I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Gothic galaxy.

The nest is Star Smith.

This is a nest star under the control of a very ordinary human empire.

The so-called Nest City Star is the so-called resident star or working star of the human empire.

The entire surface of the planet is full of skyscrapers!

The buildings with hundreds of floors belong to low slums here.

Thousands of floors, even thousands of floors, and even giant buildings deep in the atmosphere, are everywhere on the planet!

A nest city star usually has a population of tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions.

In Chaodu Star, the class is extremely clear and clear.

The nobles on the upper floors all live in high-rise buildings, with plenty of light, and there are even ancient enjoyment items such as man-made lakes, yachts, and beaches.

On the other hand, mortals and businessmen live in the middle level. They can share a little bit of sunlight, and occasionally enjoy the nourishment of sunlight.

Families with better conditions can even raise a few pots and a pet.

At the bottom, there is no sky, and the damp, dark, chaotic bottom of the sun can never be seen. Criminals, exiles, and nests are the world's poorest mortals.

Gangs, killers, assassins, as well as various infiltrators and heretics all live in these places.

The people in the trial court may clean the lower level of a certain Chaoduxing thoroughly and mercilessly every three to five times!

All for the emperor!

All for the state religion!

At this moment, the Governor of the Smithsonian Duxing sent Xier, looking at the screen on the monitor in front of him with a serious expression.

"Who approved and allowed these aliens to come to my jurisdiction?" Paixier asked the people behind him, his tone full of anger.

On the monitor, the scene in the Lower Nest Theater in the Seventh Honeycomb City of Dustar Smith’s Nest was completely projected.

Thousands of ruffians, hooligans, and criminals are yelling.

On the stage, the psychic aliens with pointed ears are performing.

"Your Excellency..." the secretary standing behind Paisier cautiously replied: "The order was issued directly from the courtroom!"

"The issued warrant bears the mark of the cardinal!"

"I just don't know who it is, but it is certain that the order was issued by the bishop of the trial court!"

"Damn it!" Paixier couldn't help yelling in his heart.

But what can he do?

The court?

Who can afford the trial court?

That was the most pious to the emperor, and at the same time the craziest group of people.

The Holy Religious Army controlled by the Inquisition Court is even the most discouraged (ecstatic) opponent of the Great Chaos Demon.

just…

Paisier's brows furrowed tightly.

The stage on the monitor has reached its climax.

The alien who played the role of the Great Chaos Demon was uttering profanity and calling the taboo name.

"The great commander is invincible!"

Then, the harlequin wearing a mask stepped on the ground the guy playing the commander of war.

Just seeing this, Paisier was so frightened that he immediately turned off the monitor.

Commander...

That's a taboo!

Even in the Empire, no one dared to mention the name of the commander, let alone such a provocation?

These aliens...

Do you want to die?

Really thought that Zhanshuai fell asleep in the eyes of fear?

What if he launches a dark expedition again?

Thinking about this, Paisier said to the secretary behind him: "Give my order, prepare the fastest starship, berth to my private berth, and order the starship engine to stay activated. I need to use it at any time. !"

Battle Commander Abaddon, the strongest Chaos Space Warrior after Horus.

There are countless chaotic space warriors who believe in and follow him.

Therefore, what happened on Smith's Star, even if it was not known to Abaddon, would reach the ears of a certain belief and the Chaos Interstellar Warrior Group who followed Abaddon.

Smith, there is no escape!

Even the entire Gothic galaxy will be ploughed again!

But what can he do?

The agreement reached directly between the Aida spirits and the trial court is not something he can question.

Otherwise, tonight, I am afraid that a Karidus assassin will send himself to see the emperor and his old man!

He even sent a judge from the court directly to execute him.

"Anyway, even if it's unlucky, it's unlucky for mortals!" Paixier thought.

So I feel at ease.

The Empire has been like this since the Rebellion of Horus.

Loyal, pure, and powerful interstellar warriors guard the vast star field of the empire.

The honest and reliable trial court deals with heresy and aliens up and down.

The brave and fearless astral army patrolled the vast star field.

Mortals are drunk and dreamy.

For people like Paisier, it is acceptable to give up a nest star.

