I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

You can search for "I'm Really Not a Demon Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!In the morning, Lingping stood in front of the mirror and looked into his own eyes.

There seemed to be some spots in the pupils, as if they were golden.

But after rubbing his eyes, everything returned to normal.

"Dazzled again?" He scratched his head, not quite understanding.

Putting down the water glass in his hand and washing his face, the young bookstore owner became confused again.

"I seemed to have a wonderful dream last night..."

just……

But now I can't think of it anymore.

I just vaguely remember that that dream was very cool!

Almost all can be written in cool text.

What a pity, I can't remember anything!

However, he often has such things.

I often dream of some magnificent worlds and do some cool things.

I don't remember anything when I wake up.

It seems that according to scientific research, most dreams will be forgotten after waking up.

Therefore, he did not take it seriously.

Instead, he took the phone and went downstairs.

Behind him, his pet followed every step.

He opened the shop and bought a breakfast next door. After eating, he took his cellphone and sat at the counter to start preparing.

Opening the screen, he clicked into the family commander.

First, simply check the progress of the Gamba tribe.

all the best!

The latest battle report shows that the heroic family smashed Huanglong, and the Ratman was defeated!

The great warlord Gamba has already come to the abandoned capital of the Demon Rat Empire.

At the same time, another sacrifice was held and more than 20,000 dimensional stones were sacrificed to the'Great Master'.

This greatly guarantees the energy security of the peace and security of the homeland.

Of course, it also spent more than 300,000 nightmare points.

This makes Lingping’s previous game revenues almost exhausted.

Fortunately, Fahai, a poor monk, earned quite a lot of money.

Lingping took the time to take a look, and found that his on-hook character had already wiped out more than a dozen nightmare worlds, and brought four of them under his control.

Became the so-called'nightmare domain master'.

He also got a title of "Dawei Bodhisattva".

Moreover, he also piled up his own attribute points to the terrifying point of fifty all attributes!

In addition, the balance of nightmare coupons is more than two million!

This allows Lingping to not have to worry about counting tickets.

"Nightmare legend, don't play it now..." he said: "Get the new book up first!"

Well, it's just a game.

If you don’t play now, you will spend a lot of time in the future.

Now the focus is on making money and coping with the October crisis!

So, he cut to the homeland page and looked at his queen and its tribe.

Then, he saw a system reminder: Dear player, your creation, the unnamed termite family, has evolved to the limit in the world of the land!

"Limit?" Lingping scratched his head: "Is it so fast?"

Think about it carefully, one hour after he leaves the World of Ward Land is equivalent to one month outside.

The accumulation of more than ten hours this night is equivalent to the ant colony spending almost another year in the homeland.

For creatures like insects, a year is enough to happen too much.

Especially the ant colony he cultivated specially.

It's a bunch of genetic thieves!

They crazily plundered the insect genes that existed in the other worlds, then integrated and improved them.

Fortunately, it's just a game.

If there are such terrible ant colonies in reality, I am afraid that within a few years, the master of the entire world will become them.

After thinking about it, Lingping put this matter aside.

Anyway, the ant colony material in the World of Warmth is almost enough now.

After writing these plots, let's consider the next step.

Now, raise it first.

So he put down the phone, turned on the computer, and started crackling codewords.

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The shepherd's door was completely broken.

Dark red blood clots mixed in the collapsed rubble.

The elder's trail shattered into countless pieces.

Every piece of rock was stained with blood.

The defense system of the inner wall was completely destroyed.

The remains of several arcane mechas were scattered in the distance.

Sylvanas walked in these places, her eyes looking at this destroyed city.

She knew that the battle of Silvermoon City had ended.

The Quel'Dorei failed!

But the problem is...

Sylvanas looked at the destroyed defense system of Silvermoon City.

She thought of Yongsong Forest again, the destroyed magic rune stones.

"There are traitors!" she said.

Without a traitor, no matter how strong the Scourge Legion is, it will not be able to easily break through the rune stone defense of the Eversong Forest in a short time.

That was during the Second World War, the orc and troll coalition also dragged down the powerful defense system.

Not to mention Silvermoon City itself, it has been preparing for terrible disasters like the Second World War.

For this reason, the Sunstrider family built a complete defense system in Silvermoon City.

Even though, the power of natural disasters is beyond compare.

It shouldn't be destroyed so easily.

It shouldn't be broken so simply!

So, there is no doubt-there must be a traitor!

Go ahead and pass through the garden market engulfed by blood and enter the Tower of Sunfury.

