I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingping took the chopsticks and picked up the dishes at will.

The taste is average.

He had already expected it.

That's what the state banquet is.

Clean, hygienic and good-looking is enough.

As for delicious?

People who come here are not for good food.

As long as you look up slightly, you can see the look of the emperor sitting on the throne on the second floor shown on the LCD screens.

The little emperor was the only stranger in Lingping who remembered his appearance.

No way, I grew up watching from childhood.

The real national brother!

It's just that the cute little emperor, who was panicked and watched sitting on the dragon chair in the live broadcast, finally grew up.

There was a slight beard on his lips.

Counting your age, you are 18 years old, right?

The voice of the little emperor also reached his ears through the loudspeaker.

He still speaks the same way, with a stern look, circumflex, and he should have memorized it many times before coming.

The general content is naturally grateful and thankful.

This is also the old rule for two hundred years.

The emperor speaks like this.

Lingping could hear it, a little drowsy, and could only barely cheer up and hold on.

"The son..." Lu Feier said cautiously: "If you are tired, you can actually take the invitation letter and find a lounge to rest..."

Lingping listened and became puzzled: "Can you?"

The other side smiled and nodded.

Lingping shook his head: "That's not good!"

"Let's wait until the emperor finishes talking!"

"Otherwise it would be too rude!"

"Oh..." Lu Feier quietly poured herself a glass of orange juice, drinking the orange juice, her beautiful eyes moved slightly.

This son of spirit is indeed the average teacher explained.

Overall, he is willing to give face.

Such powers really value the face very much!

……………………

The emperor's speech finally ended.

The audience thundered with applause.

On a few tables under the emperor.

The three kings wearing crowns also got up one after another, took their wives and children, and took off their hats.

The little emperor looked weakly at the eldest princess who had been sitting by.

After seeing the look on his sister's face, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest sister is like a mother.

He walked over cautiously, chatted with the three kings, greeted each other, and said something personal to the princes.

Then I came to my sister and asked, "Sister, how am I doing today?"

Li Rouan stroked the white fox in her arms, she chuckled, "Your Majesty has finally grown up!"

"Sister, I can finally rest assured!"

Since Wenzong, the emperor of the federal empire has only one responsibilities externally: to play the role of the Mingjun in the eyes of the people, and the emperor should act as the emperor the people need.

But the current emperor has a natural advantage.

He came to the throne when he was young and grew up under the attention of the world.

The younger brother of a generation.

So, just play the role of a good brother and a good student.

The whole world will be satisfied.

only……

Li Rouan looked at her immature brother, her eyes also flashed unbearable.

Because she knew her brother, the current emperor.

In addition to playing the role of ‘Good National Brother’.

Also shoulder the burden of the extraordinary world!

With the body of a mortal, we must support those two gods!

Even with the help of the emperor and king's qi, life will be lost.

But this is fate.

The fate of heaven!

It is also the price to be paid by the king.

Li Rouan took her younger brother's hand, and the siblings sat down side by side: "After today, brother, you can rest for a few days!"

The little emperor listened, his eyes lit up: "Really?!"

"Yeah!" Li Rouan smiled and nodded: "It's time for winter vacation in advance!"

"Awesome!" The little emperor was very happy: "Then I'm going to play in the water park of the Imperial City!"

"no problem!"

The little emperor was happier.

Li Rouan looked at her, with more compassion in her eyes.

Even the emperor who is rich from all over the world has to study hard like ordinary children.

Because even if it is a mascot, the emperor needs to have sufficient knowledge and insights.

What's more, the emperor of the Federal Empire has never been a mascot.

His existence itself is the foundation that sustains this huge empire.

Ensuring that the trade, personnel, capital, and technological exchanges between the mainland on both sides of the ocean and the Northern Zhou and Southern Zhou are not restricted in any way is the core interest of the Federal Empire today.

The emperor is the ballast stone of this core interest.

The saying that people in Nanzhou often say is: If it weren't for the emperor, buddy would have turned against you, the bird center today!

Therefore, the emperor in the constitutional era had to bear more obligations and responsibilities than in the past.

He must prove to the entire empire: I am still your good son, a king like Yao and Shun.

The picture of the royal brothers and sisters sitting side by side is naturally impossible to be let off by the media.

After approval, several major media reporters who can get close to taking pictures immediately press the button to take a group of photos.

Tomorrow's front page is here!

There is even the title: Heavenly Family Harmony, Sister Kindness and Respect.

With this title and this photo, millions of copies can be sold in the Northern and Southern Zhou dynasties.

Maybe it may break ten million!

Royalists and conservatives like to watch this kind of news most.

And farther away.

The ambassadors and representatives of various countries who were arranged to sit on the margins looked different.

The nations of the world are naturally thunderous with applause and smiles.

No matter how dirty the countries are.

Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness are still the mainstream values ​​that cannot be beaten.