What he can't accept is that this matter requires him to take the blame.

Therefore, he instructed the secretary: "By the way, I will arrange all the orders issued by the court and the performances of the aliens in the Chaodu Theater!"

The secretary smiled and bowed his head: "Okay, Lord Governor!"

But his hand was already placed on the dominance pistol on his waist.

Pull out gently and aim at the governor.

boom!

Paisier's brain splashed all over the office.

The appearance of the secretary slowly deformed.

In the end, it became exactly the same as Paisier.

Obviously, the Governor sent Xier never knew that the loyal secretary who had served him for more than two decades was actually a watcher sent by the Assassin's Court to lurch beside him.

of course…

It is also possible that this secretary was only dropped by the Karidos assassin of the Assassin Court at some point.

Like now...

The assassin replaced the governor.

The man from the Assassin's Court sat down on the governor's chair after the man from the Assassin's Court was expertly processed.

He turned on the monitor and watched the repertoire still being performed on it.

A profanity, it can even be said to be a provocative and mocking play against the commander.

In the performance, the battle commander Abaddon was completely interpreted as a harlequin.

Including the twelve dark expeditions that he is proud of!

There is no doubt!

This will inevitably trigger the anger of Zhan Shuai!

but…

The assassin smiled: "What does it matter to me?"

Assassins in the Assassin Court only obey orders.

As for the survival of this Nest Metropolis, the lives and deaths of the tens of billions of people on this Nest Metropolis.

It has nothing to do with him.

Since the emperor took the golden throne, the population that the empire has given up and sacrificed in order to survive has been calculated in trillions!

mortal…

In the eyes of the top empire, it is not worth mentioning!

Even psionicists are just consumables.

Every day, the bishops of the state religion held a ceremony to dedicate the flesh and soul of a thousand psionics to the emperor.

So that the emperor's will can continue to maintain the torch that illuminates the subspace.

Therefore, the assassin's heart is colder than the machine.

He looked at the monitor and thought to himself: "These Aidas...why are they like this?"

He knew that behind the scenes of this transaction.

A month ago, several supreme lords in the Terra Council notified the Tribunal, the Assassin's Court, and the Astral Army: the three Ark worlds of the Adarlings, and at the same time proposed a deal to the Empire.

The content of the transaction is to allow a troupe of the Idarlings to move freely in all the nest stars of the Gothic galaxy and hold performances. The empire must not interfere, and must do everything possible to assist and protect the performance of the troupe.

In exchange.

The spirit tribe promised to allow the empire to use the network portal controlled by the spirit tribe three times.

Naturally, this transaction was approved immediately!

Three times the opportunity to use the network portal!

It is worth any price paid by the empire!

Not to mention, it's just a small troupe's activities in a broken star field like the Gothic Galaxy.

Even if they are blaspheming and angering the commander.

And may cause the Star Chaodu to become the target of the Chaos interstellar warriors.

However, the transaction was still approved by Lightspeed!

Because even the senior lords of the Supreme Council and the bishops of the Tribunal cherish their lives extremely.

And the portal portal of the spirit race means that even in the most dangerous situation, the noble and important people can escape any danger.

Even in front of the Great Devourer.

The network portal can also retreat quickly!

The cause of Paisier's death is here.

He actually refused to stay here obediently, and even dared to keep the evidence.

Such a heresy, **** it!

As the assassin thought, he remembered another mission of his own.

Surveillance of the Adarlings' theater troupe.

Find out why they have to pay such a price?

You know, the network portal, this is the top secret of the Adarlings!

It can be traced back to a more distant era before the golden age.

Legend has it that the ancient sages mastered the technology.

The network is the only known network that can avoid dangerous subspaces and conduct super-light speed navigation.

More than the empire is eyeing this.

Legend has it that even the dead souls in space covet it.

"Why would I suddenly think of a space necromancer?" The assassin became puzzled.

That's a taboo.

Taboo no less than chaos!

He would not know, at this moment, on the back of Smith's star.

A weird starship slowly separated from the subspace.

The nobleman sitting in the command cabin of the bridge slowly twisted its metal-cast head, and the dark green eye sockets were filled with electronic flashing luster.

