I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The banquet has finally begun.

One by one, the waiters pushed the dining carts and brought the prepared dishes.

Lingpingan looked at it.

Quite hearty!

Basically they fly in the sky, swim in the sea, and run on the ground.

Everything is available.

All kinds of drinks are available for free, and there is a box under everyone's feet.

Extreme extravagance and waste!

However, considering that nowadays, obesity is a disease of the poor, and those who can afford to lose weight are basically the middle class.

So, this is really nothing!

No one would be surprised if the royal family, which is rich all over the world, spends money to burn it.

It's almost time for the food to arrive.

On the floor above the banquet hall, solemn music suddenly played.

The chime bells are ringing together and the sound of bamboo flutes is heard.

Everyone stood up.

The emperor is here!

Amid the music, the entire banquet hall began to sing.

"The heaven protects you, and the hole is solid..."

It is the "Tianbao" of the Book of Songs, and it is also the statutory hymn of the emperor in the current federal empire.

Lingpingan stood for a symbolic moment, and then sat down on his own.

The emperor is very interesting.

After all, it says it all in the Constitution.

The emperor...that is the son of everyone in the world!

Rounding it all off, it’s his child.

How can parents bow their heads to their children?

But others were extremely excited.

Especially the people on the fringes and corners sang the words "Tianbao" loudly.

Finally, the chorus ends with a grand blessing.

"Like the perseverance of the moon, the rise of the sun, the longevity of the Nanshan Mountain, which never rises or collapses, the luxuriance of pines and cypresses, everything is here to stay..."

Ding!

The chimes also chimed nine times.

All the doors and windows of Zhou Hall were opened by heavily armed guards.

An honor guard wearing army uniforms from three hundred years ago walked in from the main entrance of the banquet hall.

The muezzin's voice came from the loudspeakers installed inside and outside the banquet hall: "His Majesty, the Emperor of the Commonwealth of Great Xia, is here!"

Then, there are foreign language introductions in various languages.

The jabbering was completely incomprehensible.

Lingpingan only knows that the title of emperor of the Daxia Federation Empire is very long in Qinlu.

That seems to be a combination of various historical reasons.

It was a title imposed on the son of Daxia by foreign countries.

Each one is very long.

For example, just after Taizu had brought peace to the world, he fought with Luo Xia, who took the opportunity to go east and encroach on the territory of Daxia.

One war brought three hundred years of peace.

So far, the national border between Daxia and Lohia is the national border stipulated in the "North Sea Treaty" signed after that war.

In this treaty, the Rohias seemed to follow their habits and traditions and gave Da Xia Zi a long title from the ancient Qin continent.

Then, there was fighting and talking during the Hundred Years War.

Butania, Fran, Franji, and Shinra all arranged titles that they could understand for Da Xiazi based on their respective cultures and traditions.

Very messy.

If Lingpingan hadn't written online articles, he wouldn't have known about these things.

…………

In the solemn music.

One by one, the ambassadors and representatives in Xia stood up and took off their hats to pay tribute.

After all, this is the most powerful man in the world today!

It is the supreme being recognized by all countries.

He is what the people of Lohia call "the absolute despot in all parts of Asia and the king assisted by wise prophets"

He is also praised by Butanya as 'the monarch of the Central Plains, the protector of the Northern and Southern Zhou Dynasties, the master of the Western Song Dynasty, the defender of the Donglai Autonomous Prefecture and Xiangshan Autonomous Prefecture, and the emperor blessed by God'.

It is also recognized by Emperor Shinra as 'the sacred master of the East, the noble and noble emperor of the Central Plains, the conqueror, dictator and protector blessed by the gods, the ruler who owns all the land from the west coast to the east coast of the Pacific Ocean'.

Accardo also stood up in the crowd.

He looked at the approaching emperor.

But his mind couldn't help but turn upside down.

Just now, there was a sound in the blood river that made his heart palpitate.

"Nightmare Game Participant, Number Jiazi 0210, it's time for you to come back and continue fighting for space!"

The nightmare space was calling him.

and……

This call is mandatory.

He could feel that the power of nightmares was unprecedentedly powerful and terrifying.

If he dares to refuse...

Space will be made into batteries!

After taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but think: "Will the drastic changes in the nightmare space... finally be revealed to the world?"

