Ark, they don't revolve around you

"You think you've avoided my eyes and ears, but I've always been very sensitive to strong people, so I followed Xuantie all the way."

Zhuang Ning smiled and said, "Go on, don't waste your time. I want to know what you have prepared to deal with the knight you despise so much, Mr. Citizen."

Kane's throat went dry and his hands clenched into fists.

The heavy pressure pressed down on his head, making him dare not raise his head, but he still tried his best not to appear too out of control, and whispered: "This is the most powerful monster in ancient times."

"He has the power to defeat the Silver Spear Pegasus alone."

"Your Excellency the Demon King." Here, the man suddenly made up his mind, his eyes were like torches, "I want to be attached to you!"

"I said no surrender." Zhuang Ning's eyes narrowed because of his smile. "Besides, don't you believe that the knight in your coffin can defeat me?"

"As a businessman, I can accept big bets, but a win-win situation is what I seek!"

The leader of the Business Union gnashed his teeth and said, "What I hate most are those knights who hold on to power and are unwilling to give it up."

"They have controlled this country for a thousand years. Why should they give it to you?" Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows.

"Because in fact, we are more advanced and we can make life better for the people of Casimir!"

The man argued, "Have you seen Colombia, sir? Colombia doesn't have much heritage, but the food wasted in their cities in a year is enough to feed the entire Bolivar!"

"This is the advantage of business, the advantage of the market, the advantage of technology, and the advantage of freedom. Casimir, who is completely free from the constraints of knighthood, can completely replace Colombia in this aspect. Those decadent countries, Victoria, Letania, and Ursus don't understand. This is capital!"

"Go on?" Zhuang Ning became interested.

The man's eyes lit up. "Without the knights, the tentacles of the Business Federation can reach all of Casimir. We can recruit more outstanding talents, and market competition will bring better products and services!"

"And you can lead us. The unknown technology in your hands can shine brightly in Casimir, Demon King!"

"I'm not interested."

"If you want to judge mortals, you can do so. After all, they are just worker ants attached to the waves. It doesn't matter if there are more or fewer of them." Kane said in a deep voice.

"You were earlier extolling the virtues of commerce."

"This is the advantage of business, sir." The man behind the scenes, who called himself a citizen, said calmly, "In fact, with the advancement of technology, even a little bit of blessing flowing from our fingertips is supreme luck for those mortals who do nothing."

"After the Victorians created the Originium Engine and the concept of the market, didn't their lives become better? They had more abundant food, entertainment, intercity networks, and knight competitions!"

The man's sneer did not conceal his contempt, "They can even approach the knights who used to look down on them!"

"This is their happiness, Demon King. You understand these principles better than me, right? Work creates value, and entertainment makes life enjoyable. This is what we, the Business Federation, give them, not those ridiculous knights!"

"So, you want to invite me to expand your theory?" Zhuang Ning's expression became more and more strange, and he couldn't help laughing. "What a great blueprint. To be honest, among all the people I have come into contact with, few have such ambition as yours."

"Capital means expansion. Casimir's only enemy is Colombia." Kane leaned forward devoutly. "Devil, do you agree with me?"

"You're a very good speaker." Zhuang Ning's smile became increasingly cold, "But I don't like it."

"Why?" A look of disappointment appeared on Kane's face.

"Do you need a reason?" Zhuang Ning shook her head quietly, "I just don't like it."

"But even if you really own the whole world, you still need someone to carry out your will. Apart from us, do you want to choose the knight?"

"Compared to the knights, you are indeed an improvement. No one can deny that."

Zhuang Ning sneered and repeated word by word, "But I don't like it."

"So cut the crap, I don't care."

Under the tremendous pressure, Kane's knees bent and he pressed them to the ground as if he was surrendering.

Then, his entire back was bent and he was prostrating himself.

"After all, no knight or merchant has the right to negotiate with me, Mr. Citizen."

