World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1204 - 537: Rebellion and Independence Step 3! _2

Chapter 1204: 537: Rebellion and Independence Step 3! _2

"It takes half a month," Lanling said.

Constantine roared, "Why?"

Lanling replied, "Because I’m entering the Illusion Realm once more, I can’t guarantee how many times I’ll have to die to reach the top of the Pyramid."

Constantine pondered for a moment and said, "Fine, I’ll give you half a month."

Lanling suggested, "Also, send Ali home, keep her in house arrest, but don’t lock her up in the dungeon."

Constantine’s face twitched, and he sneered, "You’re quite the tender-hearted fellow, alright."

Lanling said, "It’s settled then; in half a month, I’ll give you one hundred thousand Gold Coin."

"Agreed," Constantine said, "Release him!"

...

Before dawn, Lanling was released and returned to the Foreign Tribe Army camp.

Upon returning home, Dina was still awake, sitting at the door waiting, and uncle Suo Mo was also without sleep.

Lanling clearly saw a deep whip mark on Dina’s face, still with traces of blood.

"Did Nini’an do this?" Lanling asked.

Dina nodded and replied, "It will soon disappear, shouldn’t leave a scar, that’s the advantage of being a demon’s offspring."

Lanling said, "For this whip, I will cut off one of her arms."

Then, Lanling caressed her cheek, "Wow, it’s really white, I can’t see any difference between you and human women."

"Oh, stop..." Dina was delighted but cursed jokingly.

Suo Mo remarked, "You both flirt as if I’m non-existent."

Dina quickly ran off saying, "I’m going to heat the food."

Then, only Lanling and Suo Mo were left together.

Lanling said, "Uncle, both the first and second steps went extremely smoothly, we have fifteen days to prepare, once the time is up, we’ll rebel, escape the Chimera Tribe and establish our own tribe."

Suo Mo took a deep breath, "In such matters, even with thorough preparation, discomfort persists. But the arrow is on the string and must be released."

Indeed, the arrow is on the string and must be released!

Lanling said, "Everything will proceed as we have planned!"

At this time, Dina was still inside heating the food, when Du yan’s voice came from outside, "Lanling, the Chieftain has summoned you."

Constantine is impatient, isn’t he? At the crack of dawn, he sent Lanling to the Ghost Realm World to fetch Gold Coin.

Dina rushed out, upset, "Not finished eating yet? I’ll be quick."

"Hurry up, or do you want the Chieftain to wait for you?" Du yan sternly said.

At this moment, he was completely disregarding the opinions of the Foreign Tribe Army’s brothers, for he no longer had any chance to inherit the Foreign Tribe Army.

"Why are you staring?" Du yan scornfully said, "Staring any longer, and I’ll gouge your eyes out."

Suo Mo instantly retorted coldly, "Du yan, what audacity!"

Du yan retorted coldly, "Dear foster father, whatever I’ve become, it was all because you forced me, you caused this."

Suo Mo’s face twitched and he said no more.

The current Du yan, humiliated in defeat by Lanling, has become like a mad dog, biting anyone he encounters.

Seeing Dina nearly crying with sadness, Lanling couldn’t help but pinch her cheek, then bent down to kiss the sweet sleeping little girl’s face.

At this moment, he intensely yearned for the day his tribe would be established.

A tribe truly belonging to him, no longer living under another’s roof, suffering humiliation, lacking freedom, and insecure.

"Uncle, wait for my return, bringing everyone out, to create our own tribe," Lanling whispered, then left the cave.

...

Leaving the Foreign Tribe Army camp, arriving at the Chimera Tribe’s entrance.

At this time, Constantine was already there with an elite cavalry, waiting. With a full one hundred thousand Gold Coin, he’d surely bring his most trusted armed escort.

Moreover, besides himself, he trusted no one; the one hundred thousand Gold Coin had to be personally overseen during its transportation back to his Chieftain’s castle.

This elite cavalry consisted of around eight hundred people.

Besides Constantine, there was a woman on the war horse next to him, a mature beauty with charm, somewhat resembling Nini’an. If nothing unexpected occurs, she should be Constantine’s original wife,

Despite her age making her appear plump, she remained very glamorous, especially with her nearly exaggerated curves, comparable to Turing Si.

Riding on horseback, her curves were daunting, radiating an oppressive force.

"Are you Lanling?" Nini’an’s mother asked coldly.

"Yes, I am," Lanling replied.

Nini’an’s mother abruptly shook the reins, charging her horse towards Lanling.

Lanling’s face changed, attempting to dodge.

However, Du yan’s hand pressed hard on Lanling’s neck, immobilizing him entirely.

The warhorse Nini’an’s mother rode was unlike the others, at least twice or thrice larger, unimaginably fierce and robust, weighing up to three or four thousand pounds. Coupled with the acceleration, this impact’s force was over ten thousand pounds.

"Crack..." Lanling’s ribs were shattered, seven or eight of them, as he was sent flying more than a dozen meters, spitting blood.

Then, the woman turned back, pulling out a whip to beat brutally, seemingly wishing to kill Lanling outright.

It was evident she was venting for her brother Goufu.

"Good, good..." The Chimera Department crowd watching cheered loudly, despite Lanling giving them an extraordinary match yesterday.