More than two hundred years ago, when spiritual energy revived.

This mysterious nightmare space has also quietly sprouted.

Accardo grew up in the adventure of the nightmare space.

His river of blood also relies on the power of space.

but……

Wage earners, whenever possible, will find ways to start their own business.

He is also included.

Therefore, back then, he deliberately fell into the hands of Van Helsing.

With the power of the overwhelming faith of the 'Anglican Church' possessed by the Butania royal family, they broke free from the shackles of the nightmare space.

After that, he occupied several nightmare worlds in that nightmare space, proclaiming himself the king and obeying orders but not announcements.

Even though that space is strong, it can't do anything about the blatant exploits of a being like him.

After all, He is too dull.

Mechanical responses and mechanical arrangements are full of loopholes for a being like him.

not to mention……

He also had his elder brother who took the lead and supported him in front.

However……

Now, everything in the past no longer exists.

The nightmare space has changed.

That changed more than three months ago.

The time was just after the death of Princess Maradon.

It was also because of Marathon's fall that he escaped from the space and regained consciousness.

I thought that as long as I didn't go in again, it would be safe.

Who knew...

People will still come to your door now.

"Dramatic changes in space..."

"I'll have to face it sooner or later!"

As he thought about it, he already made a decision.

I have to go back and take a look.

………………………………

Amon looked at Nanna who looked innocent.

He slowly lowered his head.

Those moss-like things were burrowing into His body.

He is inevitably moving in the direction of batteries.

He sighed.

The square in this space is now filled with a strange and thick fog.

Apart from Nanna in front of him, He could see no other living creature.

There was no other way, Amon could only count on the 'Moon God' who had just regained his freedom.

So, He said: "Nanna, are you confused..."

Nanna nodded.

"Then let me explain to you one by one what you are confused about!"

"This is a nightmare space..."

"After I was liberated, I came here to avoid the prying eyes and searches of the Lord!"

"That Lord?" Nanna was shocked when he heard this word: "He... He is still there?"

That was Nanna's nightmare.

He will never forget the door that suddenly opened in the Sumerian sky.

The god lingering in the light strolled out from it.

The army of angels behind him was overwhelming.

The Sumerian civilization and Sumerian pantheon were suppressed in an instant.

His Father God was torn apart alive.

He could not escape his fall and was pulled from the moon.

Finally, it was stuffed into a golden core and became a tool of the Kingdom of Heaven, existing as the Wheel of the Moon.

Became a slave to heaven!

On the other hand, he must fight, charge, and act as a mount for his master.

Amon chuckled...

"Why isn't He here?"

"He has always been..."

"It's just that His awakening requires the release of seven seals!"

"When those seven seals are released, He will resurrect from the bottomless pit and the Kingdom of Heaven at the same time..."

"Then..." Amon said with some fear: "The whole world will become his nourishment!"

"We, our civilization...the pantheon...the people..."

"It will all become a delicious and nutritious soup!"

Having said this, Amon asked Nanna: "Nanna, have you ever seen a beekeeper or an ant farmer?"

Nanna didn't quite understand, so he nodded and said, "What do you mean?"

"That Lord is the beekeeper and the one who raises ants!"

"He's going down a path that even we can't understand!"

"The end of this road requires a potion!"

"The formula of this potion is the whole world!"

"Just like a beekeeper cutting the honey produced by the bees..."

"It's like those ant farmers who soak the entire nest of ants in medicinal wine!"

"After taking this last potion, He can use the whole world as a springboard to move towards a new world and enter a new realm!"

Nanna was horrified as he listened.

"No wonder...no wonder..."

He remembered that after he escaped from the east, there were all kinds of existences along the way, opening doors of convenience for him.

The Odin gods of Northern Qin Continent...

The Greek Aspirin gods were secretly helping Him.

He was still confused, but now, he finally understood.

Everyone is afraid that the Lord will wake up.

The day He awakens will be the end of the world!

The whole world will become His meal and His further medicine!

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the Lord told everyone about it from the beginning.

In Genesis, He made it clear.

Whatever He wants to do, He will do!

In the past, Nanna was confused and thought he was just bragging about His greatness and intimidating the whole world.

but now……

Looking back, this was a grand ceremony in itself, an incredible ritual.

