secret, it was impossible for them to not react. There was only one result. The informant she had sent out had been killed by the Young Rakshasa King, and she had become an isolated island in the southern wilderness.
So, should she tell the Netherworld Prince that Lan Ling was the World Destroyer Demon Emperor?
…
The Rakshasa Border Palace, the highest command center of the Demon Alliance.
The Rakshasa King sat on the high throne. His personal maid, who was also his most intimate woman, Ying Jun, was gently beating his calf.
The Rakshasa King had his most outstanding wife, who had given birth to the Netherworld Prince with a mysterious woman. He had even violated his sister, the Lady in the Black Cloak, and had his closest maid, Ying Jun.
From this perspective, he seemed to be a licentious and shameless king.
However … the truth was exactly the opposite.
The Rakshasa King was not indulgent in women. The time with the Lady in the Black Cloak was purely an accident, and he was even suspected of being framed.
Moreover, the Rakshasa King's inner defense started to show flaws at that moment. This matter seemed to be constantly telling the Rakshasa King that he was a shameless and disgusting person.
As for the remaining three women? It could be said that the other six Great Demon Kings had at least ten times more women than him.
Even the private lives of the 13 Demon Flag Masters were far more chaotic than the Rakshasa King's.
It was not that the Rakshasa King was not interested in women, but because he was between love and ruthlessness. Every woman he touched, he wanted to possess them completely, physically and mentally, so he had to learn to restrain himself.
Now, he only had Ying Jun, his personal maid, by his side.
Moreover, this woman was actually not very beautiful, but she was the Rakshasa King's most beloved woman. He offered to give her the status of a concubine several times, but she refused. She would rather become the Rakshasa King's personal maid.
A black shadow bowed in front of the Rakshasa King and said, "Your Majesty, the Celestial Demon King lost. The entire army was destroyed, and Lan Ling won!"
After hearing this, the Rakshasa King's expression did not change.
However, Ying Jun clearly felt that his body suddenly stiffened, and the muscles on his legs even twitched, as if he had been whipped.
The Rakshasa King said slowly, "Go on."
He was able to suppress the rhythm of his speech and make himself appear calm. But in Ying Jun's eyes, this was already a loss of self-control and unnatural.
The black shadow said, "Lan Ling's centaur army was very powerful. 20,000 centaurs killed more than 100,000 demon leopard legions, so the so-called legend of three leopards and one horse can stop."
The Rakshasa King said, "Go on."
This time, his tone was much more natural.
The black shadow said, "Lan Ling's performance was even more heaven-defying. He killed more than 10,000 aerial legions of the Celestial Demon King by himself. He had a very terrifying evil technique that could devour the enemy's vitality and energy in the air, then turn them into puppet warriors to kill their former comrades. So even though he was only one person, he could control more and more puppet warriors. "
The Rakshasa King's eyelids twitched. This evil technique was not very useful in a one-on-one fight, but it was really heaven-defying on the battlefield.
"Go on," the Rakshasa King said.
The black shadow said, "Even so, Lan Ling was destined to be annihilated. However, just as his defeat was revealed, he suddenly summoned an army of a million skeletons from the ground. "
"Skeleton legions? A million? "the Rakshasa King said hoarsely, then suddenly stood up.
"Yes, a million skeleton legions broke out of the ground, like the green tide of hell, completely annihilated the Celestial Demon King's army of nearly 2 million in a short period of time," the black shadow said.
The Rakshasa King gasped again and again. This news was too shocking, too shocking!
"Where did this million skeleton legions come from?" the Rakshasa King asked.
"I don't know," the black shadow said.
The Rakshasa King said, "According to your imagination, where did this skeleton legion come from?"
The black shadow said, "If it's an irresponsible guess, then I think they were the imperial guards of the Ghost King Empire."
The Rakshasa King said, "Then why do you think Lan Ling was able to summon this skeleton legion?"
The black shadow said, "It's still an irresponsible guess. Lan Ling once obtained a Resplendent Star Tear, which was also the source of his enmity with Princess Sha Yan. Later, after my research, this Resplendent Star Tear might be related to the Ghost King. Therefore, I think Lan Ling should have obtained some kind of token from the Ghost King, which allowed him to summon this million skeleton legion. Of course, there's another possibility. "
"What is it?" the Rakshasa King said.
The black shadow said, "Lan Ling summoned hell lightning and resurrected the Black Demon King, so … could he be another Iceman?"
"Bloodline mutant? Demon King invader? The sixth Demon King bloodline possessor in thousands of years? "the Rakshasa King said hoarsely.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The black shadow said, "Therefore, Your Majesty is faced with two choices. Kill him immediately while he's not that strong. Or, put him in an important position. "
The Rakshasa King asked, "My old friend, do you think I should put him in an important position or kill him?"
The black shadow said, "This is Your Majesty's decree, this old man dares not speak without permission."
The Rakshasa King looked at his most intimate woman, Ying Jun, and said, "Xiaojun, do you think I should kill Lan Ling, or put him in an important position?"
Ying Jun quickly knelt down and said, "I don't know!"
The black shadow bowed to the Rakshasa King and said, "This old man will take his leave."
Then he turned around and left. When he walked out of the door, his body emitted a thick fog, and he turned into a black vulture and flew away from the Rakshasa Palace.
The Rakshasa King said to Ying Jun, "Xiaojun, you're the person I trust the most. I want you to give me an answer. Should I kill Lan Ling, or put Lan Ling in an important position?"
Ying Jun's kind and delicate face was full of fear. She kowtowed desperately and said, "Your Majesty, I beg you, don't make me answer."
The Rakshasa King said, "What if I want you to answer?"
Ying Jun's forehead was on the ground, and she said, "I've never seen Lan Ling, but I have a feeling that this person can't be tamed."
The Rakshasa King said, "Then kill him?"
Ying Jun knelt on the ground and said no more.
The Rakshasa King reached out and caressed her delicate butt, and said, "You're still the most considerate of me. Whether you're right or not, you're still thinking for me."
…
On the battlefield of the Sky Demon Flag, in the middle of the million-strong skeleton legion.
The energy bombardment in Lan Ling's body was still going on!
Every time, it was like a bomb exploding, madly tempering his veins, his skeleton, his body, and most importantly, his energy heart.
Bombardment after bombardment.
Time passed, second by second.
Lan Ling's body trembled, and the light inside his body even seeped through his skin.
Even the whole ground was trembling slightly.
The sky above the battlefield was originally filled with black clouds. These clouds were brought by the Skeleton Corps. Wherever they were, it was as if the place had turned into hell.
And now, in the middle of the black clouds, there was a mass of blood-red clouds.
Blood-red lightning tore through the dark clouds one after another.
After a whole six hours … all the bombardment finally ended.
Lan Ling's tempering was over, and the advancement of his cultivation was over!
At this moment, Eros said, "My master, there's a huge piece of good news, and a small piece of bad news."
Lan Ling said, "What's the bad news?"
Eros said, "Master is still the same. First listen to the bad news, then listen to the good news. The small piece of bad news is that the energy you've devoured has brought you a very, very big breakthrough. You've already reached the level of a nine-star demon ancestor, and you're only a step away from becoming a demon lord. "
"That's the bad news? Then what's the good news? "Lan Ling asked.
Eros said, "There's still a lot of energy left after you devoured. You can bestow it to anyone, and their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds."
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