The entire palace has collapsed.

There are traces of fighting everywhere.

There is no doubt that a fierce defense battle has been carried out here!

A dozen arcane mechas shattered in the palace.

Sylvanas even smelled the dragon eagles.

Rich flavor.

The noble dragon eagle knights must be here and resisted desperately!

Unfortunately, their resistance was eventually shattered.

Breathing the smell of blood in the air.

Sylvanas' anger grew stronger.

"The Well of the Sun!" She rose into the sky from the ruins of the palace and galloped towards the island of Quel'Danas where the Well of the Sun was located.

Under the sunshine, the Son of the Sun easily crossed the vast strait and flew to the beautiful island of Quel'Danas!

Here is the sacred place where the high elves rely and barriers-the Sunwell!

however……

Now, the once beautiful island has been polluted by the power of natural disasters.

On the high ground where the Sun Well is, all the buildings are burning.

Sylvanas landed from the sky, and she landed in front of a bridge made of frost.

Obviously, this is Alsace's masterpiece!

The frost power of the death knight built a frost bridge from land to Quel'Danas.

A steady stream of natural disaster troops, through this bridge, head straight for the Sun Well!

By the bridge, Sylvanas clearly felt the power of the flame.

This powerful flame force once resolutely sniped the death knight and his troops here.

"King of Anasteria..." Sylvanas knelt on one knee. She knew that the entire Quel'Dorei could possess such a raging flame power, only that had already ruled Quel'Thalas. Anastria, the old king of the kingdom for three thousand years. Sunstrider!

But he also failed to stop the natural disasters.

The army of natural disasters continues to move forward.

Sylvanas moved slowly along this path.

It can be seen that after the Battle of Qiaokou, all resistance became sparse.

On the contrary, there are footprints of escape everywhere.

But the natural disasters did not care about those who fled.

They keep going!

A huge army, head straight for the Sunwell!

When Sylvanas approached the Sunwell, she felt a force full of coldness, death, chaos and evil, roaring in the Sunwell.

She ascended the high ground, passed through the burning complex, and came to the sacred Sunwell.

She lowered her head and looked at the mother's well that had nurtured and sheltered the high elves for four thousand years.

The sacred well water has been defiled.

The chaotic death power and the cold frost power turned this sacred well water into extremely muddy.

Tears fell off Sylvanas' cheeks.

At this moment, she remembered a lot.

The once prosperous and beautiful kingdom of Quel'Thalas...

Silvermoon City, once peaceful and peaceful...

The once rich island of Quel'Danas...

And now, everything is gone.

Everything is ruined.

The home of the high elves is gone.

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Even the Sunwell was polluted!

Looking around, no compatriots are seen.

Sadness fills the heart of the Son of the Sun, anger accumulates strength under sadness.

"Anar'AlahAnar'AlahBelore..." Sylvanas shed tears and sang her inner sadness.

The grief of the Son of the Sun echoed throughout the island.

After singing the song, she stood up firmly!

She turned around and looked at the entire island of Quel'Danas!

In the dark, she sensed the direction of the natural disaster.

The Kingdom of Lordaeron...

Stratholme!

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Ran Bing has been following the crumbling floating city.

It's been two days.

It is getting slower and slower in the sandstorm.

The height is slowly decreasing!

Obviously, this floating city has lost its energy supply!

It will run out of energy soon.

Even on the ground, the central main control engine of the floating city, the huge hissing sound, became louder and louder.

This means that that engine is about to be scrapped!

But the problem is...

The engine of Floating City is unlikely to have problems.

Because almost all floating cities have several backup engines.

The main task of the expedition is to search for any possible engine parts.

Ran Bing once found a brand new engine for his floating city.

and so……

"There is a problem with this floating city!"

She drew out the revolver from her waist and continued to follow.

She had a hunch that this floating city that was about to fall might give her clues.

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Sitting at the counter, Ling Ping'an is struggling to write.

It has been written that the protagonist’s ant colony, like locusts, swallowed a rich swamp.

But when the protagonist found out, he immediately stopped all this.

Ling Pingan began to write in the article: Although Qin Xiaoan cherishes his life, he also understands that his life is firmly bound to the ant colony.

However, he is a gentleman.

A gentleman does something and does something...

What's the point if you turn the world into a desert for yourself?

Green mountains and green waters no longer exist, even if they live forever, they are nothing more than walking dead!

At this point, he nodded slightly.

Young net writers still have integrity.

