However...
Reality is just so tragic. He hid his power all his life, and then... never had a chance to show it.
Because he was ntally hit by huge blows one after another, causing him to be plagued by illness, unable to exert even fifty percent of his power.
...
Gou Li threw Constantine onto the ground, kneeled to Lanling with one knee, and said: "Master, Constantine has been captured!"
Constantine lay on the ground in a wretched state.
He stared at Lanling like a wounded beast, his eyes filled with deep hatred.
"Lanling, you bastard, you’ll die a terrible death! My daughter is the Little Rakshasa King’s concubine; one day the Little Rakshasa King will send a million-strong army to tear you to pieces!"
"Lord Nai Shu has already returned to Rakshasa City. When he cos back, he’ll lead a million-strong army, and that will be your end, hahaha..."
Lanling squinted, almost unable to believe this was Constantine!
Constantine once was so mighty and imposing. Despite being over fifty, he looked like he was only in his thirties.
Now Constantine looked like he was over seventy, already becoming aged and feeble.
He once had great ambition, wanting to beco the master of the entire Silver Alliance.
Now he was as wretched as a holess dog.
From the peak to having nothing, in less than a year!
"Constantine, are you willing to surrender?" Lanling asked.
"Lanling, you vile dog, dream on, dream your impossible dreams..." Constantine cursed.
Lanling asked again: "Constantine, are you willing to surrender?"
Constantine cursed: "Even if I die, even if I am torn to pieces, I will never surrender!"
Lanling asked a third ti: "Asking for the last ti, Constantine, are you willing to surrender?"
"Lanling, you vile dog, kill if you want, I, Constantine..." Constantine’s face twisted, his body trembled, and the words he was about to speak were swallowed back.
Then he looked at Lanling, at Gou Li beside him, at the nearly invincible Centaur Legion, and trembled: "I, Constantine, am willing... willing to surrender!"
Just like that, Constantine knelt before Lanling in incomparable pain, incomparable humiliation, and incomparable disbelief.
No one could understand the pain in his heart!
The over ten thousand mbers of the Chira Tribe were completely stunned, their chieftain just... surrendered like that!
Lanling nodded and said: "Give Constantine a horse and follow to raid the Ankara Tribe!"
Constantine climbed with difficulty onto the warhorse.
At Lanling’s command, six thousand Centaur cavalry and three thousand Fla Demon Tribe cavalry roared out from the Chira Tribe!
Leaving behind the over ten thousand unclothed Chira Tribe mbers on this piece of land!
"From today on, there will be no Chira Tribe in this world! If you don’t want to starve or freeze to death, set out for the Fla Demon Tribe, kneel outside their walls, and perhaps there’s a glimr of hope!" Lanling’s voice echoed over the entire Chira Tribe.
Then, his fierce army charged towards the Ankara Tribe!
Constantine watched Lanling’s back, his mind in turmoil!
But for so unknown reason, since he knelt and surrendered, his ailnts seed to gradually lessen.
The pain of his sickness seed to slowly fade away.
As that saying goes, the worst choice is better than no choice at all!
...
Rakshasa City!
The Little Rakshasa King held a wedding again.
However, this ti’s wedding was held at the Little Rakshasa Royal Mansion, and the wedding scale was enormous, beyond comparison with the earlier concubinage!
The bride, ng Tuoluo, wearing splendid bridal attire, sat in front of a large mirror!
...
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