World-Ending Demon Emperor

Chapter 1637 - 725: Meng Tuoluo’s Shock, Power Surges!

In grandiose terms, the path one chooses must be finished even if one has to crawl.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo repeatedly told herself that the path she chose, she would finish even if she had to crawl.

As long as one resolutely follows the chosen path, the heavens will favor them, and they will undoubtedly reach the end.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo said word by word, "I will never regret the path I have chosen!"

Prince You Ming held Meng Tuoluo’s hand, kissed it lightly, and said, "Sister Meng Tuoluo, you won’t regret it, and neither will the people behind you!"

Then, pressing closer, Prince You Ming said, "But my sister, in this world, there is no hatred or love without reason. I know, why do you hate Lanling so much, wishing for his death? In my view, your eagerness for his death far exceeds mine. Please tell me honestly, what secret lies between you and Lanling? Otherwise, your resentment couldn’t possibly be this intense."

At that moment, Meng Tuoluo fell into a struggle.

Previously, he sent envoys to the Human Kingdom, hoping to indirectly inform the Dragon Temple that Suo Lun wasn’t dead, and that Lanling was Suo Lun.

However, everything seemed to have vanished without a trace.

After the Dragon Temple learned of this secret, it couldn’t have had no response. The only result is that the informant she sent out had been killed, killed by the Little Rakshasa King, and she had become isolated in the Southern Barbaric Lands.

So, should she reveal to the Prince You Ming in front of her that Lanling is the World-Ending Demon Emperor?

...

At the Rakshasa Tribe’s border palace, the highest command headquarters of the Demon Alliance army.

The Rakshasa King sat on the elevated throne, his personal maid, also his most intimate woman now, Ying Jun, was gently massaging his calf.

The Rakshasa King had his most excellent legitimate wife, and with a mysterious woman, he had the Prince You Ming, even having violated his sister Madam Heisha, and had the closest maid Ying Jun.

This made him appear to be an indulgent monarch.

However... the truth was quite the opposite.

Regarding women, the Rakshasa King was not indulgent, and the incident with Madam Heisha was purely accidental, even having the suspicion of being framed.

Additionally, it was from that moment the Rakshasa King’s internal defense began to show flaws, as if constantly reminding the Rakshasa King that you are a shameless and disgusting person.

As for the other three women? It could be said that each of the other six Demon Kings had women at least ten times more than his own.

Even the personal lives of the Thirteen Demon Flag Masters under his command were far more chaotic than the Rakshasa King’s.

The Rakshasa King was not uninterested in women, but he hovered between sentiment and no emotion. Every woman he touched, he wanted to completely possess, both body and mind, so he had to learn restraint.

Now, only Ying Jun remained by his side as his personal maid.

And this woman was not extremely beautiful, but she was the Rakshasa King’s most favored woman. Several times he wanted to give her the title of concubine, but she refused, preferring to remain the personal maid of the Rakshasa King.

A dark figure bent and stood in front of the Rakshasa King, saying, "Your Majesty, the Demon Lord has lost, the entire army was annihilated, and Lanling won a complete victory!"

After hearing this, the Rakshasa King’s expression remained unchanged.

But Ying Jun clearly felt his body suddenly stiffen, and the muscles in his legs even twitched a little, as if lashed by a whip.

The Rakshasa King slowly said, "Continue."

He could control his speech rhythm to make himself appear calm. But in Ying Jun’s eyes, this was already losing composure and unnatural.

The dark figure said, "Lanling’s Centaur Army is incredibly strong, twenty thousand centaurs killed over a hundred thousand Demon Leopard Legions, so the so-called legend of Three Leopards and a Horse can be laid to rest."

The Rakshasa King said, "Continue."

This time, his tone was much more natural.

The dark figure said, "Lanling’s performance was even more miraculous, he single-handedly killed over ten thousand of the Demon Lord’s Sky Legion. He possesses a terrifying kind of heretical magic that can devour the vitality and energy of enemies in the air, then turn them into puppet warriors to slaughter their former comrades. So despite being alone, he can control more and more puppet warriors."

The Rakshasa King’s eyelids twitched, this heretical magic was not very useful in one-on-one combat but was truly extraordinary on the battlefield.

"Continue," the Rakshasa King said.

The dark figure said, "Even so, Lanling was destined to be annihilated. But just when his defeat was becoming apparent, he suddenly summoned a million Skeleton Legions from underground."

"Skeleton Legion? A million?" the Rakshasa King hissed, then quickly stood up.

"Yes, a million Skeleton Legions, erupted from the ground like a hellish green tide, and in a short time, completely wiped out nearly two million of the Demon Lord’s army," the dark figure said.

The Rakshasa King inhaled sharply again and again; this news was too shocking, too incredible!

"Where did this million Skeleton Legion come from?" the Rakshasa King asked.

"Unknown," the dark figure replied.

The Rakshasa King asked, "In your imagination, where did this Skeleton Legion come from?"

The dark figure said, "If I were to irresponsibly speculate, I would say it was the former Forbidden Army of the Ghost King Empire."

The Rakshasa King asked, "Then why do you think Lanling was able to summon this Skeleton Legion?"