I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 246: Terrorism and violence (1)
The latest website: After getting off the bus, the street is already deserted.
Lingping took out his phone and took a look.
"It's half past ten..." He walked under the street light and put away his phone.
His pet followed him, and the shadows of one person and one cat were reflected under the street lamp.
Walk into familiar streets. At this time, there is no one in the alley.
There is only one lone street lamp, reflecting the empty road.
All shops have their doors closed.
Even upstairs, there is no shadow of light.
Ling'an looked at it and sighed slightly.
The decline in this area has been going on for more than ten years.
The manufacturing industry is moving away, and fine and intelligent processing is rising.
Robots and fully automatic production are popularized.
In the past, the industrial park, which had absorbed hundreds of thousands of laborers, was in depression overnight.
The era of mobile Internet has also begun to come.
All the rules of the game have been completely changed in just ten years.
"It's better to be a little lively..." Ling Ping'an missed his childhood a little.
At that time, it was very prosperous, even if it was one o'clock in the morning, there were night snack stalls in the streets.
However, this is an irreversible trend.
Go home, open the door, walk into the bookstore, and fumble to turn on the light.
The bookstore is extremely quiet, but all the furnishings look very comfortable.
He sat down at the counter and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already ten and forty.
Thinking about it, Lingping turned on the TV.
On the TV screen, celebrations from all over the Federation appeared.
"Today is Teachers' Day. All cities in the Federal Empire held grand Teachers' Day celebrations..."
"Your Majesty, I personally appeared at the Imperial Central University tonight to extend holiday greetings to all teachers and students..."
Watching TV, the immature emperor, accompanied by ministers, walked onto the high platform.
"Time flies so fast..." Lingping laughed. He still remembered when the emperor's enthronement ceremony was broadcast live across the country eight years ago.
The little boy, wearing a little crown, sits on the huge dragon chair.
The live camera was facing him, and his panic expression was clearly photographed.
But now, the little emperor, who was panicked in the dragon chair and didn't know what to do, has grown up.
At this time, the camera scanned the person next to the emperor.
The princess Rouan dressed up!
Unsurprisingly, the princess seems to be very young...
At most twenty-four or five years old...
Lingping scratched his head: "Who told me that the princess raised three thousand faces?"
I heard about it in college...
But...
There is no doubt that it is a rumor of the next work!
The eldest princess in her twenties, where can she raise three thousand faces?
Three are awesome! Okay!
………………………………
He Rourou returned to her villa in despair.
This is a villa she bought in the mountainous area on the outskirts of Dongcheng District.
Green mountains and green waters surround here, and the lush forest is behind you.
She walked onto the large roof of the villa and lay down by the open-air swimming pool.
A mark is spinning on her forehead.
Various psychics are slowly spreading.
It makes her feel uncomfortable, but also makes her suffer.
"Master..." she said softly: "Master..."
She twisted like a snake, and her skin slowly turned red...
All night, on the roof of the villa, there seemed to be a wild cat roaring low...
…………………………………………
Turn off the TV, Lingping pulled down the rolling shutter again, and then locked it.
Next, he said goodnight to the kitten Best who had been lying on the towel and turned off the light.
He took the phone and walked to the stairs.
Cracking, the stairs slowly shake.
After walking upstairs, Lingping took a bath and changed clothes.
Then he sat on the sofa.
Pick up the phone and click on the Commander of the Family of Nightmare Legend. He saw his family and seemed to have made progress.
A series of battle records show that they continue to walk on the victorious Kuangzhuang Avenue.
At the same time, there are other weird tips.
For example: The Iron Claw Tribe admires your prestige and volunteered to join your family, the Gamba Tribe.
There is also this one: Nurgle's chaotic minions, shocked by your prestige, took the initiative to withdraw from the area bordering your family...
Of course, there are some who seem not afraid of the Gamba tribe.
The terrifying minions attacked your family members. This shameless sneak attack is unacceptable!
