Billionaire God of War

Jiang Ning was suddenly reminded of the Demon King's words.

The Demon King had seen Jiang Ning's true colors, and he, too, had a dark side. That side of him radiated a demonic aura, which thrilled the Demon King so much that the demon chose to leave instead of hurting him.

The Demon King's taunting laugh rang in his ears. It was boisterous and boastful-the brazen laugh of a man who had unearthed a priceless treasure.

Is it because he is sure of his victory?

Jiang Ning's face clouded over at the thought of that.

Fear seized Jiang Ning as he watched the images on the water screen. It felt like the catastrophe had already become a reality.

Families falling apart, lost souls wandering aimlessly, children crying, people banished from their hometowns and dying on foreign land...

Jiang Ning shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, no. I can't let this happen, not over my dead body! I can't let this happen!" he swore.

His eyes reddened. Jiang Ning despised losing control of his emotions, but he could not help but get affected by the devastation shown in the images.

He had a high emotional capacity and was normally good at segregating others' feelings from his own, but even he could not stop the raw desolation from seeping into his bones.

you want?" he

Ning was well aware that there was an omniscient presence, who was not

the calling and shirk this responsibility, but it seemed predestined regardless

screen dissipated and the Longevity Pond reverted to

afterward, his feet glued to the ground. Eventually,

he was also shaken to the core by the gruesome scenes shown on the water screen. He would hate to see the collapse

not be even a sliver of compassion left. Even Jiang Ning himself had a diabolical face that lurked beneath

would be the worst of worst if that evil consumed him, which was

were inherently selfish. The Jiang Ning before had nothing to lose-even his life was of no value to him back then.

his mind, Jiang Ning knew that he could not a

human after all. He yearned to protect his own, even at the expense of

acknowledged that it

the end of

be

personality did

Palace. He was constantly solemn and seldom smiled. Clueless about what he had

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