CHAPTER 1596: CHAPTER 706: RECRUITING A MILLION TROOPS! THE CROWN PRINCE BREAKS WITH HIS FATHER!

Why must it be this way? Why must he act like this?

The Rakshasa King said, "Crown Prince, honestly tell me, in your heart, is the position of Crown Prince so worthless?"

"Of course not, I value the position of Crown Prince greatly," said the Rakshasa Crown Prince, "However, whether I can keep it is another matter entirely."

The Rakshasa King said, "If you don’t self-destruct, no one can take your position as Crown Prince."

The Little Rakshasa King said, "I’m not saying you want to dethrone me, but... the future of the Demon Alliance. In the first scenario, our Rakshasa Tribe is annihilated, then the position of Crown Prince holds no meaning. In the second scenario, the Rakshasa Tribe surrenders and becomes a vassal to the Tiancha King, then the position of Crown Prince is worthless to me!"

"Insolence, insolence, insolence..." The Rakshasa King flew into a rage, slapping the Crown Prince so hard he was sent flying.

However, the Little Rakshasa King’s body landed steadily, kneeling on the ground.

"You, do you dare curse me? Do you dare curse the Rakshasa Tribe?" The Rakshasa King shouted sternly.

The Little Rakshasa King (Crown Prince) calmly said, "I didn’t mean it that way, I was merely speaking the truth."

At this moment, the doors of the main hall were suddenly thrown open. Prince You Ming, Elder Mokan, and the Sky Demon Banner Master rushed in, kneeling before the Rakshasa King.

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty, please calm your anger..." Elder Mokan and the Sky Demon Banner Master desperately kowtowed.

Prince You Ming hurried forward, lightly patting the Rakshasa King’s back, soothing his chest of anger.

The Rakshasa King felt a wave of warmth, indeed, this son was considerate.

"Father, calm your anger, calm your anger, Crown Prince Brother did not mean it that way. It was just words escalating words, a careless remark!" Prince You Ming anxiously said, "Crown Prince Brother, please quickly apologize to Father, retract your previous words. The position of Crown Prince is the position of the heir, it should not be joked about lightly."

The Rakshasa King remained silent.

Elder Mokan said, "Crown Prince, just give in, admit your error to your father, and then act as if none of this happened today."

The Sky Demon Banner Master said, "Your Highness, please admit your error to His Majesty, then agree to obey the King’s order not to send troops to support the Dichacha Defensive Line. Let’s move past this, the position of crown prince is the foundation of the Rakshasa Tribe, how can it waver so easily? The notion of replacing the Crown Prince must not be mentioned again!"

Prince You Ming also knelt down, saying, "Crown Prince Brother, quickly admit your error, quickly apologize to Father, and let him retract the order. The position of Crown Prince, I dare not even think about it, please do not put me in such a dilemma."

The Little Rakshasa King knelt straight on the ground, looking towards Prince You Ming, then at Elder Mokan, then at the Sky Demon Banner Master, and slowly said, "Anyone can act, but it depends on whom you’re acting with. You Ming, Mokan, Sky Demon Lord, in the past I wouldn’t mind acting with you, but with the battle imminent, I won’t act anymore. I don’t esteem you, I disdain acting with you. I know what you want, and I will give it to you now!"

At these words, Elder Mokan, the Sky Demon Lord, and Prince You Ming’s expressions drastically changed.

It was completely a slap in the face, the Rakshasa Crown Prince’s disdain, that arrogance, was utterly blatant.

They knew the Crown Prince was proud, but they didn’t expect him to tear the facade so bluntly, so directly expressing his disdain.

There was absolutely no room for maneuver.

Even the Rakshasa King felt a sense of shock, his limbs trembling.

The Crown Prince’s words, even implying a complete future purge.

To tear away masks like this meant that unless the Little Rakshasa King failed, he could not ascend the throne.

If he ascends the throne, he would certainly purge You Ming Prince, eradicate Elder Mokan’s entire clan, and annihilate the entire Sky Demon clan.