You may choose to retaliate against abuse!
What about revenge?
How to retaliate?
Ling peacefully scratched his head, completely unsure of it, but he still clicked to confirm.
After doing this, he went to the Family Land page, looked at it, and found that his queen had been trained.
"Let's go in tomorrow morning and have a look..." He attaches great importance to health preservation.
Since the last time he stayed up late and found that his eyes were all over, he has refused to stay up late.
So he turned off the lights in the living room, walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.
……………………………………
The green skin frenzy is advancing rapidly.
In less than three days, most of the magic mouse empire was swallowed by green skin.
Dozens of Ratman clans have completely disappeared.
In front of those terrible green skins, everything the Ratman has, seems like a joke!
Even if they were lucky enough to wipe out an army of greenskins.
But...
A new green skin will grow in the ground tomorrow.
There are more of them!
Everything is for waaagh!
Everything is for waaagh!
The greenskin frenzy swallows everything.
There is no power to fight these terrible enemies head-on.
What's more terrible is that in the war, they become stronger and stronger!
Their skin is getting harder and harder, and their resistance to ratman magic and weapons is increasing every day.
Their spellcasting units, the more they fight!
Now...
The Thirteen-member Clan Council has to admit that even if they concentrate all their power, they may not be able to fight Greenskin!
Not to mention, they are still in civil war!
Now...
We have reached the point where we can't solve the problem without summoning the horned rat!
But the problem is...
"Who wants to take the initiative to become a sacrifice?" The Grey Prophet looked at the clan leaders in front of him, his green eyes staring at everyone.
The big horned rat is never a good-tempered god.
At the same time, He is also a scary **** with a big appetite!
The history of the Demon Rat Empire is a history of sacrifice.
The Grey Prophet presides over every sacrifice. They send prisoners, wounded soldiers, and anything else that can be sacrificed, including the rat people themselves, to the altar for this terrible **** to enjoy!
But the horned rat is always hungry!
His appetite is endless!
And that is just his usual state!
If you want to summon him, or even just disturb him, the sacrifices you need are an astronomical number!
In the past, the rat people relied on launching wars to obtain enough blood sacrifices to appease the crazy spirit of the big horned rat.
Now, if you want to call him out...
Even if it's just part of calling him...
The price required is probably beyond the reach of ordinary people.
There must be sacrifices!
Enough sacrifices!
Otherwise, at the moment when the horned rat appears, it will not be his enemy that he attacks first.
but...
Call his rat man!
Because he is entropy! It is decline and decay!
………………………………
Subspace.
In the beginning, there was no entity, and there was no matter.
Everything is made of energy.
It is like a virtual body that is higher than the universe, but interdependent with the universe.
Until one day, the wisdom species appeared in the universe.
Their activities, their thoughts, and their demands are all invested and intertwined here.
So, the subspace slowly changed.
Here, life began to appear, and will began to appear.
It's just that these lives, these wills, are the nightmare of all lives!
Even the gods who were once active in the universe are deeply afraid of these terrible things in the subspace!
And now...
In the subspace, it has become a thoroughly nightmare place!
The whispers of the evil gods echoed here.
The violent anger of horror, the whisper of treacherous, the wild laugh of wickedness, and the mellow voice of the elder Nurgle.
But...
A voice broke this balance!
"Fear of abuse!" The two-headed green-skin monster appeared out of thin air.
Both of his heads began to roar.
"You despicable bastard!"
"Come out and fight me!"
Greenskin's roar echoes throughout the subspace!
"Green-skinned two gods?" One after another, frowning: "Didn't they have already confirmed that they have fallen?"
"And..."
"How did the two of them become one?"
But there are more weird things in the subspace.
Few people care about this.
Everyone is more interested-how will the blood **** fear abuse respond?
Especially the **** of joy, he is already happy and just wants to sing a song.
