World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 468: Episode 248: Zhi Li Spits Blood! The King Bestows a Marriage! (Important)

Chapter 468: Episode 248: Zhi Li Spits Blood! The King Bestows a Marriage! (Important)

At this moment, Zhi Li truly felt as if a thunderbolt had struck him, instantly rendering him senseless.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Duke Turing Tuo kept pushing him on the side.

It took quite a while before Prince Zili seemed to regain consciousness, with sounds once again reaching his ears.

Then, the first thing that surged up within him was disbelief, sheer disbelief.

His army of over a hundred thousand, seventy thousand naval forces, and a thousand ships—a power tenfold greater than Suo Lun’s—could have been commanded by a pig and still won, let alone leaders like Count Tuli Ming and Earl Gui Xingfu.

This battle would have been unwinnable for Suo Lun even with divine assistance.

By now, the Yan Mo’s fleet was drawing ever nearer to the dock.

Zhi Li sneered, "Who are you, to jest with me like this?"

Then, as he gradually made out the face of the man speaking, he saw that it bore a seven-point resemblance to Suo Lun’s, although it was not as pretty but instead more heroic.

"Lord Yan Mo?" asked Zhi Li.

He couldn’t possibly address Yan Mo as "King," because within the entire Human Kingdom, there were only four kings. A leader of the Rock Pirates, in Zhi Li’s view, was not entitled to the title of king.

"It is I," Yan Mo smiled and said, "I’ve seen His Highness Zhi Li."

Zhi Li smiled and said, "I know that Crown Prince Hai Wuyan had invited Lord Yan Mo to join the battle, but going now would probably be too late. The naval battle near Tianshui City should have ended long ago."

Yan Mo said, "Indeed it is too late, because your army of over a hundred thousand allied forces has been completely annihilated."

Zhi Li could no longer contain his anger, "Lord Yan Mo, choose your words carefuly. Do not engage in such pointless actions."

Yan Mo chuckled coldly, not saying another word. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders and then waved his hand, saying, "Come out."

Suddenly, Earl Gui Xingfu and his son, along with A Shi Zhuo, stepped out, and the look on Gui Xingfu’s face was as if he had just lost his parents.

Instantly, Zhi Li felt a jolt in his heart, once again experiencing a bone-chilling coldness, "Earl Gui Xingfu, why are you on Lord Yan Mo’s ship? What’s the situation at Tianshui City?"

Gui Xingfu directly fell to his knees, wailing, "Your Highness, our united forces of four houses, totaling one hundred and thirty thousand with a thousand ships, have all been destroyed!"

In an instant...

A true thunderbolt struck, and Prince Zili’s body once again lost all sensation, going completely numb as his mind blanked out.

Yan Mo could spout nonsense, but Gui Xingfu was not one to lie.

His army of over a hundred thousand... really had been utterly obliterated?

"Impossible..." Behind him, Duke Turing Tuo roared, "You had an army of over a hundred thousand, seventy thousand naval forces, ten times that of Suo Lun. Even if you were pigs and Suo Lun was a god, you wouldn’t have been defeated!"

Zhi Li’s heart trembled.

Indeed, it was impossible. With ten times the military force, defeat would have been difficult, let alone complete annihilation.

Gui Xingfu lay prostrate on the deck, with a weeping voice, "It’s absolutely true, my lord! Suo Lun used himself and the Queen’s Island Fleet as bait to draw us into Devil’s Bay. At the time in the bay, Suo Lun had arranged millions of catties of oil, which, once ignited, set the entire sea ablaze, turning it into hell. Not a single ship could escape."

Zhi Li clenched his teeth and trembled, "It’s impossible... impossible. Even if Suo Lun had bought every drop of fish oil and whale oil, it wouldn’t amount to a million catties, let alone tens of millions. Where did he get that much?"

Gui Xingfu cried, "I don’t know where he got the oil from, but the fire produced poisonous smoke so toxic that within minutes, one would suffocate and die."

Zhi Li was shaking all over, his voice filled with disbelief, "So... are you saying, out of the hundred thousand strong army, only a few of you escaped?"

Gui Xingfu said from the ground, "I don’t know, but it seems to be the case!"

Zhi Li’s heart wrenched painfully, followed by a splitting headache.

At that moment, he was still holding a glass of wine from a few days ago; although it was strong liquor and wouldn’t spoil after a few days, he felt as if even the wine was mocking him.

This glass of wine was meant to wish for a swift victory by Count Tuli Ming and the others, to swiftly conquer the Suo, toasting with Suo Lun’s head.

But now, his army of over a hundred thousand had been totally wiped out.

An army of over a hundred thousand, completely decimated by Suo Lun’s few thousand men...

Is this Suo Lun truly my nemesis?

To lose to him time and again.

Last time, Zhi Ning’s force of thirty to forty thousand was defeated by Suo Lun’s fifteen thousand, losing Tianshui City.

As a result, Zhi Ning had no choice but to bear the responsibility of defeat and was imprisoned.

And now, he, Zhi Li, leading an army of over a hundred thousand, had been utterly destroyed, suffering an even more miserable defeat than Zhi Ning had.

Suo Lun... is he a god?

"Ah... Ah..."

Zhi Li couldn’t help but hold his chest, as the intense pain was unbearable.

Not only that, his head was spinning, and his vision was darkening.

Then, Zhi Li felt a surge within his chest that he couldn’t suppress.

"Pfft... Pfft..."

A mouthful of fresh blood, like a fountain, gushed forth.

And then, feeling dizzy and disoriented, Zhi Li could no longer endure it and collapsed, falling unconscious.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Duke Turing Tuo immediately rushed forward, trying to hold up Zhi Li.

But Li Chenglian was faster; she caught Zhi Li first, pressing her palm against his chest and using her dragon power to dissolve the pain.

At that moment, Duke Turing Tuo realized that he could not see Turing Chen and a few others, so he turned to Gui Xingfu and asked, "Where is my son?"

Gui Xingfu remained silent, giving no answer.

Suddenly, Duke Turing Tuo also felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.