"The only power you have is resistance." The voice became indifferent. "Now, start your plan and show me the surprise you have prepared for me."

"You lunatic!" Kane lost his composure and started to curse, "You devil! You are worse than the knight!"

"You will die. I will kill you and all the knights, leaving only the gladiators for spectators!" The merchant actually began to crawl, climbing up towards the coffin little by little. "And you, Demon King, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

He was like a rusty robot, taking out a bottle of blood from his waist.

"Cyril Linguang's blood?" Xuan Tie muttered instinctively, "You actually did such a thing."

"Cyril Linguang is a ridiculous citizen of God. His son and granddaughter are both equally ridiculous and incompetent!"

In a stiff movement, the man slowly dripped blood onto the armor.

He let out a sinister smile, raised his head, and stared at the Demon King fiercely: "You are just the king of the Sarkaz."

"But what can the Sarkaz do? They were still defeated by the God's people!"

Zhuang Ning yawned in boredom: "Can you start soon? I really don't want to listen to your nagging. You are just a god's subject."

"These are not the people of God!" A madman appeared on the man's face. "These are the descendants of the man who freed us from the people of God."

"That great nightmare, the one who killed the spirits and never lost again, Harandu Khan!"

"And I prefer to call him, Nightmare Khan!"

In an instant, the sound burst out.

It is like the collision of metal and iron, and thousands of horses are silent. It is so magnificent that it reminds people of the battlefields in ancient times.

There are countless war horses running on the plains, carrying black armor, and on the armor is the invincible monarch, the emperor who should ride on the world!

Xuan Tie was stunned.

In his guess, the person in the coffin should be the former leader of the gods and people, the golden Pegasus with golden blood flowing in his veins.

However, what was wrapped in this armor was actually a nightmare!

"How can I borrow the power of the knights? How can I borrow the power of Pegasus?!" Kane kept mocking, "Are they worthy?"

"The body in this coffin is the descendant of the Khan."

"That terrifying being who was not a god, destroyed countless nations along the way and turned the world into his pasture, but even so, he was still not satisfied."

"Nightmare's nature is to spread fear. He is not satisfied and wants to fight. So he led his Qiexue warriors to the north of the hollow in the tundra, thinking that he could chop off the head of the evil demon like before!"

"But Harandu Khan failed. They did not return. The invincible Khan disappeared in a country with only darkness!" The man sighed, "Is this the path of a hero?"

"After the Khan disappeared, his empire immediately fell apart and disappeared."

"It is their custom as a grassland people to leave their property to the youngest child. The grassland where the Khan lives is what we now call the Casimir Plain."

"After the Khan collapsed, the Pegasus attacked immediately and destroyed the little Khan that Keshig was protecting."

"The hateful Lin Guang killed the little Khan in the end, but he admired his martial arts and thought he should enjoy the courtesy of a knight, so he buried the little Khan with the best treatment."

"You know what? According to records, there must have been tens of thousands of horses trampling over the sealed mausoleum!"

"This is Casimir's highest honor, and also a sign that the Dread Khan has awakened from underground!"

"But they were wrong. The engineering team of the Trade Union still dug out the mausoleum. Although this descendant of the Khan died, his father still protected him and allowed him to smash the knight to pieces once again!"

The whispers faded into the darkness.

In the silence, the armor made a harsh sound.

The resurrected descendant of the Khan walked out of the coffin, and as he walked, the armor on his body fell off and turned into dust.

The mask shattered, revealing a still childish face. The dead eyes slowly opened, red as blood.

As the son of Khan, he is indeed just a child.

As the son of Khan, he is also a warrior chosen by destiny, destined to ride on the emperor of the world!

Zhuang Ning became even more curious. "Even if you wake up this little guy, he is not Nightmare Khan after all. His power is still weak. Why do you think he can defeat me?"

"Khan left a legacy to his descendants." Kane said calmly, "So he is not dead. Tianma thought he had killed him, but the spirit of nightmare put him in a state of suspended animation. For thousands of years, he has been immersed in a nightmare."