By this means He marked the whole world.

The more people believe in Him, the more powerful the potion He brews!

Looking at Nanna shivering.

Amon didn't blame Him either.

After all, that's what anyone would do if they knew the secret.

The entire world has been laid down with rituals, magical powers, and marks.

Just waiting for the day of receipt, you can cook a unique miracle medicine.

The whole process has been announced to the world and everyone knows it.

"Let's not talk about this issue for now..." Amon said: "You don't have to worry too much!"

"He wants to wake up and open the seven seals!"

"And it must be opened by someone else, not by yourself!"

This is a ritual ritual.

It is also the method of making potions.

You have to be willing, at least it is the general trend.

Although the master has already figured out everything and made arrangements.

But in the end, you can still struggle.

It is also possible to resist.

And it's not an imminent threat.

Amon said to Nanna: "Let's talk about the current situation first!"

"As you can see……"

"This nightmare space is also something we can't understand!"

"He is not in myths and legends!"

"Wherever the spiritual energy revives, it suddenly appears..."

"At first, He was weak and dull..."

"So we entered here and became players...controlling this place..."

"Even using Him unscrupulously..."

"But now it seems... I'm afraid this was intentional..."

"This nightmare space is the same as that Lord..."

"The ritual has already been planted in us..."

"Now... He begins to harvest!"

He looked at his lower body, which was bound by something like mud, and invaded by something like moss. He wanted to turn himself into a battery, a battery that feeds the space!

"I can't leave!"

"But... dear Nanna, there may be hope for you!"

"If you can escape, or have a chance to meet other lost people..."

"Go and ask for the liberator!"

"Only the Liberator may be able to save me!"

"The Liberator?" Nanna didn't quite understand, so he asked, "Who is he?"

Amon smiled and told Nanna a name. Nanna was dumbfounded after hearing this: "Him?"

"Isn't He?"

"So..." Amon said: "He is both a betrayer and a liberator!"

"Before you, most of me and other lost people were liberated by Him!"

"But!" Amon seemed to have remembered something and said to Nanna: "You must not believe him either!"

"Why?" Nanna didn't understand.

"Have you seen the Ouroboros in Zion City?"

Nanna nodded.

"Then think about it carefully..."

"Ouroboros, what does it represent?"

Ouroboros is reincarnation.

Connected head to tail.

He raised his head, inexplicably horrified.

Because he remembered the legend of the Lord.

Amon chuckled: "How do we know whether he is a betrayer or a liberator?"

"How do we know whether He is carrying out the mission set by His Master?"

"I'm afraid, even He himself doesn't know..."

"Quack!"

This is the terror of that Lord.

Unknowable, unseen, unheard.

What's even more terrifying is...

No one knows His true face.

Do you think He is only the God and Creator of heaven?

hehe!

Amon said arrogantly: "Odin once told me..."

"The seven virtues and the seven deadly sins are two sides of the same coin!"

"He suspects that the same is true for that person and the red dragon!"

The Seven Virtues are the seven angel kings under his seat.

Corresponding to: loyalty, hope, generosity, justice, perseverance, restraint, and frugality.

The seven deadly sins are: pride, jealousy, anger, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust.

The seven virtues correspond to the seven archangels.

The seven deadly sins correspond to the seven fallen angels.

Interestingly, the seven virtues are archangels, and the fallen angels represented by the seven deadly sins are also the archangels who served them.

so……

He is the good person, and He is the bad person.

Good is Him, and evil is Him.

Therefore, He can be either the God of heaven or the red dragon of the bottomless pit.

Just like ouroboros, connected from head to tail, it forms a whole.

Thinking again of the so-called secret realm of the lost...

Nanna swallowed.

He felt that he was tightly bound by an invisible net.

No breathing, no struggling, no breathing.

Despair emerged in my heart.

Nanna suddenly remembered.

He said to Amon: "I was rescued in the east!"

Amon nodded and said, "I heard about it!"

Nanna swallowed and asked: "The person who saved me...could he also be the one?"

This question is simply unthinkable.

It’s scary to think about it!

Amon was also stunned.

………………………………

Groups of light balls were looming above the mist.

The cyan stone foundation emerges in the illusion.

Sitting on it is Umr, the reason and wisdom.