Even in this era of capital flooding, courtesy collapses and happiness.

Because the more so, the more people yearn for tradition, the more they want to go back to the past.

This is also the soil for the growth of conservatives and royalists.

Li and music are bad, and people's hearts are not old.

Therefore, we must call for tradition and morality.

However, the ambassadors and representatives from various countries in Qin and Lu had different looks.

Some frowned, some smiled, some sneered.

There are even people with stark hostility.

The camera captures all their looks.

Zhang Hui looked at all this coldly.

He smiled slightly and remained polite.

At this time, his personal secretary walked up to him and whispered a few words.

Zhang Hui frowned slightly as he listened, "Really?"

"Sure enough!" the secretary replied.

"So..." He stood up and left quietly.

Gently pushing open the door of the emergency passage, he walked into the unmanned passage.

Then, take out a jade charm from his arms.

Arousing spiritual power, the jade talisman flickered.

However, no sound came from it.

"Nightmare space...appears again!" He sighed lowly.

More than half a month ago, the nightmare space suddenly fell into silence.

The intelligence personnel who infiltrated the black guard reported the incident one after another.

Although they could not describe the reason, they could not explain the specific reason.

But rely on indirect, side-by-side and guess what you know.

The black guard judged that the nightmare space is undergoing some unimaginable change.

right now……

This change is finally about to appear results?

"Go!" Zhang Hui said to his secretary: "Go to the governor!"

The nightmare space seems to have nothing to do with reality.

But in fact, they are inextricably linked.

For two hundred years, I don't know how many murderous people have hid in the nightmare space.

What's more, the murderous man who had made people gritted his teeth fell into it.

Moreover, all those who enter it and come out alive will quickly increase in strength.

According to past information, the Nightmare Space claims to be the "Hall of Evolution".

He instructed and arranged the ‘Nightmare Game Participants’ to enter the secret realms and dream realms one after the other, to search for secrets.

Use so-called coupons and skills to strengthen human body and spirit.

It even sells many lost secrets and magical powers.

Heiyiwei has not slackened his research.

It's just a pity, it's hard to get any results.

In reality, there are no technologies that can detect space equipment, medicines, bloodlines and the like.

but……

It's not completely without gain.

The black guard, there are a few generals who rose from that nightmare space.

These veteran generals have contributed the most understanding and cognition of the nightmare space of the black guards today.

But... now, they have all disappeared.

Abruptly disappeared in his room and residence.

The staff, where they disappeared, found a sign they had agreed with the black guard.

That means that these powerful men who have been killed out of the sea of ​​blood in the nightmare space.

Once again captured by the nightmare space.

And this... is a big deal!

Since more than three months ago, the nightmare space has changed drastically.

All intelligence and information cannot be brought out from it.

Zhang Hui already knew that there would be such a day.

If those weird things have power, they must be so!

………………………………

Lingping took the mobile phone and walked into a very well-decorated room under the guidance of a staff member.

"My son..." This young staff member has a very good attitude: "If you have any requirements, you can ring the bell at any time, and we will arrange it for you immediately!"

"Yeah!" Lingping nodded: "Thank you!"

"No hard work!" The other party said goodbye with a smile, and then closed the door for him.

Lingping lay comfortably on a long sofa.

He took the phone and continued to watch the updates of the nightmare legend.

Looking around, he received a text message.

When I opened it, it was a survey answer sheet for Nightmare Legend.

He glanced at the customer survey very well.

"Nothing left or right, just fill in for fun!" He said, leaning on the sofa, filling in each option.

……………………………………

In the gray mist.

One figure after another slowly appeared.

These are the strong men in the past in the nightmare space.

In each body, there are surging spiritual energy.

Arcado stared at the figures.

Some are acquaintances, some are strangers.

However, all of them have one characteristic in common: they were all people who grew up or took shelter in the nightmare space, and then left the space and found a loophole.

Today, one is counted as one,

It was all swept away!

No one escaped!

No one dared to escape!

because……

In the mist, people saw a shadow that was firmly bound by something like silt.

The crow's head is drooping.

The divine power in his flesh and blood is continuously drawn out.

Amon!

The seventh demon **** among Solomon's 72 demon gods.

And at this moment, he was imprisoned by some terrible force.

And with some indescribable technique, extracting his divine power.

He became a battery!

All high-ranking transcendents and gods fear the end most.

Life is better than death!

That means that his future, if nothing happens, will be a sculpture of this space.

A sculpture to tell everyone.

Sculpture that kills chickens and monkeys!

Arcado swallowed.

He knew that this was the silent warning of these people.

Amon's end was deliberately displayed by Space.

"This thing... is getting more and more weird!" Arcado raised his head and looked at the dark red wriggling meatballs above his head.

Between the meatballs, faintly, one could see huge tentacles twitching.

"Accado!" He was just seeing the magic, but there was a circumflexed, powerful voice in his ears.