The **** of pleasure, sitting in the rampant fortress, holding up a wine glass full of blood plasma, the evil and crazy eyes reflect the green-skinned monsters appearing in the subspace.
"Hit it...hit it..." the **** of pleasure said softly.
His left face is extremely beautiful, and his right face is as handsome as jade.
He is bisexual.
So even the voice is a mixed male and female voice!
There is nothing happier than fear of abuse and deflation to make the **** of pleasure.
But...
At a certain moment, the **** of pleasure was stunned.
"No...No..." The double-headed green skin reflected in his pupils, although the taste and breath, are exactly the same as the green-skinned gods who have been missing for two hundred years.
But...
Psionic can't deceive people!
His psychic power is wrong!
The nose of the **** of pleasure is moving slightly.
He smelled a psychic wave that scared him!
Afraid?
The **** of pleasure stood up.
Since his birth, He has never tasted the taste of fear.
But now...
He felt it!
That is...
"You can feel it..." Nurgle's voice rang in his ears.
Father's voice is as thick as ever.
"You know?" the **** of pleasure asked.
"Have a face-to-face..." Father said: "He..."
"The green-skin gods are no longer the green-skin gods..."
"What do you mean?" The **** of pleasure did not understand.
"They were eaten..." The loving father said softly: "Then they were spat out again..."
"Like those souls in your stomach..."
The **** of pleasure suddenly became very solemn.
He knows how he was born. I also know what the soul I swallowed would become if I spit it out again?
But the problem is...
The green skin gods are not those mortal things!
What can eat them and then vomit them out?
So...
The God of Pleasure laughed, laughing wildly!
Fear of abuse is in trouble!
And this is the happiest thing since his birth!
…………………………………………
The double-headed green-skin monster walked in the subspace with strides.
He crossed a long distance in an instant.
Soon, he locked the position of terror!
So, he rudely tore open the inner layer of the subspace, passed directly through the barriers built by layers of energy, and went straight to the horrifying kingdom of God.
Brass or crimson steel walls extend endlessly.
On cliff after cliff, countless demons are screaming.
These are the minions and servants of terror.
The green leather double head walked straight over.
"For fear of abuse, you dare to destroy the game of my great master!"
"Unforgivable!"
A shining nebula is reflected in the green-skinned double-headed one.
In the depths of the nebula, horrible howls and harsh screams rang out.
And then, spread to everything he saw before him!
Amid the howls, the steel walls surrounding the kingdom of God began to disintegrate little by little.
In the screaming sound, the demons who were still roaring at the double-headed green skin collapsed to the ground one by one.
Things like tentacles grow out of their flesh.
A terrible eyeball opened from their skin.
As a monster that was once swallowed and spit out.
Even the green-skinned gods are only tainted with the power of their great master.
But this is enough to make them the old dominators with the potential of external gods.
So, they have already occupied a nebula and have accumulated their power in that nebula.
And ready to fight for their master at any time!
Like this time!
The master's game, how dare you interrupt the abuse?
Unforgivable!
Unforgivable!
The breath of the former dominator corrodes everything he sees.
The power from the nebula distorts time and space.
Even before the horrible kingdom of God, his power is overwhelming!
So...
Fear of abuse, this fortress that had been in business for an unknown number of years collapsed.
Those terrible monsters fell one after another.
Countless tentacles, countless eyeballs, began to wriggle.
These things made terrible sounds that made the subspace tremble~ IndoMTL.com~ In this weird and terrible sound, the terrifying God's country, flowers of fear screamed.
There seems to be something squirming in those blood fruits.
Sitting upright on the brass throne, stepping on countless bones, the anger and roar of the blood **** who was stained with countless blood accumulated.
"Green Leather!"
He stood up, the bloodthirsty blood god, burning with anger.
He swears to twist off the head of this damned green-skinned god!
Pour their flesh and soul into the garden of the kingdom of God!
As for other questions?
The blood **** who has been dazzled by anger doesn't bother to care about it!
Say after you cut down your enemy!