World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1296 - 572: The great war is over! The entire army was annihilated!

Chapter 1296: 572: The great war is over! The entire army was annihilated!

This scene is undoubtedly both extremely bizarre and immensely shocking.

I believe many people will never forget this image for the rest of their lives.

Over twenty thousand people line up, heading towards the death pit, drowning themselves alive.

Even though those at the back see the people in front drown, they still keep jumping in one after another.

In fact, after these people fall into the water, they don’t struggle at all, simply letting themselves suffocate in the water.

Each of their minds is controlled by the Mirror Demon King, and they feel no pain; on the contrary, it’s as if they are in paradise. So even when suffocating in the water, they feel no pain until the moment of death brings a brief moment of clarity.

That brief clarity causes them to struggle slightly, then they die completely.

"Splash, splash, splash..."

Wave after wave of tribal soldiers fall into the death pit.

The brothers of the Flame Demon Tribe were ready for battle and death, but what awaited them was this breathtaking and terrifying scene.

This pit, they couldn’t be more familiar with it.

Building city walls, paving dirt roads, even constructing houses, all required a large amount of soil.

Over a thousand people dug for nearly two months to create this super-sized pit stretching almost a mile.

Later, heavy rain filled the pit with water deeper than a person’s height, so it was abandoned.

Then Lanling ordered the pit to be covered with scaffolding and large branches, hiding the entire pit.

No one knew why this was done; many even thought the chieftain wanted a clean water source, perhaps a large artificial lake.

No one expected that it was to create a death trap.

...

Constantine kept yelling desperately, sending wave after wave of soldiers into the Ghost Realm World, trying to awaken those heading towards the death pit.

However, no matter how many waves went in, not only did they fail to wake the soldiers walking into the death trap, but they also walked into the death trap themselves.

"Come back, come back..." Constantine shouted until he was hoarse.

"Go awaken them, quickly..." He whipped the tribal samurai beside him, ordering them to enter the Ghost Realm World and awaken their soldiers from both tribes.

However, none of the chieftains’ personal guards dared to enter anymore.

Because none of those who went in came back; they all followed into the death trap.

Just like that, Constantine and Alfonso watched helplessly as their soldiers walked into the trap, walked towards death!

Constantine’s heart was not just bleeding; it was utterly torn apart, so much so that he couldn’t even feel the intense pain, only feeling his entire body cold, almost numb.

He fell for it again!

How many times has it been? The third time, or the fourth?

First, he was blinded by Lanling’s gold coins, forcing an early war with the Ankara Tribe, allowing Lanling to lead the Foreign Tribe Army to rebel successfully.

Second, he fell for Lanling’s feint, allowing Lanling to lead the Foreign Tribe Army into the Ghost Realm World and establish the Flame Demon Tribe.

Third, he fell for Lanling’s provocation, sending all his soldiers into the Ghost Realm World, into hell!

Even knowing Lanling’s deceitful and sinister nature, he kept falling for it, repeatedly stepping into traps!

And this time, it truly cut to his heart!

An entire force of fourteen thousand soldiers, completely lost!

This was nearly the entire military strength of the Chimera Tribe, leaving only a bit over three thousand second-tier troops now.

These fourteen thousand were Constantine’s entire capital, now completely lost.

The Chimera Tribe will truly become a place of mourning for every household!

Constantine’s grand ambitions have truly burst like a soap bubble.

He will truly have nothing left.

He just stared blankly at everything, his entire body completely numb, his nerves utterly numbed.

It was some time before he felt a series of heart-wrenching pains.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

Great mouthfuls of black blood spewed forth wildly.

The world spun, and Chief Constantine of the Chimera Tribe fainted directly to the ground.

...

Chief Alfonso of the Ankara Tribe wasn’t much better; he was also furious, desperately forcing the samurai around him into the Ghost Realm World to awaken the soldiers heading for the death trap.

But the result was the same; none of the soldiers who entered came back; they all walked toward death.

Finally, Alfonso lost his senses, attempting to ride into the Ghost Realm World himself to awaken his tribal army.

But he was stopped by Shamaness Yin Ji.

"Godfather, don’t go in; going in means death!" Yin Ji used her spiritual power to awaken Alfonso.

Alfonso’s eye sockets split open, blood streaming from the corner of his eyes.

Fourteen thousand soldiers, all lost!

Originally, he and Constantine conspired to destroy the Wild Horse Tribe, doubling their size in one fell swoop, how proud they were!

He was about to become the most powerful tribe in the entire Silver Alliance; if only he could completely annex the Wild Horse Tribe, he could produce thirty thousand battle soldiers and sweep the Chimera Tribe within three years.

Lanling leading the Foreign Tribe Army was initially an internal conflict of the Chimera Tribe; what concern was it of Alfonso’s?

It was because of the greed for a hundred thousand gold coins that Alfonso was used by Lanling, falling into this gigantic trap. Not only did he fight an inexplicable battle with Constantine, but he was also dragged along by Constantine to besiege Lanling’s Flame Demon Tribe.

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