World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1195 - 534: Du Yan kneels and begs for mercy! Lanling miracle! _2

Chapter 1195: 534: Du Yan kneels and begs for mercy! Lanling miracle! _2

Lanling had already conquered their hearts.

This time, Lanling once again created a miracle, enough to make all the brothers of the Foreign Tribe Army look up to him in admiration and worship!

Making such a person the future great leader of the Foreign Tribe Army is the most perfect result.

...

But...

The people of the Chimera Tribe were very dissatisfied at this time. Why, at the last moment, did Lanling not chop off Du Yan’s head? It simply ruined their excitement.

However, they still enjoyed watching this duel.

They originally thought Lanling was certain to die, even to be killed instantly.

Unexpectedly, it was a one-sided crushing, with Lanling slaughtering Du Yan?

This reversal made them enjoy it even more.

As for Lanling and Du Yan, both are people of the Foreign Tribe Army. And Du Yan was the number one young master in the Chimera Tribe, which meant that the first and second young masters of the Chimera Tribe were both from the Foreign Tribe Army.

The Chimera Tribe people cannot think deeply about such complex thoughts yet.

Because in their hearts, foreign dogs are not worthy of being human, not worthy of envy.

...

"I announce, Lanling becomes the heir to the great leader of the Foreign Tribe Army." Chief Constantine raised Lanling’s hand high and shouted loudly.

However, outside of the Foreign Tribe Army brothers, no one cared.

The people of the Chimera Tribe had already dispersed, chaotically, with the feeling of birds and beasts scattering.

No one cared about Lanling succeeding the Foreign Tribe Army, no one cared about Lanling’s honor.

They were just full of dissatisfaction with not killing Du Yan at the end; the show was already over.

"Dog bites dog, two mouths full of fur, indeed splendid!"

"Yeah, too bad pretty boy Lanling chickened out at the last moment and didn’t chop off Du Yan’s pretty boy head."

"Truth be told, neither of these pretty boys is a good thing."

As the people of the Chimera Tribe dispersed, they continued to comment and criticize.

This reminded Lanling of ancient Rome.

The Roman Empire conquered most of the Eurasian continent and captured many prisoners.

Many warriors from foreign tribes, after their country was defeated, became slaves and were sent to the gladiator arena.

These warriors were perhaps very brave, capable of defeating ten or a hundred men.

In terms of martial prowess, some slave gladiators even surpassed all the soldiers of the Roman Empire.

But in the eyes of the Romans, these people were still slaves, no different from livestock.

No matter how fierce a gladiator was, he was merely an animal for Roman entertainment.

Lanling and Du Yan were no different at this moment.

Even though the Chimera Tribe people’s status was far inferior to the Romans,

the long-standing disdain had made the Chimera Tribe people not see Lanling and Du Yan as equals.

In the Barbaric Wilderness, might was supposed to be revered. Lanling created miracles on the battlefield and in this duel, he should have been able to win the hearts of these Chimera Tribe people, should have been able to garner their respect.

But he didn’t!

In their eyes, no matter how brave or strong Lanling was, he was still a humble foreign dog. Just as lions and tigers are fierce, they are ultimately livestock.

Aside from the Foreign Tribe Army, the Chimera Tribe people did not care about the miracles Lanling created nor his honor.

They came to watch him perform, just like watching dog fights or snake fights, seeking something bizarre and bloody!

And Lanling merely satisfied their desire for the bizarre, not for blood.

...

Lanling watched the dispersing Chimera Tribe people with not a shred of victory joy in his heart.

Previously, he hoped to conquer these people through his miraculous performance, hoping to rise within the Chimera Tribe and become the tribal chieftain.

It now seemed like such a ridiculous idea.

Lanling had greatly overestimated their vision and generosity.

The long-standing disdain and contempt had made the Chimera Tribe people look down on the Foreign Tribe Army from the depths of their hearts, even if Lanling was strong and excellent, he was considered a second-class citizen in their eyes.

This is just like during the Yuan dynasty, a Han Chinese, regardless of how excellent or outstanding, was worth no more than a donkey.

So, it’s very simple to earn the respect of the Chimera Tribe people!

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill five thousand, leave only a thousand, let the fear in their souls drive out the contempt in their bones, and then you can earn their respect.

Lanling coldly watched the dispersing Chimera Tribe people, losing his last shred of hope for them.

...

"Come on, drink with me." Constantine patted Lanling’s shoulder, his tone warm, but his gaze was icy cold.

Lanling realized that the real danger had come!

He was too outstanding; Constantine could no longer tolerate him.

If before, Lanling only needed to betray Suo Mo and completely pledge allegiance to Constantine to survive.

Then now, Constantine had to kill Lanling no matter what.

Because Lanling grew too fast, perhaps in two years, his cultivation would surpass Constantine’s.

For some people, being too outstanding is original sin!

For some people, as long as you are stronger and better than them, you deserve to die!

Suo Mo stepped forward and said, "Chief, Lanling hasn’t returned home for a long time; his daughter must miss him greatly."

Constantine said, "Old friend, what are you worried about? Would I do any harm to Lanling? He is a heaven-sent talent for my Chimera Tribe."

Then he directly embraced Lanling and walked towards the Chieftain’s castle.

Dozens of tribal Samurai instantly surrounded Lanling and Constantine, separating them from Suo Mo.

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