I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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Ling peacefully moved her shoulders, stood up, and made a cup of tea for herself.

Then, share a half with his pet.

One person, one cat, drinking tea behind the counter.

The night wind blew in, making it a little bit cooler.

In the streets outside the door, those burly sycamore trees also began to fall.

Autumn comes silently.

Lingping drank tea and said, "Tomorrow I have to buy autumn clothes..."

He would not wear last year's old clothes.

In fact, he will never wear the clothes that change seasons every year.

After all, they are all very cheap industrial products.

One piece is thirty or fifty yuan.

Compared with keeping it, you have to find someone to wash it, which is too economical.

Meow!

The kitten screamed softly, agreeing with the owner's decision.

Lingping looked at the computer and continued to mutter to himself: "Tomorrow I have to upload a new book..."

"I will apply for a vest first..."

He opened the website, clicked into the author registration background, and started to manipulate it.

The first is a pen name.

Ok……

He thought about it, what pen name should he take?

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had an idea.

Enter the pseudonym you want in the author's pseudonym input field: Guan Gong and Qin Qiong!

The pen name was passed quickly.

Then he filled out a lot of registration items.

The vest was completed in a few minutes.

Looking at the backstage of the new vest, clean.

He laughed, no one disliked such a backstage.

Because this is a blank piece of paper, even if it hits the street, it is not ashamed.

Then he started to register the title of the book.

Click to create a new work, select the type, and enter the title of the book: I am the creator of the swarm.

Very good, not occupied by anyone.

So continue to fill in the profile.

This is very simple, one sentence is enough: Insect swarms are just toys I created, but they have caused a disaster of extinction in countless worlds!

This profile suddenly appeared when he was filling in.

Seeing these words, Ling Ping'an smiled.

"Correct!"

"This is the profile I want!"

"Frank enough and domineering enough!"

This also gave new ideas to the story afterwards.

That is destroying the world, destroying one world after another.

Those fantasy worlds!

Of course, these worlds must be molded into evil and incurable worlds.

After doing this, he turns off the computer.

Going to the door and looking outside, the night tonight is very beautiful.

There are no pedestrians, and the entire street and even the road at both ends of the street are empty.

Only street lights illuminate the street.

He sighed: "Sure enough, today is a loss of utility bills again!"

However, he got used to it.

Pulling down the rolling shutter, Lingping said goodnight to the kitten Best.

He turned off the light, turned on the phone, and walked upstairs.

Pedal...

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

Crunching, the old stairs shook.

Best on the blanket raised his head, and in his amber cat's eyes, he saw countless evil pupils, densely lit up throughout the bookstore.

They became more excited tonight than in the past.

Best looked at all of this and slowly closed his eyes indifferently.

The cat goddess who has learned the lesson already knows the importance of nosy.

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The world of dependents.

The huge body of the queen ant lies on the grassland.

The densely packed worker ants swept the entire world of the ancestors.

They are no longer the same as in the past, only targeting those insects of the same family.

The hungry mother emperor has no choice but to eat.

Its desire for genes and strong desire for evolution are manifested in the will of every individual through the network of pheromone.

As a result, these worker ants brought back more and more things.

They are looking for all the creatures that can be found in this barren land.

Even the fine kings and microorganisms in the soil are not let go.

A large number of water bears were captured as a result.

These simple creatures make the mother emperor a treasure!

Their vitality and adaptability made the mother emperor extremely excited.

So, after swallowing a lot of water bear insects.

The mother's abdomen began to swell.

It began to eat a lot of dimension stones.

These dimensional stones were swallowed into the abdomen by it, and became a new mother-emperor nutrition.

However, what the new mother emperor needs seems to be far beyond.

As a result, the mother emperor's tentacles trembled.

Pheromone spreads throughout the whole family.

All the worker ants exploring outside all withdrew to the mother emperor's nest.

Tens of thousands of huge weird worker ants, densely lined up, returned to the nest.

They committed suicide one by one on the fleshy moss made of humus.

Their flesh and blood are dissolved, and all the genes carried in their bodies are absorbed by this moss.

And the mother emperor's body became more and more swollen and huge.

finally……

A ferocious giant worm directly tore through his mother's abdomen.

It crawled out.

"Roar!"

The terrible sharp mouthparts roared at his mother.

The extremely weak mother emperor lowered her head.

It was very pleased to look at his child.

A child born after exhausting everything.

It closes its eyes!

Its mission is completed, and the new mother queen has been born!

It is better, stronger, and crueler!

Just feeling the pheromone coming from its body, the mother emperor knew it.

The future of Insect Swarm will usher in new possibilities in his daughter!

So, it gratified into death.

At the end of death.

The mother emperor exhausted everything to gather her life into a pheromone.

"There can only be one swarm of insects in the world!"

The newly born larva feels this pheromone.

It got it.

This is the wish of generations of mother emperors!

