I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 365: The gun of sin!

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In the afternoon, Lingping had just eaten and was picking his teeth.

Today he had seafood risotto.

The taste is okay!

That’s...

It seems that the flavor is insufficient!

However, it’s already good to be able to find a takeaway that is not unpleasant these days.

Throw the toothpick into the trash can, Ling Ping picked up the phone, and brushed up the micro-book routinely.

Today's Internet is calm.

The hot searches on the micro-books are basically celebrities' drafts.

Both male and female celebrities are busy fighting for beauty.

Lingping looked at it and was about to turn it off, but found a news from the city government on the local news channel at the bottom of the hot search ranking.

"Jiangcheng and Butania Lincolnshire have signed a sister city agreement!"

Ling peacefully scratched his head: "Lincolnshire?"

Generally speaking, the imperial people's knowledge of foreign nations is extremely shallow.

Many people simply don’t know how many countries are there in this world?

The same goes for spiritual peace.

He is a little confused even the nations of the world.

But Lincolnshire?

"The hometown of Newton's bachelor?" He was stunned.

The Bachelor of Newton is one of the most familiar Gentiles of the Union people.

He is an undisputed genius.

The founder of modern physics and mathematics.

The various disciplines he pioneered are still the basic theories that guide science.

The people of the Commonwealth have respected and appreciated knowledgeable people since ancient times.

Educated people have always been respected in this country.

So, the Newton Fellow received all the honors he could get in the Federal Empire.

Emperor Master, Honorary Head of the Knights of Confucius and Mencius, Lifetime Honorary Dean of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, Hereditary A, Dean of the Institute of Nature and Physics, Vice Dean of the Datong College...

Almost all schools have his portrait hanging.

Therefore, every member of the Federation knows that this bachelor is a sage from Butania from Qin Lu.

His hometown is Lincolnshire.

Just...

"Jiangcheng City and the hometown of the Newton Fellows form sister cities?"

"How is this connected?"

Click on the news, and Lingping knew immediately that this matter is not easy.

Because, at the signing ceremony, Butania's ambassador to the Federation and representatives of the Butania royal family were also present in person.

This is enough proof that Butania attaches great importance to this!

Just...

Lingping can’t understand why this Jiangcheng has something to do with Butania?

Even let them endorse it at the expense of the **** card from Newton University!

"Forget it..." I don't understand, Lingping simply doesn't want to, anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

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Acado is wearing a tuxedo and holding a wine glass, leaning against a corner of the reception.

He looked at the scene coldly, the people pushing their cups.

The corners of the mouth slowly overflowed with a smile.

"This is a poison pill wrapped in honey!" He mocked, the two smiling faces of two diplomats who looked like brothers in front of the reporters.

"Accado..." Ingulat frowned his beautiful brows lightly: "What do you mean?"

"There is a famous saying in the East, short hands and soft hands..."

"Some things are difficult to stop once they start!"

"Especially this country is so powerful!"

"Once you fully cooperate with them... things are no longer under control..."

He turned his head and looked at his mistress: "Little Master, have you learned the siphon effect?"

Ingula nodded.

"This Eastern country is a huge magnet for all other countries!"

"If you get closer, you will be firmly absorbed..."

"Only stay away is the only way not to be attracted!"

"Nanyang countries..."

"Silla, Fusang..."

"It's all like this..."

"The best talents, like metal shavings from a magnet, continue to fall into the arms of this country..."

"The Datong School said that the world is the public..."

"The Republicans say that everyone is like a dragon..."

"There is always one that suits people!"

This is why this Eastern country still leads the world even though it does not use its swordsman.

They tucked their fists under the robe.

Use etiquette and morality to replace tanks and airplanes, and treat culture and ideas as nuclear bombs and space-based weapons.

In the sweet words, everyone is involuntarily stuck in it.

So, they don't need to balance offshore, they can also sit and watch the wind and clouds, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Ingulat listened, but didn't quite understand.

"Nanyang countries, Fusang, and Silla, is there anything wrong with the current life?" she asked back.

In the past, she didn't know, because the eastern world was relatively closed.

Even if you have the Internet, you will not be able to communicate because of the difference in text and language.

