I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Twelve midnight.

Lingpingan looked at the numbers on the phone, and finally jumped to twelve o'clock.

he laughed.

Incomparably brilliant!

"Cross Slope!" He looked at the other side of the river, the dots of green light still faintly in the forest, and made his own declaration: "I'm coming!"

At this moment, he remembered the famous words of Caesar in Qin Lu's history who was of the same status as Qin Shihuang: "I come, I see, I conquer!"

But in the depths of his heart, there was a sarcasm flowing quietly.

"conquer?"

"Conquer the fungus that termites keep in their nests?"

"boring!"

The thought disappeared in a flash, and Lingpingan didn't notice it.

He hugged his cat, stood up, hummed the song, and walked slowly to the other side of the river.

The singing echoed across the river.

It's just that the singing voice slowly got out of tune.

But he didn't notice it, and instead sang happier.

"I was born to prove that the traces of my existence..."

"Fire, a more perfect life after burning!"

"Killing is to praise the magnificence before the destruction..."

"Ye, whose eyes are these?"

"Lonely waiting for the dawn..."

In the shadows, the river water under the moonlight, countless monster shadows, crowded in this narrow river channel.

They listened fascinatedly to the inflected song that reverberated in the air.

Listening to the singing of these mortals, the eardrums will be torn, and even the spirit will collapse.

If the transcendent heard it, they would be directly distorted, turning into a pool of monsters without wisdom, reason, or thinking, leaving only the instinct of eating and reproduction.

The stronger the spiritual sense, the more serious the consequences of hearing.

But in the ears of these monsters, these weird and out-of-tune sounds were extremely unpleasant, causing their eardrums to swell, and the tentacles on their bodies burst and exploded one by one, countless flesh and blood rolled up, and countless singing voices of evil pupils crawled out.

But it is comparable to the most beautiful singing in the world.

As a result, even if the whole body is exploded, even the body is destroyed, even the soul is torn into hundreds of pieces.

but……

They are still mesmerized.

Even fighting each other for a better position.

On the dark side of the void, beyond that time and space.

Countless tentacles collided, and countless psionic energy exploded.

Even the void caused ripples.

Layers of ripples spread out on timelines.

Stirring countless worlds.

The cat in Lingan's arms was trembling.

Even if He actually has protection, these terrible songs will not hurt Him.

But he was still terrified, tightly guarding his heart.

But dare not not listen.

Fortunately, Lingpingan finally stopped singing when he walked across the embankment.

The shadow of the monster reflected in the river disappeared without a trace, leaving countless broken tentacles, shattered flesh and deformed bones on the dark side of countless time and space.

Even, in some dark sides of the void and gaps in time and space.

There are also terrible horror monsters, which will stay there forever.

Their huge bodies stretch for an unknown number of kilometers.

On the rugged body, countless maggots squirmed.

The old gods are dead, and the new gods will be born.

Maybe ten thousand years, maybe a hundred thousand years.

On the corpses of these monsters, monsters that are more deformed, more terrifying, and closer to the essence of the universe will be bred.

The name is: the things of the old rulers.

Lingpingan didn't know anything.

His feet stepped on the ground on the river bank.

The gravel on the beach is very hard.

In the woods in the distance, there seems to be something vaguely there.

He smiled brightly.

"This should be within the range of the cross slope, right?"

"Then..." he said, "Ghosts of Shizipo, your grandpa is here!"

"Tonight, the light of materialism will shine on Shizipo!"

"All ghosts and monsters will be unable to hide from the truth of science!"

………………………

Zhang Hui looked at the picture taken by the rotor drone at a distance of three kilometers.

The one stood up, hugged his pet, and walked to the other side of the river.

And the time was exactly twelve o'clock.

"It's really punctual!" Zhang Hui sighed.

He felt that this might be the logic of that person.

In other words, the rules he set for himself.

It's a pity that I didn't dare to ask, otherwise, I would know some of His taboos and taboos.

At this time, the phone rang.

Zhang Hui picked it up while still looking at the screen.

"I'm Zhang Hui..."

"Did you detect the large-scale magical reaction of the school of disgust?" He laughed: "Where is the direction?"

"Cross slope?"

The corners of Zhang Hui's mouth curled up slightly.

He looked at the screen: "Is this also in your calculation?"

In Zhang Hui's eyes, he couldn't help showing a look of admiration and awe.

The victory-weary school suddenly activated a large-scale magic circle.

This is their last hole card.

Once activated, they will be located. Once they are located, what awaits them must be the captain's pursuit!

The mouse ran out of the sewer and ran into the cat's room. Isn't that courting death?

Therefore, before taking action, they must be fully prepared.

So that the psychic warning system and early warning system of the federal empire cannot be predicted in advance.

The moment the magic circle is activated, it will be completed.

In this way, they can have enough time to complete the task and retreat.

But, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is...

"Sure enough, there is an inner ghost among us!" Zhang Hui thought, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Then, he gave birth to the second year: "Let you be as cunning as foxes, but in the end you still have to obediently fall into the urn!"

Zhang Hui knew that, in fact, the activation of the magic circle this time was a slap in the face.

It is also to tune the tiger away from the mountain.

The intention is to transfer the active force of the black guards away from Luming Villa when the governor is not in the imperial capital.

to facilitate their plots.

After all, after the imperial capital left Beijing.

The extraordinary defense ability of the imperial capital has been greatly downgraded.

Black-clothed guard, there are too many places to protect.

The Zhou Tower and Yan Tower of the Imperial Palace and the Qing Dafu Council.

The National Strategic Command Center, the Federal Imperial Aerospace Command, the Strategic Nuclear Weapons Command, etc., all need at least one general to sit in charge.

The main residential areas and commercial areas of the imperial capital also require a lot of strength.

Therefore, if there is a policeman on the cross slope.

The only mobile forces that can be deployed are him and the two retired old generals who are protecting Luming Villa.

Once he is transferred.

Luming Villa showed its weakness.

pity……

The organ's calculation was too clever, and it cost Qingqing's life instead.

In the past, even if he knew it was a trap, he would have to jump into it.

After all, cross slopes matter a lot.

Once there is a loss, the imperial capital may have to give up.

Don't give up!

In the chaos of Yuyihu back then, the big demon Yuyihu who broke the seal set off the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts.

At that time, the Prime Minister of the Fuso Cabinet rejected the application of the Extraordinary Security Agency to evacuate the entire Osaka civilian population because of concerns about the economy and finances.

As a result, demons ran rampant in Osaka, causing the largest demon disaster in the world since the spiritual energy was revived!

In the end, Osaka felt like it had been hit by a magnitude 8 earthquake.

Tens of thousands of civilians died.

The economic loss is even more immeasurable!

People are gone, and money is gone.

But now, it doesn't matter whether this victory-weary school is making a fuss or putting all its eggs in one basket.

They are all self-inflicted.

In front of that...

These guys are like ants that jumped off the frying pan.