There can only be one swarm in the world!

The other swarms are fake!

No matter where they are?

No matter where they are, they will be driven to extinction and completely destroyed!

because……

There can only be one swarm!

That is the great master, who cultivated and guided them personally.

Great Swarm of Swarms!

Roar!

The larva roared and slowly crawled towards its mother.

Then he opened his sharp mouthparts and began to gnaw everything.

Flesh, moss, tissue...

Everything will not be wasted!

This is also the work of each generation of Swarm.

For evolution, for strength, for that great mission!

There can only be one swarm!

Wherever other pseudo-worms are!

They will all be wiped out!

Will also be wiped out!

because……

The love of the master can only be enjoyed by them.

This will is so firm, so psychic energy actually began to appear from the body of this larva.

Although extremely weak, but...

This makes it unique and completely different from its ancestors.

From now on, the mother emperor can use psychic energy to think.

And psionic energy has also begun to incorporate the pheromone of the mother emperor, becoming a network carrier that dominates the entire ethnic group!

Slowly, as the larva swallowed.

Its body began to cocoon.

It was covered with something thick like mycelium.

Slowly, it was completely covered by mycelium.

The new mother emperor began to develop abnormally.

Psionic energy began to appear from its appearance.

Finally, at a certain moment, all the hyphae exploded.

The new mother emperor appeared in the world of guantu.

It's bigger, its huge body, almost the size of a calf!

It has lost all unnecessary organs!

Eyes, mouth, genital holes...

It has completely become a fertility and fighting machine.

Pheromone wrapped around psionic energy and began to spread.

Its body surface began to secrete a lot of viscous liquid.

These liquids flow out from the surface of the body and flow to the surroundings, slowly corroding the surface, and then mixing with the soil.

The psychic energy began to work, allowing the soil and liquid to mix well to form a moss-like object with an area of ​​at least tens of square meters.

In it, one follicle after another bulged.

Those are genetic cells developing.

Cuckoo...

Cuckoo...

These follicles become bigger and bigger.

at last……

The follicles exploded, each one covered with armor, and weird worker ants about the size of a fist appeared.

Their tentacles began to wiggle.

Pheromone began to spread, and connected with the pheromone network transmitted by the mother.Tower Novel www.taxiaoshuo.com

As a result, these new worker ants received a brand new order: In this world, everything that can be eaten must be found.

The mother queen needs them!

For a great cause!

Worker ants, gushing out like a tide.

They rushed to every corner of the homeland.

Including the mountain that all mother emperors dared not set foot on!

Countless insects, microorganisms, plants, and even bacteria have all become their targets.

The will of the mother emperor is sacred.

The whole world of guantu instantly turned into a huge construction site.

A steady stream of worker bees that have been hatched began to flock to the entire world of Dependent Land.

They use all means to dig every inch of soil.

Grass roots, insects, young leaves...

Everything is their goal!

Balls of light appeared in the sky above Futian.

Time and space are twisted around these light spheres.

They shook their bodies and looked down at the whole world of the family.

Everything here is great!

Next time the host comes in, he will definitely be happy!

and so……

The light spheres gathered together and turned into a huge stone foundation, on which an eye pupil appeared.

It sees all the universe, looking for a place where it can become a new evolutionary place for the mother emperor.

Finally, He found it.

Thus, a portal appeared in the depths of the creation factory.

……………………………………

It's late at night.

Ling was in bed and slept soundly and soundly.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the voice of a very cute girl.

"Brother Master...Brother Master..." The emerald green leaves scratched his nose gently, itchy.

Lingping opened his eyes and saw the little peach tree he had planted, which turned into an extremely cute girl.

She danced around herself innocently.

"Master's brother...Master's brother..." she begged, her voice softening the steel.

Lingping scratched his head, he didn't quite understand why he had such a dream?

"Do I see too much gourd baby?" he thought.

I can only have this explanation. The peach tree I planted has turned into a very cute little girl in my dream.

Will be acting like a baby, and begging.

There is no other explanation except for Calabash Baby.

"What do you want?" Lingping asked with a smile: "Lollipop or toy?"

"Master brother..." The little girl said innocently and cutely, shaking her peaceful arm, "I want to be the only mother tree in the world..."

"is it okay……"

"Good! Good!" Lingping smiled, shouldn't it be the way it should be to children?

Anyway, just a dream.

Anyway, what promised a child was just to coax her.

That adult, would really take the promise of a child in his heart?

In that case, what should she do if she wants the moon?

"Master, brother is the best!" The little girl threw herself into her arms and smiled like a silver bell.

……………………………………

Terrace upstairs.

The little sapling giggled.

Silver bells of laughter echoed across the terrace.

The starlight illuminates its immature body.

In a trance, its shadow slowly disappeared.

……………………………………

The evening wind blew the trees of Quel'Danas Island.

In the ruins of the Sunwell Heights, Sylvanas stood tall.