Acado turned his head back in response to the sound and immediately shook his whole body.

"You...you..." He swallowed, and couldn't help lowering his head: "Are you still alive?"

"You're not dead... how could I die?" The visitor gently untied his marshal uniform.

"Salute to you!!" Arcado bowed slowly: "The great conqueror..."

"The Immortal Caesar..."

"The noble and noble emperor!"

The person here is exactly, in Qin Lu's history, the only person called Akado feared.

The first one is the emperor.

The second one is the person in front of you.

The emperor, conqueror, and Caesar of Prussia.

A character who once overwhelmed the world.

Just like the governor of the East now, the proud son of heaven.

The supreme who once said, ‘all contemporary problems must be solved with iron and blood’.

Frederick!

Frederick the Great!

After the emperor of France, Qin Lu was the second undisputed emperor of Shenluo.

but……

Shouldn't he be dead?

Died on the journey of exploring Lilith's secret realm?

Frederick walked out of the fog.

He looked at Akado, and Akado looked at him.

He wears a bronze mask on his face.

Arcado noticed that there was a black owl on his mask.

That is Lilith's holy emblem.

and so……

He didn't die in Lilith's secret realm, but became Lilith's family or lover?

"Don't look at me with such eyes!" Frederick took off his bronze mask, revealing his iconic beard: "I am now, but the chairman of the Qin Lu Women's Federation!"

"Fisting every day is good for body and mind!"

He sneered, his mouth full of mockery.

As Acado listened, he suddenly reacted.

"No wonder...no wonder... Prussia has always been on the front line of equal rights for so many years!"

"That's it... That's it!"

"Lilith's anchor is you!"

Frederick squinted his eyes. "How can you say that?"

"How can I treat my sacred affirmative cause with such a decadent patriarchal perspective?!"

"Besides, aren't you also a person discriminated against by Qin Lu's secular vision?"

He took out a form from his arms, handed it to Arcado, and said, "Acado, look at it, this is my latest research result!"

"Humans, transcendents and even gods can be divided..."

"Homosexuality, Heterosexuality, Bisexuality..."

"Psychological gender, physical gender..."

"Bad sex..."

"We should treat all differences equally!"

"And respect all the differences!"

"Don't offend every sensitive soul!"

"Is not it?"

Arcado looked at Frederick's smile.

He only felt his scalp numb.

He understood that Frederick in front of him... is no longer the emperor, conqueror, and Caesar who smashed all nations in the past.

He is already Lilith's puppet.

Maybe, the brain and soul have been eaten away by Lilith's divine power.

Therefore, he is even more devil than the devil.

Every word carries magic.

Asking people to listen, they can't help but waver and believe.

Just when Frederick wanted to continue to confuse and even assimilate Akado.

This weird square suddenly surged.

The ground was shaking.

The mist rolled in boiling.

It seems that something is coming from a higher dimension.

Frederick had no choice but to stop his actions with regret.

He withdrew the form casually.

Then, look into the depths of the mist.

I only saw the appearance of an unimaginable giant wrapped in the mist.

His head, where it was supposed to be a face, grew out of a deformed, terrifying tentacle-like object that was frightening even through the mist, psychic boiling, and insanity.

That thing howls of terror.

This howl makes the fog roll, boil, and even go crazy!

Just look at Him.

Whether it is Arcado or Frederick, a word emerges from the bottom of my heart: messenger!

He is the messenger!

Serves the supreme messenger.

A messenger who conveys His will to the Supreme Supreme, and executes the Supreme Supreme’s commands!

So, the honorific title of this messenger appeared in their hearts.

Night growler!

In the howl, whether it was Arcado, Frederick, or everyone standing on the square, involuntarily fell down and crawled on the ground.

because……

This messenger is great.

It is also omnipotent.

It is more manic and irritable.

Except for his master, no one can restrain or control him.

When he thought, the whole space would collapse!

Therefore, under His coercion, whether it is a **** or anything else, there is nothing but a creeping and trembling part!

Even a god, in the eyes of such an existence, is just an ant.

The mist is boiling.

Vaguely, an inexplicable voice sounded.

"Nayako, enough!" This voice does not belong to any language, nor does it exist in any record.

But inexplicably, people just understand it.

"Declare the master's will!"

In this voice, the tentacles coming out of the terrifying giant face stirred up the fog on the entire space square.

Even the flesh and tissues of the nightmare space above that head are rotted, deformed, and shed in large chunks~www.ltnovel.com~ The space screamed in pain.

This scream tore time and space.

Something seems to appear outside the mist.

Tentacle-like things calmed the space of fear and repaired his broken body.

Until this time, people did not know why there is a fog here.

And it's such a thick and strange fog.

because……

This mist protects them.

Protect them from being torn apart by the howling of that terrifying giant!

It is precisely because of the protection of the fog that they can understand the howling of that terrifying monster.

Also survived his howl.