But, as she began to learn and understand the situation in the Eastern world.

She already knows.

In the eastern countries, because of the existence of a giant.

So, all countries do not need any armaments.

Their safety is guaranteed by the country under their feet.

The spirit of benevolence and righteousness, named as the spirit, guides the order of the Eastern world.

One party is in trouble, all parties support.

At the end of this summer, Nanyang suffered a great disaster, and the Federal Empire used a large amount of material assistance.

Even directly dispatched troops to assist in disaster relief.

After the disaster relief is completed, retreat immediately without stopping.

In normal times, the Empire’s cheap grains, industrial products, and medicines were sold at very low prices.

Even the poor can have a full stomach.

In order to encourage countries to export, this country has a series of laws to protect and assist countries in their development.

Therefore, for the first time in the past three hundred years, the eastern countries do not need to worry about war, famine and plague.

Backed by this great country, everyone can enjoy the dividends of peace and development.

Compared with...

Qin and Lu's countries are bleeding and fighting endlessly.

Military expenditures account for more than 10% of the budget throughout the year.

North Qinlu’s military expenditures have continued to skyrocket.

Therefore, Ingulat feels that if he can establish a cooperative relationship with this country.

So, this is a good thing for Butania.

In this huge market, even if Butania only accounts for one percent, it is enough to plunge the national economy into prosperity.

Acado looked at his naive little master and shook his head.

This little master, although premature and smart.

But after all, I still don’t know the dangers of this world.

Ingulat asked: "Accado, are you still jealous?"

Acado took the wine glass, shook his head, and nodded again.

He squatted down, looked into Ingulat's eyes, and said to her: "My little master...you are still young..."

"I don't know the ugliness and danger among adults!"

He certainly has a hatred of this country!

In a sense, Lord of the Blood River is actually a product of the Hundred Years' War.

His subject was originally a general.

From the generals on the battlefield of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

He can no longer remember the specific memory of his predecessor.

I only remember vaguely, I am surrounded...

Tens of thousands were surrounded.

The dragon flag was dancing, and all the artillery pieces were pushed up.

The panicked soldiers yelled, frustrated.

They have been betrayed.

Reinforcements will not come.

Soldiers from Butania and France under the flag of Saint George and Lily, in despair, lined up, braving artillery, and marching on drums.

The gunpowder is filled with smoke and cannons roar.

The battlefield is full of corpses, bleeding and drifting.

Blood, flowing through the gully, finally gathered together.

That's where he was first born.

A betrayed army.

A slaughtered battlefield.

Anger! despair! Bloodthirsty! Crazy!

Countless remnants wailed.

He was bred from the depths of the blood sea, born from the dead on the battlefield.

So, after the recovery, I am determined to take revenge.

Recalling this, Akado's eyes gradually became cloudy.

But...

For more than two hundred years, although he is committed to this.

Fighting and losing.

I've been beaten and lost my temper.

After the Holy League was forced or voluntarily dissolved.

He already understood that revenge against this country is impossible.

He is a monster!

But it is a rare patriotic monster.

His soul, his spirit, and his thoughts have all been carved into Butania.

In particular, his two-hundred-year operation in Northern Zhou Dynasty was smashed.

I witnessed another of the same kind who also crawled out of the battlefield, the Duke of Hell, after being pinched to death like an ant in this land.

He has actually turned to reality and reason.

This is also in his spirituality, the part from Butania is at work.

Butanians have only benefited since ancient times.

Because of this, he is worried.

Ingulat, where do you know this?

She looked at Akado's expression and asked: "Since Akado, you don't like it... you can obviously object to it..."

The Lord of the Blood River is the guardian of Butania.

So, Lord Blood River has the power to veto all treaties and laws.

This is determined by his strength.

What he did not agree with, Butania did not dare to agree.

Acado laughs bitterly: "Is it useful to oppose?"

"Besides, I have to agree too!"

As long as this city in this country, there is still the trace of the bookstore owner.

Butania can only move closer!

Because, if you don’t join, there is no future!

Originally, the technology and economy of this country, and even the extraordinary power, have been outstanding leaders.

It has opened up the generation gap with other countries.

If they get further help from the bookstore owner.

