I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

"Meow~" The snow-white cat looked fat, vaguely like an "O" shape, rather naive and cute. The white cat tilted its head and looked at the door with two big yellow eyes. Standing and lying down for two people was originally an action that fits the word "cute" very well. But in the current situation, it seems very strange. The dark elf stalker stopped, looked at the cat, frowned, and a different feeling came up in his heart. Obviously it's just-an ordinary cat...why, something doesn't feel right? She turned her head and looked around, this bookstore saw-.---very ordinary, yes, ordinary, even compared to- The bookstores are even more featureless

There are no decorations, just rows of full bookshelves, more like a simple library than a bookstore. It is completely invisible to the owner of this bookstore to have any desire to attract customers. The dark elf's eyes swept around quickly and returned to the counter. The cat was still wagging its tail and jumped off the counter. It-leaves, the counter appears empty, and again there is nothing noteworthy. The white cat seemed to walk unsteadily because of its fatness, and staggered towards the dark elf, meowing as it walked. The dark elf instinctively wanted to retreat at this moment, but abruptly restrained his actions.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the dagger from Prima. In addition to the blood on the blade, there was also a faint glitter of gorgeous blue, indicating that the dagger was coated with poison. Well. Prima groaned with a pale face, cold sweat was oozing from her forehead, and some blue-purple meridians appeared on her neck, which seemed to be a sign of the spread of toxins. The white cat who walked slowly. Her mission has been completed, and it doesn't really matter if she leaves now. But if it is known that she was scared away by a cat, her reputation will be lost. It's just a cat : The dark elf took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, the cold light flashed in his hand, and the ether gathered on the blade within a breath, forming an extremely sharp blade. Quietly sent a peak blow, the white cat in front of him First a meal, then - - divided into two, while the surrounding ground did not take any damage and remained intact.

The control of strength is so good that it is the absolute strength of a panic-level stalker.

The dark elf breathed a sigh of relief and retracted the dagger, feeling that his false alarm was a bit funny. Just a cat. She ignored Prima, who was struggling gradually, and took out a hexagonal crystal, poured it into ether, and outlined bright lines on it, forming a floating communication formation. As stalkers, they do not use a communication device, which is too easy to be monitored. Although using a simple fixed communication stone is primitive and consumes more ether, it is less risky.

The opposite side quickly docked, and there was an inquiring voice: "The mission is completed? The weak Prima opened her eyes, she had heard this voice, and even felt familiar! Is Jerome, in terms of relationship, It is Prima's cousin! She gritted her teeth, and it really was the people in the family who decided to abandon their promises and find new asylum, and attacked her sister! And Jerome is also a member of the Truth Society. Lite has competed for the position of Director of Pharmacy, but she has never competed, so she must have a grudge because of this! The dark elf nodded: "She was right at my feet, and she was poisoned by the poison on my dagger. With her physical fitness , in three minutes, he will surely die. "That's good." The opposite said: "Hmph, her attempt to call Wapjisi in her dream is a foolish and dangerous act. Who knows what she calls out after tens of thousands of years of slumber. What? It's as stupid as her sister!" The dark elf pouted: "I don't care about these things, you just need to remember to pay me. "If you dare to break the agreement, my dagger will be used next time. Will be stained with your blood, understand? Jerome whispered: "Naturally, if I want to go back on it, even if you don't do it, the host of this blood banquet will personally maintain the reputation of the blood banquet, You can always believe in a blood feast, right? "You know.

The dark elf sneered, and then said: "Speaking of which, you Wapujis are really incompetent, you might as well convert to the mother of spiders like us.

Jerome Xian smiled and said: "That's all. Prima's call and accounting| is doomed to fail. Even if you didn't say it, I would have expected it." , how could it be possible to wake up now, only these fools will believe it. The dark elf fiddled with the moondial that rolled on the side with the tip of her boot, and said in a casual tone: ' "No, in fact she seems to have succeeded, but the primordial witch took her to an ordinary bookstore and let her Going straight into the dead end, do you think it's funny. Prima fell to the ground with her eyes slack, her whole body was frozen, and when she heard this sentence, her fingers struggled and moved, showing a hopeless and powerless expression. look.

Could it be- . Did Wapujisi really abandon her date? She raised her head vigorously and looked in front of the nothingness, only to see that the white cat on the ground that was broken in two was wriggling and splitting, from the shape of a cat. "Melting", it turned into a mass like a combination of countless worms and qiu knots, and countless tentacles stretched out and danced below, and split a hole in the center, opening a dimly yellow eyeball that was almost the size of the body. Prima's eyes were dull, and even though it was already at the juncture of life and death, she was still full of panic at this moment. Above, Jerome's laughter came out from the communication stone: "Hahahaha that shows that our choice is the right one, these fools, look at what their beliefs are, what Wapjis, and what? Bookstore hahaha..Wait the laughter suddenly stopped strangely here. Then Jerome suddenly asked: "What bookstore? The dark elf frowned, a little puzzled:" What bookstore? It's just a very ordinary one. The bookstore doesn't even have a sign

The tattered bookstore, with a bell hanging at the door, Jerome was silent for two seconds, and then came a hoarse roar: "Run!

The dark elf was stunned for a while, and looked at the communication stone in his hand inexplicably, not knowing what the madness of this client was. And this time, she saw the reflection on the communication stone - behind her, in the center of a wriggling white tentacle, the huge eyeball staring at her. The dark elf had no time to turn around before being bitten off by -0. Then the entire headless corpse was swallowed by the white tentacle pile. After a horrific squeak, the tentacle pile shrunk again and turned into the appearance of the white fat cat, licking its paws.--Picture ~ "One one