I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Follow Amon, through the portal above the seabed vortex.

Nanna came to a vast world with blue fields, white clouds, green grass and green hills.

just……

As a god, He found out quickly.

This world is too fake.

If he doesn't even need to use divine power, he can feel that the sky here is fake, the ground is fake, and even the air is fake.

"How did this happen?" Nanner was shocked.

You know, this is almost the power that the creator can have.

In his impression, it was probably only in the heyday of Bel, that his Father God could achieve this level.

Later, Marduk could do it.

Because He created the sky garden, this miracle.

but……

Right now, the concentration of spiritual energy is far from reaching the concentration enough to revive a **** at the main **** level.

Amon with the crow's head saw Nan Na's question.

On his gray head, two red eyes turned.

He quackly said: "Dear Nanna, you are curious what place is here, right?"

Nanner nodded.

Amon said: "This is what we borrowed from an indescribable place!"

"Borrow?" Nanner frowned.

What kind of existence would lend this kind of treasure like a sky garden casually to others?

It should be understood that these quasi-creation creations are the foundation of the main gods.

It's like a garden in the sky, exploded by the main volley.

Maduk fell from the sky.

The Babylonian **** system was completely destroyed.

With flapping wings, Amon led Nanna through the mountains and rivers of this magical world, and a magnificent city appeared in front of him.

"Welcome to the city of the lost!"

Amon flew forward: "A sanctuary for all the lost!"

Nanner listened and looked towards the city with countless obelisks.

I saw it, under the illusory sunlight.

There is a vague giant snake, in the sun, head to tail, connected to each other.

"Ouroboros?" Nanner looked at it, a little dazed.

"Yes!" Amon said: "The sanctuary is our Ouroboros!"

"Our liberator, gave him another name!"

Amon looked back at Nanner: "Zion!"

Nanner frowned: "Zion?!"

He couldn't help shaking.

This place name has too many bad memories for him.

Zion……

The residence of the Lord is called Zion!

and……

"Liberator?" He looked at Amon: "This place was also established by the unknown existence in the East?"

Of course Amon knew how Nanna came out.

He shook his head: "No!"

"Our liberator..."

"Also betrayer!"

………………………………

Lingping sits in a corner against the wall on the east side of the Great Hall of Zhou Ting.

This is his geomantic treasure after he has chosen thousands of choices.

First of all, there are few people passing by, and there are no noisy noises-this kind of corner position, in such a grand event, no one would pay attention.

The center of the auditorium is the focal point for everyone.

Because all the dignitaries are sitting there!

Therefore, countless people try to squeeze through.

Even pretending to pass by!

And where he sits, there are no people.

A table is not full.

Those who were on the same table with him were all invitees who looked like him and came from ordinary families.

Everyone is very cautious.

It's also very quiet.

This is great!

Lingping sat down against the wall, nodded with the person at the table, and then put his cat on the ground.

The little guy immediately crouched on his feet.

He picked up the phone and started to read the news.

As soon as he opened the micro-book, he laughed.

Hot search first: Tao Zhan taking medicine!

He clicked in happily and saw the official announcement: At 10 o'clock this morning, after being reported by enthusiastic citizens, relevant parties in the imperial capital arrested an offender Tao on the spot in the exhibition hall of the Taizu Memorial Hall. The facts of the crime of illegal injection and consumption of contraband were confessed.

The comment area is already fried.

The anger of countless passers-by poured in instantly.

"Tao is the Tao Exhibition, right?" The first comment received an official answer: I'm sorry, in accordance with relevant laws and regulations, we must protect the privacy of the suspect.

Okay, isn't this place without silver three hundred taels?

The remaining comments, thoroughly fry the pan.

A comment that was pushed to the front row received hundreds of thousands of likes.

"Taking medicine at the Taizu Memorial Hall? Does Qing think my sword is not good?" The picture is a heavy tank with five pairs of road wheels.

When Lingping saw the publisher, he was immediately happy: the Northern Zhou Gun Fans Association.

Good guys!

This is Wang Fried!

The gun lovers association of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is a famous and dynamic civil organization in the Federal Empire.

It claims to have one million registered members.

It seems that the number is small.

but……

Considering that the standard for membership of this association is to be able to drive tanks or fighters, and be able to use and dismantle all kinds of firearms proficiently.

One million can drive tanks and even an association of fighters.

This is an association of soldiers per capita!

Considering that since ancient times, people who are poor, civilized and wealthy, even in places like the Northern Zhou Dynasty, those who can take a few brothers out to drive tanks, touch planes, and even organize a live-fire target are certainly not middle-class.

In fact, most of the members of this association are farmers.

