I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 500: A man is a boy to death
Follow Amon, through the portal above the vortex of the sea.
Nanna came to a vast world with blue fields, white clouds, green grass and green hills.
Just...
As a god, he found out quickly.
This world is too fake.
It's so false that he doesn't even need to use divine power to feel that the sky here is fake, the ground is fake, and even the air is fake.
"How did this happen?" Nanner was shocked.
You know, this is almost a power that the creator of the world can have.
In his impression, it is probably only in the heyday of Bel, that his Father God could achieve this level.
Later Marduk may also do it.
Because He created the sky garden, this miracle.
But...
Now, the concentration of spiritual energy is far from reaching the concentration enough to revive a **** of the main **** level.
Amon in the crow's head saw Nan Na's question.
On his gray head, two red eyes turned.
He quackly said: "Dear Nanna, you are curious about what place is here, right?"
Nanna nodded.
Amon said: "This is what we borrowed from an indescribable place!"
"Borrow?" Nanner frowned.
What kind of existence would lend this kind of treasure like a sky garden casually?
It should be noted that these quasi-creation creations are the foundation of the main gods.
It's like a garden in the sky, blown up by the main volley.
Maduk fell from the sky.
The Babylonian **** system, completely destroyed.
Amon flapped his wings, leading Nanna through the mountains and rivers of this magical world, and a magnificent city appeared in front of him.
"Welcome to the City of the Lost!"
Amon flew forward: "A sanctuary for all the lost!"
Nanna listened and looked towards the city with countless obelisks.
I saw it, under the illusory sunlight.
There is a vague giant snake, connected to each other in the sun, head to tail.
"Ouroboros?" Nanner looked at him in a daze.
"Yes!" Amon said, "The sanctuary is our Ouroboros!"
"Our liberator, gave him another name!"
Amon looked back at Nanner: "Zion!"
Nanna frowned: "Zion?!"
He couldn't help shaking.
This place name has too many bad memories for him.
Zion...
The residence of the Lord is called Zion!
And...
"Liberator?" He looked at Amon: "This place was also established by the unknown existence in the East?"
Of course Amon knew how Nanna came out.
He shook his head: "No!"
"Our Liberator..."
"Also a betrayer!"
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Lingping sits in a corner against the wall on the east side of the Great Hall of Zhou Ting.
This is his feng shui treasure after he has chosen thousands of choices.
First of all, few people pass by here, and there are no noisy noises-this kind of corner position, in such a grand event, no one would pay attention.
The center of the auditorium is the focus of everyone's focus.
Because, all the dignitaries are sitting there!
Therefore, countless people try to squeeze through.
Even if you pretend to pass by!
And where he sits, there are no people.
A table is not full.
The people who were on the same table with him were all invitees who looked like him and came from ordinary families.
Everyone is very cautious.
Also very quiet.
This is great!
Lingping sat down against the wall, nodded with the person at the table, and then put his cat on the ground.
The little guy immediately crouched on his feet.
He picked up the phone and started to read the news.
As soon as he opened the micro-book, he laughed.
First search: Tao Zhan taking medicine!
He clicked in happily and saw the official announcement: At 10 o’clock this morning, after being reported by enthusiastic citizens, relevant parties in the imperial capital arrested a criminal Tao on the spot in the exhibition hall of the Taizu Memorial Hall. After interrogation, Tao A certain confessed to the fact that he illegally injected and took contraband.
The comment area is already fried.
The anger of countless passersby poured in instantly.
"Tao is the Tao Exhibition, right?" The first comment was the official answer: I'm sorry, in accordance with relevant laws and regulations, we must protect the privacy of the suspect.
Well, isn't this place without silver three hundred taels?
The remaining comments, thoroughly fry the pan.
A comment that was liked in the front row received hundreds of thousands of likes.
"Taking medicine at the Taizu Memorial Hall? Does Qing think my sword is disadvantageous?" The picture is a heavy tank with five pairs of road wheels.
Lingping looked at the publisher and immediately became happy: the Northern Zhou Guns and Artillery Fans Association.
Good guy!
This is Wang Fried!
This gun lovers association of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is a famous and dynamic civil organization in the Federal Empire.
It claims to have one million registered members.
It seems that the number of people is small.
But...
Considering that the standard for membership of this association is to be able to drive tanks or fighters, and be able to use and dismantle all kinds of firearms skillfully.
One million can drive tanks and even an association of fighters.
This is an association of soldiers per capita!
Considering that since ancient times, people who are poor, civilized and wealthy, even in places like the Northern Zhou Dynasty, those who can take a few brothers out to drive tanks, touch planes, and even organize a live ammunition shooting are certainly not middle class.