It was like a rebellious robot in the Golden Age, with a rattling metal jaw.

"Track to the signal source!" The control system inside the bridge made an electronic sound.

Countless data flickered in the eyes of this noble necromancer.

It slowly turned its head and looked at the cabin behind it.

Inside the cabin, there are spirit races.

The spirit race that has completely integrated with the surrounding metal.

Half of their bodies are steel and half are flesh and blood.

But they were still religiously chanting the sacred scripture: "Bell the big bell once, push the lever..."

During the chanting, the speed at which these spirit races merge with the surrounding machinery and steel is increasing.

What's more terrible is that in this chanting sound, even this powerful starship under the feet is also activated.

There is no doubt!

This is a terrible discovery for the undead in space.

Therefore, in half a month, when its scouts were tracking an orc world, they discovered these spirit races and their ships.

Then, it and its subordinates discovered with great horror that these things, including the ship itself, were chanting terrible scriptures, while constantly radiating everything around them!

These spirit races reminded it of long ago history.

At that time, the space necro group was still a fragile and tiny civilization of flesh and blood.

At that time, the demon of subspace had not yet been born.

At that time, the spirit race had not yet been created.

At that time, humans had not yet appeared.

At that time, the Milky Way was still peaceful.

Because the ancient sages rule the galaxy!

The undead in space call themselves the fear of death.

Flesh and flesh restricts them, and also imprisons them.

They are jealous of the eternal life of the ancient sage, and they are also afraid of death.

As a result, they challenged the ancient sage and were defeated without any suspense.

Until...the dead-dreaders encountered a terrible existence calling themselves the "Star God".

The Star Gods also hate the Old Sage.

Thus, promised to help those who fear the dead defeat the ancient sages and give them eternal life.

With the help of the star gods, those who feared the dead became the dead spirits in space.

Gained eternal life!

He has also become the slave and cannon fodder of the Star God!

Until the Silent King awakens and leads the space necromancers to besiege all the star gods.

The undead in space finally gained freedom and took control of their own destiny!

Then there was a long sleep.

Sleep for tens of millions of years!

however…

Now, the undead in space discovered that the star god...

Probably not extinct!

Or, there is something more terrifying than the Star God.

That thing transformed these spirit races and created all these horrors.

If the former...

Every dead soul in space knows that once the star gods recover.

Those terrifying and powerful creatures will inevitably launch an attack on the space dead, and may completely deprive them of everything they have now.

If the latter...

Then...

This is probably an opportunity for the dead souls in space!

A detachment now, an opportunity to go further!

Just like the star gods back then, let the dreaders of life and death become today's space dead souls.

Thinking of this, the nobleman in the space necromancer pressed a button.

The entire starship was completely hidden under the background of stars.

And all the sensors on the starship are turned on.

This prehistoric warship built to defeat the ancient sage has completely recovered.

Therefore, in the entire star field, nothing can escape the surveillance of the starship.

After a while, a picture was transmitted to the starship.

The Aida spirits wearing masks are leading her troupe to the curtain call.

The performance is over.

At the moment when I looked at her, all the sensors lit up red!

That is the goal!

A spirit race who left the orc star field alive.

The eye sockets of the undead in space are overwhelmed by data.

In its metal body, countless sensors are warning.

Danger!

The spirit race had a smell that made it fearful.

That is the danger that can end it!

Something more terrifying than Chaos and stranger than the Star God, has ever been in contact with this Spirit Race!

………

Kleia walked back to where he rested.

Next to her, several spiritual masters tightly protected her.

Because Kleia now carries the hope of the entire Spirit Race.

Get rid of the hope of becoming the food for evil!

This is not just the judgment of Laughing God.

It is also the prophecy of several prophets.

and so…

Protecting her at all costs and supporting her at all costs has become the choice of all spirit races. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Kleia stopped suddenly, and she raised her head.

Above her head, a mechanical clock emerged.

Tick ​​to tick.

The pointer moved, pointing to a new point.

Her task was completed today.

Within a month, she let 300 million people see and know the story.

The story about the war commander Abaddon.

A thoroughly satirical and blasphemous story about Chaos Warrior!

And the new task popped up from the clock.

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