He listened to the discussion between the two strong ants in the ant nest under the mist.

There was sarcasm on his face.

"Another beggar is talking about the emperor's golden pole!" He sneered.

Fortunately, it is Him who is on duty today.

The merciful and broad-minded Umr.

Not the grumpy, brainless guy.

Otherwise, those two ants would have been trampled to death by now.

Of course……

The reason why He didn't trample those two ants to death.

The reason is also because it’s not worth it!

Why bother?

He has long since passed the stage of making soup out of the world.

His current path is one of treating the universe as minced meat.

Use everything in the entire universe to cook it into a pot of soup and rice.

Then eat it while it's hot, and it can control the owner's dream reincarnation several times.

For a being like Him.

Only a world the size of the universe can barely fill its stomach.

"Then again..." Yamr, a wise, kind and calm man, gently moved the lenses in front of him.

Looking at the human women appearing in the mirror one after another, wanting to become their master's slaves.

The sarcasm on his lips became even more intense.

The old rulers left seeds everywhere.

This is instinctive.

Because they cannot control their own energy, nor their own madness.

They are entropy.

The madness keeps rising.

Therefore, we must continue to reproduce offspring.

Disperse your own madness.

Create one horrible monster after another.

but……

Those are the Great Old Ones.

A bunch of trash who can't control themselves!

Once you reach the level of an Outer God, you can already control your own madness.

Therefore, in countless universes, the descendants of the outer gods are extremely rare.

Not just because the Outer Gods don't need it.

It is also because there are very few beings who can withstand the madness of the outer gods.

As far as He is concerned.

Except for the God of Darkness and Fertility and a few others.

Any creature, even if it only glimpses one billionth of its true face.

In an instant, he will be swallowed up by the darkness and madness that represents the truth.

Become a pile of deformed flesh and blood without intelligence, dominated by madness.

As for the owner...

Even if it is the master in a sweet dream, even if it is the master who has not yet woken up, even if it is only the master who is sleeping soundly.

It's not something such a mortal thing can bear.

unless……

"They grew into existences of the old days..."

"I can probably barely bear it!"

only……

Become the old days?

Yamr laughed.

Because this is impossible.

Unless they please their master first.

This was only possible when the master personally blessed them.

But the problem is that if the master wants to bless them personally, they may get a glimpse of one ten thousandth of the master's reality.

Then in an instant it turned into a pool of crazy flesh and blood without consciousness.

This is an endless loop.

However, it's not like there's no chance.

The master's awakening level is constantly increasing.

If it continues, this dream may become terrifying.

Just like a glass of water, what should I do if it’s almost full?

Find a way to pour some out!

Thinking of this...

Yamr smiled.

He, who exists in human form, looks a little weird when he smiles, but it's still normal.

After all, countless years have passed, and some people have even been able to maintain their sanity after seeing Him.

He turned his head and looked at another mirror.

In the mirror, the world is reflected.

He looked at the mirror in front of him again.

Mortal objects in the mirror.

"Who will be the lucky one?" The corners of His mouth slowly raised.

With a wave of his hand, countless tentacles emerged from the base under him.

These tentacles penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood of this nightmare space.

Then merged with the flesh and blood of the nightmare space.

These flesh and blood slowly twisted under the catalysis of His divine power.

Turned into portals.

The door is already open.

A bridge appears between time and space guarded by the Silver Key.

Next, there’s the link!

He looked at the pictures of the world.

The demon hunter girl looked up at the sky from the top of the building.

The track of the abyss is constantly approaching.

…

At dusk during the journey to the west, there was a girl facing east, walking among the uninhabited mountains.

……………………

On the heavenly continent, a resolute girl lies dormant under the thick loess.

Above her head, demons and Shura were roaring.

A six-armed Shura was killing everyone.

……………………

The yellow sand filled the sky, and the girl, who was almost unable to control herself, held the spear that was still hungry and walked firmly towards another floating city that was about to crash.

…

Under the dark red sky, the Iron Sisters fluttered their wings.

She was leading the people of Steel towards a lair where the descendants of the evil god were entrenched.

…

"Well..." Yamr suddenly thought of it.

"I'm just a housekeeper..."

"How can you make the decision on behalf of the master?"

"That one will be beaten to death!"