So...

The future of Butania will be bleak.

Real interests force Butania to choose to join with it.

Just like in the Hundred Years' War, after hitting the back and suffering numerous casualties, Butania was the first to make a compromise.

Even before...

Acado looked at the portrait hanging in the reception.

The portrait of the Newtonian bachelor...

How can the priceless treasure of the kingdom come to this country without the consent of the Butania royal family?

Although there is a legend, it is because the emperor of this country exchanged gold ten times the weight of a Newtonian scholar in exchange.

A game of golden horse bones.

However...

At that time, the two countries were belligerents!

No matter how faint the queen is, how can she agree for the mere gold?

Thinking about this, Arcado thinks of reality again.

Thinking about the Qin and Lu kingdoms, he said to Ingulat: "From today on..."

"My little master, you must be careful..."

"Our enemy will not let you go!"

Butania has been the rebellion of Qin Luzhong since ancient times.

In the past two hundred years, it has been a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of the Bone Church.

The emperor of France looked wild, breaking his halberd and sinking into the sand.

The dream of Prussia, the soul of Paris.

The crown of Habsburg falls...

These are all good things for Butania.

In the past, the Bone Church was willing to endure.

Because Butania is at least a ‘rebellious’.

But now...

In the eyes of the Church of the Bone, Butania may have become a ‘traitor’.

A traitor more hated than the heretics of Northern Qinlu!

Capture the thieves and the king first.

Ingulat, as the core figure in maintaining the relationship between the Lord of the Blood River and Butania, is naturally the target of being targeted.

The assassin of the Bone Church, maybe already on the way.

Ingula nodded.

She is familiar with this.

Since she was sensible, she was always shrouded in the shadow of assassins.

The assassins of the Church of the Bone were thinking about assassinating her all the time.

Her ancestors also basically died in the assassination of the Bone Church!

Including her ancestor, once Qin Lu's greatest demon hunter-Fan Haixin!

Born in the Bone Church, but betrayed the priest of the Bone Church.

"After a while, I may leave you..." Arcado said.

"Your safety, I have asked General Song Sihui..."

Acado took out a talisman from his arms and handed it to Ingulat: "Take it with you..."

"It will protect you!"

This is the talisman painted by the governor of this country.

At a critical moment, you can resist the full blow of an admiral!

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Bone Church.

Qin Lu's most important sacred place.

Countless human bones are decorated here with chandeliers, walls, candlesticks, and icons.

Tens of thousands of bones constitute the outline of this sanctuary.

This church, which should be creepy, is not half evil.

On the contrary, the sacredness and solemnity are everywhere.

Especially now.

The wave of aura recovery is constantly scouring the world.

Sacred sacred glory is flowing on every bone here.

That is the Lord’s affirmation of the dedication of His followers.

Is also the omnipotent Father, his love for his children and lambs.

Qin Lu people regard death as sacred.

They believe that after death, they will step into heaven and be with the Lord.

So, devout believers, it is the honor to dedicate the bones to the church.

Also, this is not something ordinary people can do.

A qualification that only the most devout believers or nobles, kings, and priests can have.

And in the Bone Church, there are the bones of several kings.

The spirits of these believers after their deaths haunt inside and outside the church.

Their pious beliefs stirred up a psionic storm in resonance.

On the cross, there are chants.

As if the eyes of the Lord, the omniscient eye, are watching here.

The gray-bearded bishop, holding his scepter with a slight twitch, passed through the believers who were praying.

He walked to the holy seat.

On the holy throne, the brilliance of the archangel slowly appeared.

That is the messenger of the Lord!

Michael!

The King of Angels!

The bishop knelt down before him.

Leading the priests, began to recite poems praising the King of Angels.

In the hymn, the consciousness of the King of Angels began to recover.

He hangs down his divine wings, covering everyone.

These are His lambs.

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The will of the King of Angels, like the waves of the ocean, swept through everyone's heart.

"Must die!"

So a feather fell off.

It fell on a priest, and the feather fell into the hands of the priest, transforming into a spear.

Holy artifact!

The Gun of Longinus!

The gun stained with the blood of the Son of God!

With the gun of sin!

Also the gun of salvation!

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