I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

　　 "Sherlock..." A pair of eyes opened from above the dark castle hall.

　　 They scanned the entire hall, and finally focused on the oil lamp that had been extinguished and smashed on the ground.

　　 "Its life lamp is off..."

　　 "What happened?!" someone asked.

　　 "Sherlock...didn't she go after the escaped Egyptian cat goddess?" A tattered puppet appeared on a chair in the hall.

　　 This puppet seems to be a puppet performed in a circus more than 100 years ago.

　　 It’s just that it’s too broken.

　　 Both eye sockets were knocked down by some force, so that the whole head was covered with fine lines like spider webs.

　　 looks like it might break at any time.

　　 The puppet’s mouth, one by one, made a harsh sound: "Isn't the power of that cat exhausted?"

　　 "We also cut off the Egyptians' sacrifice to him..."

　　 "Where can he have any power?!"

　　 All the gods who have awakened from their deep sleep after the rejuvenation of their spiritual energy have so far only regained consciousness.

　　 Most of the time, I can only respond to some basic demands. Only after a grand national ritual is held, is it possible to make a move, but after each move, it will fall into a long period of weakness.

　　 This gives many careerists hope.

　　 Temple Club is one of them.

　　 Capture a god, and then devour everything about him.

　　 stepped on his body and ascended to the supreme throne.

　　 Temple Society was not the first to have this idea, nor was it the last.

　　 Therefore, after careful selection, they chose the cat goddess Best who awakened from Egypt.

　　 They patiently stirred up the neighboring countries of Egypt and argued with them.

　　 provokes infighting within its domestic forces.

　　 forced the cat goddess to take action.

　　 After determining that they had exhausted his divine power, they took advantage of the Egyptians to hold a new grand festival before regaining the power of the goddess, and they took decisive action and successfully snatched the cat goddess and other statues whose consciousness was entrusted.

　　 Originally, when things have reached this point, even if they are half done.

　　 Next, they just need to wait patiently. The cat goddess exhausts all his energy and returns to eternal sleep.

　　 can hold a terrible ritual and use an evil method to deprive the goddess of everything.

　　 Unfortunately, what I think is beautiful.

　　 But the gods are gods after all.

　　 When they thought they were successful, the cat goddess waited for the statue, but it burst into pieces.

　　 The consciousness pinned in it took the opportunity to escape their imprisonment and restraint.

　　 then disappeared.

　　 However, they were not worried at the time.

　　Because, despite the consciousness of the cat goddess, using an unknown secret technique, successfully escaped.

but……

　　 There is no sacrifice, no connection with believers, most of his power and consciousness are still in his eternal sleep.

　　 can't get through any storms anymore.

　　 As long as it is found, it is impossible to escape.

　　 So, Shylock, the werewolf lord who is best at tracking in the Temple, took the initiative to undertake this task.

　　 However, now, Sherlock's life lamp suddenly went out.

　　 This means that he is dead.

　　Who killed him?

　　 That cat?

how is this possible!

Could it be that……

　　 The puppet's eyes showed a cautious look.

　　 At this time, a figure or monster appeared one after another from the chairs.

　　 Everyone looked at the smashed oil lamp that fell to the ground and fell into contemplation.

　　 At this moment, several crows quacked and hovered above the hall.

　　 Everyone raised their heads and looked at the crows.

　　 And as the crows hovered faster and faster, the countless spider webs above the hall lit up one by one.

　　 Finally, the light of these spider webs intertwined, reflecting a scene.

　　 That is a valley somewhere deep in the mountains and dense forests.

　　 Towering trees, one by one rise from the ground.

　　 Wooden houses stand beside these big trees.

　　 "It's Wolf Fort!" The broken puppet said softly.

　　 The screen quickly zoomed in.

　　 Everyone saw the scene that appeared in the screen.

　　 A giant wolf the size of a calf, biting together.

　　 They bite each other's flesh madly in the woods.

　　 Their immense power knocked down the towering trees.

　　 The whole valley, a werewolf camp that used to be quiet for years.

　　 has now become a **** slaughterhouse of cannibalism and cannibalism.

　　 Even these twelve monsters think they are already knowledgeable.

　　 was still moved, shocked, and frightened by the shocking scene they saw.

"This is a curse!" A woman's voice said, "I can be sure that this is the man who killed Sherlock, using its corpse, to perform some evil and terrible forbidden ritual, calling out a powerful The Duke of Hell, at some price, a curse!"

　　 "Derived from blood!"

　　 "The performer, the soul level and blood relationship, is much higher than me!" she said. ,

　　 So all the monsters turned to look at her.

　　 Countless pairs of eyes reflect her appearance.

　　 A young woman wearing a traditional saree and a veil.

　　 One of the thirteen earls of the temple, cursing the earl Dairis.

　　 One of the most outstanding fortune-tellers of the Gypsies.

　　 is also a master of the curse school!

　　 "Madam..." The broken puppet squeaked his head, looked at her, and asked, "Can you infer who used the spell?"

　　 Dai Lisi shook her head slightly: "This blood curse~www.ltnovel.com~ I have never heard of it..."

　　Her eyes looked at the reflected picture: "But I speculate that this is a blood curse against Sherlock's bloodline heirs..."

　　 "From the current situation of the werewolf in Wolfsburg... it should have at least one of the two characteristics of depriving intelligence and destroying reason, or both..."

　　 "I don't know yet, whether this curse will trace back to Sherlock's family..."

　　 "If it is true, then there will be a good show..."

　　 At this point, Dai Lisi's pretty face has some ruddy luster, which makes her look more beautiful.

Shylock, the werewolf lord of the 　　 Temple Club, was the leader of one of the three werewolf clans in Qin Lu.

　　 And it is the supreme leader in the werewolf society, and now the direct ancestor of all werewolves-the son of Duke William.

　　 "We may soon be able to see the wonderful game between Duke William and a master in the field of curses!"

　　 Duke William is not only the leader of werewolves.

　　 is also one of the seven giants of Qin Lu's dark world.

　　 Even if it is the leader of the temple, it is a terrific character!

　　 "Madam!" The puppet stood up, looked at Dairis, and suddenly asked: "Can you tell us, where is Sherlock dead?"

　　 "Who killed it?"

　　 "No problem!" Dai Lisi stood up and saluted with her dress very ladyly: "I will prepare for the ceremony now!"

　　 She was also curious, who dared to kill one of the thirteen earls of the Temple, the son of the werewolf leader Duke William.

　　 This offends Qin Lu the second of the seven giants in the dark world at the same time!

　　 I am really brave!