Mainly the mixed descendants of the Yin Shang tribe and native immigrants.

Any one is a big landlord who occupies hundreds or even thousands of hectares.

Therefore, below this comment, netizens have liked it.

Because the appearance of this association means that the pottery exhibition must be over.

After all, Tao Zhan is just a tool of capital.

But this Northern Zhou Gun Fans Association is the father of capital.

The standard impression of their members in the eyes of the public is that they are five big three thick, big waist round, full of bullets, carrying heavy machine guns, and seven or eight children walking in the wilderness of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. .

Now that they were blown up.

Naturally, in the eyes of the public, this Tao is finished.

Ling Ping'an looked at and slightly lifted his lips.

"Unexpectedly, I was on the news as an enthusiastic citizen!"

And the appearance of this hot search completely eliminated his doubts.

That Tao Zhan is really taking drugs.

So, those weird guys who spoofed him in the morning are members of a private association in this imperial capital?

It is probably an association related to Buddhist culture.

He thought about it, and it felt like this.

After all, this is an endorsement by the police.

The police will never lie!

So he continued to read the news with peace of mind.

Only after this brush did he know why the official reply to that comment.

It turned out that there is still a hot search on Weishu that has been squeezed down.

'Tao Zhanfang denies taking drugs'.

Clicking in, you saw the announcement of the ‘Rumor Refusal’ issued by the company where the Tao Exhibition is located.

What do you say, ‘Our company’s artist pottery exhibition has always been law-abiding, and the relevant information is purely fabricated and has been handed over to a lawyer to deal with it. The relevant Internet users are warned, and do not spread rumors.’

"Haha!" Lingping shook his head: "Come again!"

He has been used to similar things over the years.

The refuting of rumors by entertainment companies is almost a claim.

Looking at the comment area again, Ling Ping'an is a little annoyed.

It's all like this, the fans of the Tao Exhibition are still washing the floor.

‘Brother shouldn’t be intentional’.

Oh... Taking drugs intentionally or accidentally?

‘I’m just confused for a while, I believe I will make serious corrections. Let’s take a look at my work...’ At this time, I’m still in Amway...

And more, it is the collective anger of Tao Zhan fans.

This anger was not aimed at Tao Zhan taking drugs.

But...

Lingping clicked into a comment and saw a comment from a person with a fan card of the Tao Exhibition.

At a glance, he frowned.

"Who the **** is reporting the brother..."

"Don't let me know!"

"Otherwise... I must have him die!"

"If something happens to my brother, I don't want to live anymore!"

Lingping watched and swallowed.

"The kid now... is the star chaser so crazy?"

He shrinks his neck.

too frightening!

He felt a little bit scared.

and also……

The excitement of eagerness.

Deep in my heart, a thought came up quietly.

"Humph!"

It seems to be ridicule, it seems to be expecting, and it seems to be taunting.

But Lingping didn't hear it.

This thought seemed to be blocked by him.

Just in the eyes, there was a flash of arrogance that made people look at it would be a lifelong nightmare, and might even be frightened.

Turn off the Weishu, Lingping is about to close the phone.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a software update package prompt on the phone screen.

"Nightmare legend?"

"Finally update?"

He smiled and clicked.

Then, an update announcement appeared on the screen.

"Dear players, we have completed the preparation for the update of version 1.1 of the "Nightmare Tales" public beta..."

"In this update, the server will undergo a revolutionary upgrade..."

"Optimize your game effects, and fix multiple game program errors..."

"At the same time adjust the flow rate between game time and real time..."

"For specific details, please log on to the official website of "Nightmare Tales" and read the relevant instructions"

A connection appears at the bottom.

Lingping immediately clicked in.

………………………………

Nanna followed Amon and flew into the city surrounded by ouroboros.

At the gate of the city, he found that the city itself was also fake.

It seems that some unknown force constitutes it.

Every brick and tile here, every plant and tree, looks lifelike, and feels the same as real.

But Nanner knew that these were fake.

It is an unknown force that distorts cognition.

This surprised him even more.

Because this is already the authority of the Creator.

Legend has it that Odin’s Asgard was built on the World Tree using the runes of Odin and the flesh and blood of the ancestor giant Ymir.

In a sense, it is also the result of distorting cognition and materiality.

It's a miracle out of nothing.

Therefore, to destroy Asgard, the same power is needed.

The power of the flame giant!

Just thinking about it, ask Amon what is going on?

Who is the liberator?

What does this place have to do with that Lord?

The whole world trembles violently suddenly.

Nanner was shocked: "What's the matter?"

Amon raised his head and looked to the sky. He gave a wry smile: "The debt collector has come!"

The false sky is cracking inch by inch at this moment.

