World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1169 - 524: Flame Demon Tribe! The tribe I built!_3

Chapter 1169: 524: Flame Demon Tribe! The tribe I built!_3

"Boom boom boom..."

The illusion of the palace inside the mirror was once again on the verge of collapse, like the most intense earthquake, ready to crumble at any moment.

At this point, four Demon Generals and four Demon Marshals were already strongly questioning the reality of this world.

Moreover, their majestic armor kept changing continuously, sometimes to silver armor, sometimes to rotten armor woven from branches. Their presence was sometimes imposing and sometimes in a sorry state.

Once you start doubting this illusionary world, it becomes irreparable.

The Mirror Demon King coldly said: "What is real? What is false? What you see is real, so it’s real. You feel pleasure with women, so that’s real. Everything you feel is real, so it’s real."

"On one side is a beautiful illusion, countless delicacies, countless beauties, wonderful power." The Mirror Demon King continued: "And on the other side is the harsh reality, barely enough to eat, precarious survival, wretchedness, and near death. Which do you choose, the delightful illusion or the harsh and ugly reality?"

The Mirror Demon King’s voice was filled with allure.

Suddenly, the world that was on the verge of collapse was once again stabilized.

That’s right, as long as everything you perceive is real, why care about true or false?

In the illusion, they have luxurious houses, countless beauties, endless wines and delicacies, servants like clouds, and countless soldiers.

However, in reality, they don’t even have a piece of clothing or a thatched hut.

Who would want such a reality?

As such, even if it is an illusion, why not, as long as the perception feels real?

Most of the eight people present were convinced by the Mirror Demon King, planning to continue staying obediently in this illusion and become its slaves.

Lanling suddenly laughed loudly: "If you never knew the truth, you could still enjoy it with peace of mind. But you already know the truth; can you still deceive yourselves? When you eat wild fruits, can you trick yourselves into thinking it’s venison? When you drink lake water, can you trick yourselves into believing it’s fine wine? Can you convince yourselves it’s with a stunning beauty when you are clearly alone or just with others? When you didn’t know the truth, it was an incredibly real dream, wonderful and enjoyable. But now knowing the truth, it becomes empty fantasy, daydreaming. Only deeper emptiness and fantasy await!"

Lanling’s words ruthlessly pierced through the truth.

When you’re in a dream, marrying and kissing the dream lover you think about day and night, you feel incredibly wonderful and sweet.

But the dream breaks, returning to reality.

You try to continue unfinished things from the dream, fantasizing about kissing even sharing a bed with your dream lover in reality.

Only boundless emptiness and loss in that moment, because you cannot deceive yourself anymore.

"Even so, I don’t want to go back." Suddenly, a Demon Marshal said: "Even if it’s fake, I’d rather stay here and enjoy it; at least everything I see is magnificent, I’ll never return to the past."

"Neither will I go back; I will never return to reality, it’s scarier, it’s too cruel." Another Demon Marshal said.

Then, the nine present split into two camps.

Four people unwilling to immerse in false illusion, five unwilling to return to awful reality.

The Mirror Demon King tempted: "They are here to destroy your wonderful world, kill them, and you can continue enjoying this incredibly wonderful life."

Immediately, the five unwilling to return to reality fiercely drew false swords and real wooden sticks.

Lanling shouted: "Reality is not necessarily terrifying! We can create our own tribe, no longer be exiled, no longer hunted."

"Your own tribe?" A Demon Marshal said: "Even more daydreaming? Every inch of the Barbaric Wilderness is claimed, every beast has a master. Where can we create our own tribe?"

Lanling said: "Right here, the hundred-mile territory covered by the Mirror Demon King. This is unclaimed land, and around tribes, whether the Chimera Tribe or Ankara Tribe think this is the Death Forbidden Zone, they dare not enter. We just need to eliminate the Mirror Demon King, then we can create our tribe here?"

These words made the eyes of the remaining Barbarians shoot out brightness, incredibly tempted.

Creating their own tribe, having their own haven is every exile’s dream.

"Create our own tribe? In your dreams!" A Demon Marshal said: "There are only a few people here, just ten, and you think such few people can create a tribe?"

These words cooled everyone’s heart.

Indeed, any tribe needs people; mere ten can only be prey, impossible to establish their own tribe.

"Not just ten people." Lanling loudly said: "Behind me, there are over a thousand, even several thousand, I have an army."

"Impossible..." This Demon Marshal said: "What’s your identity? How do you have an army? If you have your own tribe, why create another? If you have no tribe, you can’t have an army."

"Chimera’s Foreign Tribe Army." Lanling loudly said: "Anyone knows Suo Mo? He’s my uncle, has a Foreign Tribe Army, over a thousand, residing in Chimera Tribe. I will lead this Foreign Tribe Army to independence, establishing our tribe in this territory."

Lanling noticed that seventy percent present were Near-Human Tribe, so he emphasized: "And our tribe will be called Flame Demon Tribe!"

Flame Demon Empire is the homeland of all Near-Human Tribe; Flame Demon Emperor founded this powerful empire over three thousand years ago, protecting Near-Human Tribe across the Barbaric Wilderness.

That was Near-Human Tribe’s most glorious, safest, happiest time.

"We Near-Human Tribe in the Barbaric Wilderness are like lambs to the slaughter, those surviving are Near-Human Tribe’s strongest. We should unite, build our tribe, shelter the wandering Near-Human Tribe." Lanling loudly said: "Flame Demon Emperor once came here, so here is where we rekindle Flame Demon Empire’s glory."

"Do you want to immerse in sad illusion, or return to reality to fight, battle, and struggle?" Lanling loudly said: "In this sad illusion, can you give birth, propagate your clan?"

"No..." Lanling shouted explosively: "My fellow countrymen, wake up, for our Flame Demon Empire, for future generations to have a haven, return to battle in the real world!"

"Now let me go kill this Mirror Demon King, seize this hundred-mile territory, be the starting point of our Flame Demon Empire!"

After saying this, Lanling stood up, step by step, walked towards the Mirror Demon King on the throne.

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