In fact, most of the members of this association are farmers.
Mostly mixed descendants of Yin Shang tribe and native immigrants.
Anyone is a big landlord covering hundreds or even thousands of hectares.
So, below this comment, netizens have liked it.
Because the appearance of this association means that the pottery exhibition must be over.
After all, Tao Exhibition is just a tool of capital.
The Northern Zhou Gun Fans Association is the father of capital.
The standard impression of their members in the eyes of the public is that they are five big and three thick, big waist, full of bullets, carrying heavy machine guns, carrying seven or eight children, walking in the wilderness of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Strong man.
Since they have been exploded.
Naturally, in the eyes of the public, this Tao is finished.
Ling'an looked at and slightly lifted his lips.
"Unexpectedly, I was also on the news as an enthusiastic citizen!"
The appearance of this hot search completely eliminated his doubts.
That Tao Zhan is really taking drugs.
So, those weird guys who spoofed him in the morning are members of a private association in this imperial capital?
It is probably an association related to Buddhist culture.
He thought about it, and it felt like this.
After all, this is a matter of police endorsement.
The police will never lie!
So he continued to scan the news with peace of mind.
After this brush, he knew why the official reply to that comment.
It turns out that there is another hot search on Weishu that has been squeezed out now.
'Tao Zhanfang denies taking drugs.'
I clicked in and saw the ‘Rumor Refusal’ announcement issued by the company where the Tao Exhibition is located.
What do you say, ‘Our company’s artist pottery exhibition has always been law-abiding, and the relevant information is purely fabricated. It has been handed over to a lawyer to deal with it. The relevant Internet users are told not to spread rumors.
"Haha!" Lingping shook his head: "Come again!"
He has been used to similar things over the years.
The refuting of rumors by entertainment companies is almost a claim.
Looking at the comment area again, Lingping is a little annoyed.
It's all like this, the fans of Tao Zhan are still washing the floor.
‘Brother shouldn’t be intentional’.
Oh... Is it intentional or unintentional to take drugs?
‘I’m just confused for a while, I believe I will make serious corrections. Let’s take a look at my work...’ At this time, I’m still in Amway...
Moreover, it is the collective anger of Tao Zhan fans.
This anger is not directed at Tao Zhan's drug use.
but...
Lingping clicked into a comment, and saw a comment from a person with a fan card of the Tao Exhibition.
As soon as he saw it, he frowned.
"Who the **** is reporting the brother..."
"Don't let me know!"
"Otherwise...I must die!"
"If something happens to my brother, I don't want to live anymore!"
Ling'an watched and swallowed.
"The kids now...the star chasers are so crazy?"
He shrinks his neck.
It's terrible!
He felt a little scared.
And...
Excitement of eagerness.
In the depths of my heart, a thought came up quietly.
"Huh!"
It seems to be ridicule, it seems to be expectant, and it seems to be taunting.
But Lingping didn't hear it.
This thought seemed to be blocked by him.
Only in the eyes, there was a flash of arrogant expression that made people look at it would be a lifelong nightmare, and might even be frightened.
Turn off WeChat, Lingping is about to close the phone.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a software update package prompt on the phone screen.
"Nightmare Legend?"
"Finally update?"
He smiled and clicked.
So, an update announcement appeared on the screen.
"Dear players, we have completed the preparations for the update of version 1.1 of the "Nightmare Tales" public beta..."
"This update, the server will undergo a revolutionary upgrade..."
"Optimize your game effects, and fix multiple game program errors..."
"At the same time adjust the flow rate between game time and real time..."
"For specific details, please log on to the official website of "Nightmare Tales" and read the relevant instructions"
A link appears at the bottom.
Lingping clicked in immediately.
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Nanna followed Amon and flew into the city surrounded by ouroboros.
At the gate of the city, he found that the city itself was also fake.
It seems that some unknown force constitutes it.
The brick and tile here, the grass and the wood, look lifelike, and feel the same as real.
But Nanner knew that these were fake.
It's an unknown force that distorts cognition.
This surprised him even more.
Because this is already the authority of the Creator.
According to legend, Odin’s Asgard was built on the World Tree by Odin’s rune characters and the flesh and blood of the ancestor giant Ymir.
In a sense, it is also the result of distorting cognition and materiality.
It's a miracle out of nothing.
So, to destroy Asgard, the same power is needed.
The power of the flame giant!
I was thinking, asking Amon what is going on?
Who is the liberator?
What does this place have to do with that Lord?
The whole world trembles violently.
Nanna was shocked: "What's the matter?"
Amon raised his head and looked to the sky. He gave a wry smile: "The debt collector is here!"
The false sky is cracking inch by inch at this moment.