After these words, there would be no peace between both sides.

The Rakshasa King at this moment felt hatred, for how politically immature could this Crown Prince be? To do such things as publicly tearing away facades, how foolish, how ignorant.

"Ignorance, absurdity, arrogance..." The Rakshasa King said sharply, "Crown Prince, how dare you speak such words to your uncle, to your uncle the Sky Demon Lord?"

The Rakshasa Crown Prince, while writing a military pledge, said, "They were the first to tear the facade, first to stab me in the back, does Father still expect me to maintain a facade with them? Father, our Demon Race has not yet risen to the level of playing politics like the Human Kingdom, our system doesn’t fit."

Saying this, the Rakshasa Crown Prince already finished writing the military pledge.

It was written very clearly, if the Demon Empire’s united front did not attack the Dichacha Clan, it represented the Rakshasa Crown Prince’s strategic failure, he would voluntarily resign from the position of Crown Prince, yielding to others.

Once completed, the Crown Prince stamped it with a seal, biting his finger to leave a blood imprint.

With this, the military pledge took absolute effect; once the Demon Empire united front didn’t attack the Dichacha Clan, the Little Rakshasa King must abdicate to Prince You Ming.

"Father, your son takes leave now." The Little Rakshasa King kowtowed and then turned to leave.

Holding this military pledge, Prince You Ming felt a sense of triumph, Elder Mokan and the Sky Demon Lord’s resentment was also filled with satisfaction.

Finally, they obtained this.

Yet the Rakshasa King’s heart ached deeply, he truly did not wish for this situation to occur.

Even though he resented the Crown Prince for not being closer, this son was always his pride, his most beloved child.

In his mind, the best successor had always been this proud yet excellent son.

And now, how could he be forced to abolish this outstanding son?

Suddenly, the Rakshasa King cried hoarsely, "Crown Prince, in this lifetime, can you never bow your head? Never compromise?"

"It depends on who, and on what matter," said the Little Rakshasa King.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son, rebellious son..." The Rakshasa King shouted sternly, "Get out, get out, get out of my sight..."

Prince You Ming hurriedly knelt and soothed the Rakshasa King’s chest, saying, "Father, calm down, calm down... Do not take Crown Prince Brother seriously, he is just like this, such a person..."

Suddenly, the Little Rakshasa King turned around, pointed at You Ming, and said, "You Ming, you can replace me, but don’t speak about me from your mouth, you don’t understand what kind of person I am."

These words indeed caused Prince You Ming’s vision to blur, nearly fainting.

He, he had never been subjected to such a great humiliation.

The other party so despised him, not even allowing him to mention his name, such disdain... only blood can clarify.

A boundless hatred surged in his heart.

Prince You Ming vowed again and again to dismember the Little Rakshasa King, to slash him to death, to torment his wife a hundred times, to use the most vicious methods to get back at him.

...

The world of the eternal curse.

What kind of world is this?

It is a monochrome world, that of an eerie green.

Green represents life, it represents vitality.

But green also represents the color of ghost fire, it represents fear, it represents You Ming.

This world before his eyes, all that can be seen is this eerie green, this dim green.

The world here is a chaos, indistinguishable between sky and earth, even air is indiscernible, an endless expanse of void You Ming green.

Upon entering this world, Lanling’s heart stopped, his pulse ceased.

So where is the Ghost King Empire’s million strong Forbidden Army?

Where is the undying million-strong army?

They are right before him, everywhere.

Countless people are slaughtering, countless are committing suicide, countless are going mad.

Everywhere blood splatters, everywhere broken limbs fly.

Everyone, is brutally killing themselves, or their enemies.

Splitting themselves in half, splitting their enemies in half.

Live ripping open their own chest, pulling out their own heart!

Mad slaughter, this undying army, is crazily slaughtering.

Lanling gazed at the boundless immortal army, shouting loudly, "Where is the Ghost King Empire’s Imperial Guards? By the order of the Ghost King, I command you to come and pledge loyalty to me!"

With that, Lanling raised the Ghost King’s ring high!

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