World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1167 - 524: Flame Demon Tribe! The tribe I built!

Chapter 1167: 524: Flame Demon Tribe! The tribe I built!

Among the Mirror Demon King’s thirty-three Demon Generals, twenty-nine wear red cloaks and silver armor.

And the remaining four wear black cloaks and gold armor.

The hierarchy is clear, so there should be accurately twenty-nine Demon Generals and four Demon Marshals.

Lanling has discovered that in this small Demon King empire, anyone with cultivation above Demon Warrior can become a Demon General.

But in the real world outside the mirror.

These thirty-three Demon Generals, though indeed wearing armor and cloaks, their armors are made from branches and their cloaks from woven leaves.

It all gives a truly absurd feel.

With a loud shout, four Samurai Layer Barbarians wielding wooden sticks surrounded Lanling, attacking fiercely from all sides.

Lanling ignored the other three, focusing his great sword only on one.

"Slash..." Lanling’s great sword effortlessly cut through his wooden stick, then grabbed his throat like lightning.

Charging forward, he bit fiercely, crazily sucking blood, turning him into a dry corpse within two minutes.

Meanwhile, the wooden sticks of the other three Demon Generals had already struck Lanling’s back.

Lanling suddenly exerted his powerful force to block them.

A sharp pain surged, but no ribs were broken.

Then, he turned swiftly, grabbing one by the throat.

It turned out to be a woman, a Near-Human Tribe member, quite beautiful.

In the illusion realm of the mirror, she was voluptuous, but in the real world outside, she was frail.

A slight hesitation, and Lanling opened his mouth, revealed his fangs, and bit her neck fiercely, then sucked blood ferociously.

The Near-Human Tribe woman showed a terrified look in her eyes, seemingly realizing the illusion before dying, her world shifting between reality and illusion in her eyes. Hence, she opened her eyes wide in astonishment, opened her mouth, desperately trying to say something.

Lanling threw her aside.

Then, continued fighting, continued to suck blood.

...

Lanling’s cultivation has greatly improved.

Because killing a Samurai Layer Barbarian has become very easy.

However, the Barbarians charging next had increasingly strong martial arts.

Lanling killed the first wave of four Demon Warriors, then killed the second wave, third wave, fourth wave...

A full day and night later!

Lanling killed the sixth wave of Demon Warrior Barbarians.

The battles were no longer easy but increasingly painful.

As enemies’ martial skills intensified, the damage to Lanling became deeply bone-penetrating.

Of course, due to Lanling’s rapid healing and unlimited Bloodline Force Critical Strike, he could still triumph.

But the time needed was increasingly prolonged; the battles drew increasingly close to the limit.

Additionally, his craving for blood grew stronger.

When defeating an opponent, he rushed impulsively, crazily sucking blood. Meanwhile, madness struck with wooden sticks on his head elsewhere.

The force from these Barbarians grew enormous, making Lanling’s skull cracked and fractured countless times.

The Golden Bloodline continuously released energy, aiding wound recovery.

Luckily, the real weapons used by the enemies were wooden sticks, not actual swords; otherwise, Lanling would have been beheaded.

Anyway, the sixth wave of Demon Generals’ battle probably reached Lanling’s limit.

When slaying the final enemy, Lanling briefly blacked out, nearly losing consciousness.

This signified the energy output from the Golden Bloodline was at its limit, unable to keep up with the damage caused by the enemies.

Once the limit’s breached, the only consequence would be Lanling fainting directly.

Should he faint, those Barbarians could easily behead him, leading directly to death.

...

After killing the sixth wave enemy, eight remained.

Four Demon Generals, four Demon Marshals!

These eight were the strongest, especially the four golden-armored Demon Marshals.

"Whiz..." The seventh wave of Demon Generals advanced, surrounding Lanling like lightning.

Taking a deep breath, there was real life-threatening danger this time!

Each wave of Demon Generals had martial arts at least one level above, just now the sixth wave Demon Generals, Lanling already felt their force exceeded Lanling by one level.

So, the skills of these four before him would only be higher.

The sixth wave’s four already marked Lanling’s limit.

From now on, pure martial force wouldn’t suffice; he’d rely on spiritual power.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, one Demon General charged like lightning.

Faster than Lanling, stronger than Lanling.

Lanling gathered vast spiritual power, gazed into his eyes, released fiercely.

Spiritual power critical hit!

However...

His spiritual power was just leaving his eyes when it seemed to strike a mass of copper walls.

"Ah..." Lanling suddenly screamed in agony.

That feeling was like suddenly kicking a wall, toe bones breaking, terrible ripping pain.

"Still employing spiritual power critical hit, take a look, where are you? This is my domain, my empire!" the Mirror Demon King sneered.

Indeed, this was the domain of the Mirror Demon King!

Though merely a mass of energy, a shadow, a stream of consciousness, it lacked real martial force. But it possessed strong spiritual power.