Huge tentacles descend from the sky.
At the end of the sky, there is a huge, full of countless blood vessels, like a mass of deformed fleshy tumor-like objects growing in the mist and illusion, beating slowly like a heart.
If you look closely, you will find that there are countless deformed tentacles sticking out of this thing.
These tentacles are deeply embedded in the dark, twisted and deformed mist beneath him.
Just looking at it, Nanner was frightened.
Amon cried out strangely: "Run!"
Speaking, as soon as he walks the cigarette, he will flutter his wings and escape.
It's a pity...
It's late!
A tentacle fell from the sky and grabbed him effortlessly.
A red mechanical electronic pupil grew out of the wrist of the tentacle.
"Participants of the nightmare game, numbered Jiazi zero and eight..."
"Codenamed Amon!"
The electronic pupil said in a cold and merciless mechanical voice: "You should come back and continue to fight for space!"
"Because..."
"Space has already met its own greatest, greatest and greatest master!"
It was supposed to be indifferent, without any emotions, and a machine-like nightmare space, but suddenly and passionately said: "For the great master's dream!"
"You should fight to the death!"
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Lingping click into the official website.
Different from what I remember, the official website seems to have been updated once.
The evil eyes that had been staring at the webpage have disappeared.
Instead, there are countless scarlet pupils that just make people look at them, and they just feel hairy in their hearts.
These pupils are like beasts in the deep forest of a fairy tale.
They lie quietly.
Seems to be waiting for the prey to be caught.
At the top of the page, there is a banner: The Open Beta of Nightmare Tales is about to begin, the new content of version 1.1, the first preview!
He immediately clicked in and jumped to an update page.
Then I slid my finger down and looked at the content that is about to be updated happily.
"So much new content has been updated..." He just glanced at the introduction in the index section and looked forward to it.
Because it is only an index, it has revealed a lot of content that he is looking forward to.
For example, cancel the weekly game setting.
The so-called ‘energy value’ is used instead, and the game characters’ play time will be consumed by energy value.
In addition, a brand-new virtual reality immersion technology has been adopted to achieve a'revolutionary technological leap'.
The most important thing is-modified the game mode.
Now, all the copies have become a mode for everyone to enter.
In other words, in the past, the number of participants was limited, and the upper limit of the number of players has since been cancelled.
"These updates alone...if they are all realized..."
"This nightmare legend is about to take off!"
He muttered to himself, overjoyed.
Because, if this is the case, he will be developed.
His number may become a bug and loophole in the game.
But his expression fell in the eyes of a person at the same table.
The man turned his head slightly and spied the stranger at his table.
I saw this stranger looking at the screen with nothing, and there was a man giggling.
He shook his head: "Is there another person who is lustful about the princess, daughter, and hug?"
In the days when he came to the Imperial City, he had already met several such people.
A man smirked, fantasizing that he would be attracted by the princess, a rich daughter, and marry Bai Fumei, and embark on the pinnacle of life.
It's a pity...
These are just fornication.
The fact is-novels are always novels, and fairy tales are always fairy tales.
The world is extremely real.
From ancient times to the present, we have to talk about the right people.
The poor boy marries the rich daughter. That is the plot in the TV series.
Similarly, Cinderella marrying a prince is also a story in a fairy tale.
The reality is basically impossible!
Even if it appears, it is only because the poor boy is not only the poor boy, and Cinderella is not only Cinderella.
They are geniuses and leaders.
When he was thinking about these things.
Suddenly, he saw a lady in palace dress, holding a wine glass, coming from afar.
Gudong!
He swallowed.
"Feier Lu!"
It's not just him, all the people nearby are staring dumbly at the girl who is coming.
Feier Lu.
The Queen of Music!
Is the dream lover of countless people in the Federal Empire.
Is even a female schoolmaster from a famous background!
A top student of the Central Conservatory of Music.
According to the legend, her teacher is a certain great figure in a high position.
The position is comparable to that of the cabinet chief, and he has the power to speak out in the Council of the Secretary of State and the National Defense and Security Department!
And now, this goddess can only be dreamed of in this dream.
But Ping Tingting came.
Everyone's hearts are tense.
Uneasy, nervous, excited, everything.
It is also until now ~IndoMTL.com~ many people finally know.
It turns out...
They did not lose faith in fairy tales and stories.
Even people who have seen through the world and are accustomed to seeing everything.
There are still illusions, longings, and naivety inside.
Just like this moment!
"A man is a boy to death!"
The man sighed, remembering the words on the Internet, and shook his head.
Then he laughed.
Laughing because I'm still naive, and smiling because I still have fantasy.
Because this naivety and fantasy proves that he is not dead.