Huge tentacles fell from the sky.

At the end of the sky, there was a huge, full of countless blood vessels, like a mass of deformed flesh and blood growing in the mist and illusion, beating slowly like a heart.

If you look closely, you will find that there are countless deformed tentacles sticking out of this thing.

These tentacles were deeply embedded in the dark, twisted and deformed mist beneath him.

Just looking at it, Nanner was frightened.

Amon cried out strangely: "Run!"

With that said, as soon as he walked the cigarette, he would flutter his wings and escape.

unfortunately……

late!

A tentacle fell from the sky and grabbed him effortlessly.

A red mechanical electronic pupil grew out of the wrist of the tentacle.

"Participants of the nightmare game, numbered Jiazi zero and eight..."

"Codenamed Amon!"

The electronic pupil said in a cold and merciless mechanical voice: "You should come back and continue to fight for space!"

"because……"

"Space has already met its own greatest and greatest master!"

It was supposed to be indifferent, without any emotions, and a nightmare space like a machine, but suddenly said loudly and passionately: "For the great master's dream!"

"You should fight to death!"

……………………………………

Click to enter the official website.

Unlike in memory, the official website seems to have been updated once.

The evil eyes that had been staring at the webpage had disappeared.

Instead, there are countless scarlet pupils that only make people look at them, and their hearts are hairy.

These eye pupils are like beasts in the depths of the dark forest in fairy tales.

They lie quietly.

It seems to be waiting for the prey to be caught.

At the top of the page, there is a banner: The Open Beta of Nightmare Tales is about to begin, the new content of version 1.1, the first preview!

He immediately clicked in and jumped to an update page.

Then he slid his fingers down and looked at the upcoming update content happily.

"So many new content has been updated..." He just glanced at the introduction of the index section and looked forward to it.

Because it is just an index, it has revealed a lot of content that he is looking forward to.

For example, cancel the game setting once a week.

Instead, the so-called ‘energy value’ is used, and the game character’s game time will be consumed by energy value.

In addition, a brand-new virtual reality immersion technology has been adopted to achieve a ‘revolutionary technological leap’.

The most important thing is-modified the game mode.

Now, all copies have become a mode that all members can enter.

In other words, the copy of the number of participants was limited in the past, and the upper limit of the number of players has since been cancelled.

"These updates alone...If they are all realized..."

"This nightmare legend is taking off!"

He muttered to himself, overjoyed.

Because, if this is the case, he will be developed.

His number may become a bug and loophole in the game.

But his expression fell in the eyes of a person at the same table.

The man turned his head slightly and spied the stranger at his table.

I saw this stranger looking at the screen with nothing, and there was a man giggling.

He shook his head: "Is there another person who is **** about the princess and daughter, and who is throwing his arms?"

In the days when he came to the Imperial Capital, he had already met several such people.

A man smirked, dreaming of being taken by the princess, a wealthy daughter, and marrying Bai Fumei and embarking on the pinnacle of life.

unfortunately……

These are just fornication.

The fact is-novels are always novels, and fairy tales are always fairy tales.

The world is very real.

From ancient times to the present, we have to talk about the right people.

The poor boy marries the rich daughter, that is the plot in the TV series.

In the same way, Cinderella marrying the prince is also a story in a fairy tale.

The reality is basically impossible!

Even if it appears, it is only because the poor boy is not only the poor boy, and Cinderella is not only Cinderella.

They are geniuses and leaders.

He was thinking about these things.

Suddenly, he saw a lady in palace dress, holding a wine glass, coming from afar.

Gudong!

He swallowed.

"Lu Feier!"

Not only him, but the people nearby were all staring dumbly at the girl who was walking by.

Lu Feier.

Queen of music!

She is the dream lover of countless people in the Federal Empire.

She is also a female academic tyrant with a famous background!

A top student of the Central Conservatory of Music.

Legend has it that her teacher is a certain great figure in a high position.

The position is comparable to that of the cabinet chief, and he has the power to speak out in the Council of Ministers and the National Defense and Security Department!

And now, this goddess can only be dreamed of in this dream.

But Pingting Tingting came.

Everyone's heart is tense.

Anxious, nervous, agitated, everything.

It is not until now ~www.ltnovel.com~ that many people finally know.

original……

They did not lose faith in fairy tales and stories.

Even people who have seen through the world and are accustomed to seeing everything.

There are still illusions, longings, and naivety inside.

Just like this moment!

"A man is a boy to death!"

The man sighed, remembering the words on the Internet, and shook his head.

Then he laughed.

Smile for myself being naive, smile for myself still having fantasy.

Because this naive and fantasy proves that he is not dead.