Shuangguishuang, there are still moral bottom lines!

Ok……

Green hills and green waters, stuffed over Jinshan Yinshan!

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The long yellow sand is now full of flesh and blood.

The corpses of the evil god's minions and heirs were everywhere.

At least 150,000 Cthulhu minions and thousands of Cthulhu heirs died here!

Dragging a long high-frequency knife, Elizabeth stepped on the corpse of a huge evil god child, and she raised the head of this abominable monster high.

The blade in his hand, without hesitation, swung it to pieces!

The hot blood of the evil god's heir spewed out.

"Long live!" countless believers shouted with their arms raised!

Victory!

Humanity has won!

One hundred years after Voidstorm, mankind finally triumphed in the wild.

Not only won the victory, but also completely eliminated this group of evil spirits' minions!

Thousands of heirs of the Heretic God were completely wiped out!

Just Elizabeth alone, she has wiped at least a hundred heads with her bare hands!

Her loyal mechanical guard smashed hundreds of heads.

The others were killed by the laser knife and plasma gun of the escort army!

In the past, human weapons did not have much effect on Cthulhu's minions.

The lethality is seriously insufficient!

Only the doomsday artillery of the doomsday fortress, those weapons that use the crystal of the evil god as energy, can destroy these monsters.

But in the face of the evil god's heirs, he was unable to catch it.

But now, human beings can kill these enemies of the past just by using ordinary laser knives and plasma guns!

Everyone knows the reason for all this.

This is the power of faith!

There is no shortage of great things.

His sacred power wanders in the weapons and armor of His followers!

Under his care, machinery and steel have devastating damage to the evil god!

"For the spirit of all possibilities!" Elizabeth threw the head of the evil god's heir in her hand far away: "For more steaming!"

"For Gatling Bodhisattva!"

In this battle, the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of evil god minions and heirs of the evil god were deposited together.

Two or three hundred thousand people of steel and machinery fought bloody battles.

In the war, machinery and steel roared.

In the battle, everyone has withstood the test and proved their loyalty!

Therefore, the spirit of omnipotence is extremely pleasant!

The sacred multi-steamed rivet is very gratifying.

The merciful and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, extremely happy!

As a result, new content appeared on Elizabeth's "Machine Truth".

This is a grace!

Definite grace!

Open the page of this brand new scripture book.

The truth of machinery is roaring in the ears, and the will of steel is firm and hot.

As a result, Elizabeth gained a whole new knowledge.

A few hours later, all the Cthulhu Crystals found on the battlefield were sent to Elizabeth.

There are tens of thousands of crystals of the evil god piled up like a mountain!

The biggest ones are the size of a watermelon!

Looking at these evil god crystals, Elizabeth's electronic eyes flashed a fanatical will.

She opened the "Machinery Scripture", stood in front of the crystals of the evil god, and slowly recited the great and sacred steel prayer.

With her chanting.

The steel began to cheer, and the machinery began to excite.

Every soldier in the Guardian Army and Disciplinary Institute became excited.

The Cthulhu Crystal in front of him began to dissolve.

They are slowly purified by steel and mechanized.

Strands of golden silk thread flew into the sky after being evaporated.

It's raining!

One hundred years after the void storm, the world ushered in the first rain.

The first normal rain without pollution.

With the rain falling down.

The earth began to come back to life.

A stubborn grass grows out of the soil.

The world begins to recover!

"Mechanical heaven, there are also green mountains and green waters!" The steel angel held the "Machinery Scriptures" in his hands. In the heavy rain, he began to preach to every mechanical citizen: "The Spirit of All Machines said: You should not listen to those heretics. heresy……"

"Toxic gas, desert and waste water are not my country..."

The mechanical people, listening to this great gospel, knelt down.

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Almunia took the elevator and appeared in the steel workshop on the surface.

Here, a machine built in the ground is being assembled by machine servants.

Sewage flows across the ground.

There is no atmosphere in the sky.

The yellow mist formed by poisonous gas enveloped the entire sky.

Countless steel buildings stand in the sky.

They go directly into the orbit, and have direct contact with the Star Harbor on the orbit.

do not know why.

Almunia looked at all this, he was very upset.

He felt the anxiety of the machine soul.

Toxic gas, desert, waste water...

Casting the surface of the world made the machine soul very disturbed.

"What a blasphemy!" The steel heart of the mechanical bishop began to tremble.

He made a decision.

"Start the ecological template..."

"From now on, we will restore our world..."

"This is the highest order!"