Hundreds of high elves surrounded behind her.

These are the survivors she found in the past few days.

These poor people, they told Sylvanas in horror about the atrocities of the natural disaster.

Let Sylvanas know the ending of the Quel'Dorei.

The old king died in battle.

All members of the Silver Moon Council, in order to defend the Sunwell, also died.

The remnants of the Dragonhawk Knights and the Rangers, led by her adjutant Lor'themar, retreated towards the Alliance, seeking help and shelter.

However, a large number of civilians and soldiers failed to retreat in time and fell into a natural disaster.

They were lucky enough to survive by hiding in the deep mountains and hiding in the cellar.

Until Sylvanas came back, and with the body of the sun elf, cleared out the remaining natural disasters in Quel'Thalas.

They finally dared to come out.

Looking at these people, these compatriots, Sylvanas was heartbroken.

She could feel that her compatriots were being tortured by magic addiction.

The Sunwell has been polluted.

However, the high elves who have no magic power, Gu suffers from a serious magic addiction.

If you don’t give guidance, I’m afraid the disaster you have seen will happen immediately!

How to do?

Sylvanas looked at them.

She has already taught part of the sun elves' cultivation skills.

However, it takes at least a few years of cultivation to have the initial possibility of turning the energy of the sun into its own energy.

Before that, magic addiction was a sharp blade hanging over the head of every high elf!

A new source of energy must be obtained!

For my fellow citizens!

Sylvanas turned around and looked at the sacred well that had been polluted by the power of natural disasters.

The well water in the Sunwell has been completely polluted.

The power of plague and death lingers in it.

If the Quel'dorei use it again...

Something will happen.

The natural disaster will corrupt them, and the plague will spread among them, until everyone becomes a member of the natural disaster!

but……

She had no way to stop those compatriots who were tortured to madness by the addiction.

There will always be people taking advantage of her absence to secretly absorb the energy of the Sunwell, even if they know that they will die, they will follow suit.

"Don't... I can only blow up him?" Sylvanas looked at the holy Sunwell, and she hesitated.

Destroy him so that the people will not take risks to smoke anymore.

but……

Blow up the Sunwell and all Quel'Dorei will lose their energy source.

They are not themselves, and sooner or later they will be tortured to death by magic addiction, and even twisted into something crazy like the lost.

Quel'dorei, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Suddenly, dimly, Sylvanas heard a voice.

"Do you want to purify this well water?"

This is an immature female voice.

She looked around and didn't see any figures.

In the light of the fire, there was nothing but the tired and weak figures of the tribe.

She swallowed and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The voice laughed, like a little girl: "I am a great master, the tree of the god Madonna planted by myself!"

"I am the tree of life!"

"I am also the tree of taboos!"

"As long as my root system goes deep into that well water, all pollution will be purified!"

That voice seemed to lick his lips.

In the world, only one mother tree is allowed.

That is Him!

This is the master’s command and his mission!

The great tree of life is bound to grow!

In the end, all other mother trees will be wiped out!

Of course……

Now, He still knew that his strength was too weak.

So, set a small goal first!

this world……

He felt a few stupid little saplings.

Let's start with destroying the mother tree of this world!

Those stupid little saplings dare to call themselves the World Tree!

It's ridiculous!

So He said to Sylvanas: "Will you let me, the great only mother tree, pierce the root system into your well..."

It can feel the energy of that well.

Although, far less than the master's...

but……

better than nothing.

the most important is……

Take root in this world.

The journey of the great sole mother tree begins!

Sylvanas listened to the voice of this immature girl.

She thought for a while, and finally nodded: "I promise you!"

"But you must promise that you will never hurt me and my compatriots!"

"Oh..."

"This is your honor!"

"It's also a wise choice for you to rejoice forever!"

Thus, light began to appear and burst out in the Sunwell.

The sacred and young roots of the tree emerged from the light.

They are slender and immature, but full of power.

These root systems slowly immersed in the Sunwell.

The well water immediately boiled, and the power of those filthy plagues and frost began to resist fiercely.

but……

This resistance is useless in front of these sacred root systems.

Only in a moment, they were gnawed away by the hideous sharp mouths that appeared on these root systems.

Yuehua sprinkled down from the sky.

The forces of natural disasters shrouded over the Sunwell quickly dissipated.

A small sapling appeared quietly beside the Sunwell.

The emerald green leaves swayed.

All Quel'dorei felt the pollution of natural disasters dispelled.

They all stood up and looked at the sacred Sunwell.

This mother's well is back to normal!

Every high elf knelt down.

They started crying!

The Well of the Sun is restored!

At the same time, almost everyone on the entire planet who could perceive this event raised their heads.

Including, Ner'zhul on the Frozen Throne.

"New power?" Its soul began to question, and then became ecstatic.

The new power is its favorite thing.

Because that means that it may take the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the Burning Legion!