"These nightmares hollowed out his thoughts, so I didn't dare to wake him up rashly, because that would make him go crazy and kill everyone."

"But the nightmare also made him extremely powerful. The successor of Harandu Khan must be the most powerful warrior of the same era!"

"Now, he just lacks a little food and a little...fear."

As soon as the words fell, a thunderous roar came from the ground.

Zhuang Ning knew that this was an explosion of huge scale, which spread directly underground.

Kane also pressed the headset: "Let's start planning."

"Rose Press was born for this moment."

In an instant, windows popped up on countless television and computer screens in this city with a population of millions.

In the picture, the devil Zhuang Ning stands high in the sky, looking down quietly.

With a wave of his hand, he cut off thousands of heads. He walked in the city like the most indisputable monster!

"It will take a great deal of fear to fully awaken this new Nightmare Khan."

"I have never been able to do this, but, thanks to you, Demon King."

"No, Doctor, thanks to you for coming to Casimir."

"Thanks for spreading fear in Terra for the past month!"

"I finally figured out how to keep this Khan well fed!"

The sound of explosions continued, one after another, causing the buildings to shake.

The flames were blazing. The host on the screen in the square looked anxious and shouted angrily: "This is all the work of the Demon King. The Demon King is slaughtering people in the Great Knight Territory. Citizens, please evacuate immediately!"

"I repeat, the Demon King is slaughtering people in Casimir, and we are powerless to stop him!"

"None of the Pegasus of the Silver Spear survived, and the Tournament Knights were completely wiped out. Citizens, Casimir is about to be destroyed!"

"And all this is because of the Devil!"

At this moment, countless people screamed in terror.

After realizing that he might become the target of slaughter, fear erupted like a volcano.

He is truly worthy of being the man who claims to have Casimir in his hands. The owner of Rose Newspapers knew the most terrifying side of the media from the very beginning.

Spread fear.

So, he had been preparing since more than twenty years ago, when the coffin of the Nightmare Khan's son was excavated.

Only at this moment does it take root and sprout.

The disordered black torrent went completely crazy and poured into the Khan's body.

The emaciated body, which was left with only bones, came back to life in the blink of an eye. Its nose twitched slightly and it ate with relish, enjoying the fear that swept across Cavaleliaki!

The gravity that had held Zhuang Ning in his direction towards Kane disappeared, and the man looked at Nightmare, who was feasting on his meal, tenderly with eyes like those of his beloved son.

He raised his finger, pointed it at the black iron, and said:

"If eating fear alone is not enough, here is another meal."

"Eat him, my Nightmare Khan, you are destined to be the emperor of the world."

Yes, how could an ambitious man like Kane allow anyone to share his power?

Whether it is Xuantie or the Demon King, they are just stepping stones to a higher position.

Although he is still unable to completely control the son of Harandu Khan who has been sleeping for a thousand years, it is enough. Take it slow, there will always be a chance.

Now we have to crush all the enemies in front of us first!

"Kane, you--" Xuantie bit his lip and drew blood.

He drew his bow, and at some point in his hand he held a large black iron arrow. The arrow whistled like thunder and hit the Khan's chest directly, enough to split mountains and rocks!

But the hand, which still looked tender and fragile, as if it would break if bent, easily grasped the spear-like arrow.

The young Khan noticed his enemy and raised his hand.

His hands were exceptionally white and slender, and beneath his long black hair were a pair of eyes that flashed with crazy anger.

At this moment, the Khan opened his mouth and uttered a broken word.

That is an ancient grassland language, meaning, "death"!

So Xuan Tie, who originally wanted to escape, was stunned, as if he saw thousands of nightmares floating before his eyes.

Nightmare Khan has hundreds of children and calls himself the Red Gold Family. This man has the blood closest to his. Just as Kane said, he should be the emperor of the world!

Xuantie walked towards the Khan with erratic steps and lowered his head.