I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 438: Report (1)

The golden wings of the King of Angels cover the entire church.

On the walls of the church, the bones flowing with sacred rhyme, faint hymns sounded from them.

These devout believers who have been dead for many years, even if they have been dead for so many years.

Their souls and bones are still praising and worshiping God.

The all-knowing and all-powerful Lord.

Also sings the king of angels who guards here and protects their souls.

The lieutenant of heaven, the lord of light, the dragon slayer, the sword of the lord.

The king of archangels-Michael!

At this moment, the body of this archangel who is widely regarded as the "closest to God" is surrounded by the holy light of anger.

The holy light boiled in anger.

So much so that the appearance of the Lord of Light emerged from the Holy Light.

It was a perfect man with long blond hair.

Golden wings spread out behind him, and divine rays of light like white ribbons escaped from his sacred body.

The eyes filled with holy light reflect the distant scene.

In the end, only one big hand was left in his eyes!

The Moon Wheel fell into that big hand!

Boom!

The angel was thrown to the ground.

Smashed to pieces!

Here, resurrected from the body of an angel.

The anger of the King of Angels is burning.

"Profanity!"

He couldn't help holding the holy sword in his hand.

Red cross sword.

This is his weapon.

This holy sword that once defeated the red dragon Satan is now covered with flames from heaven.

However...

He didn't dare to draw the sword after all.

Because at the moment He had that thought.

His spirituality issued a devastating warning.

Let him know if he dares to draw a sword.

Then he will fall today!

Even if his master wakes up and descends from heaven, he will not be saved.

"Who is that?" In the eyes of the Lord of Light, the last seen picture flashed back.

The man who appeared silently.

A man wearing a facial mask.

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"My lord..." Nanner turned around and looked at the man in front of him.

This man with a facial mask.

He worshipped gratefully: "How can I repay your great kindness?"

This is both gratitude and an attempt to hug the thigh.

After all, heaven can kill him once.

Of course you can kill him a hundred times!

Nanna is very clear, don’t talk about facing the ‘only omniscient and almighty Lord’.

It is the king of seven angels under his hand, and he can be picked up at will.

Because heaven has already destroyed and digested several gods.

Not only one Sumer was swallowed by him.

Solomon's demons are not immune.

Now that the thigh is right in front of her eyes, Nanna naturally knows that she should hug it tightly!

Ling Ping'an looked in front of him, the sluggish maidservant, an old man who wanted to hold his thigh and sell cute.

He blinked, shook his head, and said arrogantly: "I don't need ants' gratitude!"

This is the truth!

No matter how strong the ants are, they are nothing but ants.

It is the so-called Southern Zhou marching ants that have been blown to the sky by people on the Internet. No matter how many come, they can only be trampled to death in front of humans.

It's really not good. You can set it on fire and spray with insecticide.

There is always a way to exterminate them.

In his mind, everything in this world is based on this principle.

The ants in the nest.

He doesn't bother to tell!

Nanna choked immediately, and he wanted to work hard.

Ling Ping An already shook his head: "Are you still going?"

"Stay here, plan to wait for me to send you a certificate?!"

Infinite fear arose in Nanner's heart!

Certificate?

He could naturally hear the meaning expressed in the context of this ‘adult’.

Would you like to send you a certificate of commendation to the west?

He immediately bowed his head obediently: "The little one will go..."

He just came alive, but he doesn't want to go back.

And he knew that if he died in this hand, it would be a real death!

There is no chance of resurrection!

So, after kowtow, he walked out of this hall slowly and respectfully.

When he came outside, he saw a human standing in front of the parking lot.

Nanna looked at him, eyes full of alert.

Because, from this man, he felt a fatal danger.

This is a human being capable of killing him!

A human with the power of slaughter!

"Guardian of the Ur, salute you!" Nanner said softly.

The other party nodded and said: "Your Excellency, there is something that needs your cooperation..."

Nanna frowned.

"The Prince of Poland is a foreign guest of our country..." The other party whispered: "There has never been an unknown death record of a foreign guest during a visit in our country..."

"Please do me a favor..."

He was very polite.

But Nanner knows his subtext: If you don’t help, I will kill you!

And he does have that ability!

Not to mention, Nanner also felt a deadly threat, hanging from the clouds.

A very sharp long knife hung over his head.

That is a god!

And he is an extremely powerful god!

Guan Shengdijun?

Nanna remembered some information she had learned from Ludwig's memory.

So, he knew the identity of this man.

The only **** slayer in this world right now, the captain of this country's black guard!

So Nanner laughed: "The captain is busy, of course I have to help!"

Dare he not help?

Don't dare!

So, his body twitched faintly.

A man fell off his body and fell to the ground.

It is the Prince of Poland, Lieutenant General Ludwick, Hurricane.

The prince stood up ignorantly, looked around, and asked: "What happened?"

The next second he screamed: "My psionic...My psionic..."

The hurricane shook his eyes with horror.

The strength gained from the blood of the gods finally fell due to the departure of the blood of the gods.

He is not as good as an ordinary person now.

The face is pale and the body is empty.

Nanna didn't care about him, just tapped his feet and drifted towards the sky.

For him, the most important thing now is to find a place to hide.

Otherwise, if someone finds him, the one from the White Bone Church will certainly not hesitate to spend two hundred years of faith, come out in person, take him back, and become the wheel of the moon again!

Li Shouyi looked at the Sumerian **** walking in the moonlight.

His eyes flickered.

As the strongest among mankind, he is still a **** slayer.

Li Shouyi naturally knows that there are more secrets about myth invasion and myth coverage.

Some of these secrets are even related to the nature of the gods.

At this moment, he looked at the Sumerian Moon God, flying away in the night, flying into the distance.

He lowered his head.

I remembered some of the secrets I saw when I beheaded the evil god.

So, a hint of sarcasm floated at the corner of his mouth.

God?

Haha!

Then he looked at Ludwig, who was already panicked.

"His Royal Highness..." Li Shouyi whispered: "I saved you, should you cooperate with my work?!"

Ludwick, at this moment, there is no original pride and arrogance.

He understood that his mission as a stone had completely failed.

Not only did he fail, he also lost all his chips.

In Qinlu society, people who have no chips are nothing!

Not as good as tools!

So, he nodded immediately: "Yes...Yes! I must cooperate with you!"

Ludwick knew that with his current situation, as long as he went back, he would definitely die!

The royal family will not forgive him, nor will the Bone Church and Hell let him go.

No matter which side he falls into, his fate will be extremely miserable.

On the contrary...

The former enemy has become his only life-saving straw.

So, he was almost a slave, and said: "Captain, I will do everything you want!"

Li Shouyi laughed.

Qin Lu people are like this.

In the past three hundred years, the Federal Empire has understood very clearly!

He smiled: "We look forward to a broader and deeper cooperation with Your Highness!"

He already knows that after tonight, the world situation will change again!

Just like more than two hundred years ago, a wave of aura recovery suddenly swept the world.

Suddenly, Qin Luren felt that he could do it again.

So, tore up the signed "Vienna Peace Treaty" and gathered a large number of extraordinary people to launch the New Qinling Campaign.

It wasn't until the empire's copper and iron walls hit his head and broke his blood, and even the king was sent to the guillotine, and then he rushed for peace.

Now, it's normal.

The tide of spiritual energy is rising again.

Soon, the gods who could only rely on the ceremonies to be able to take action may be able to lift the shackles.

The age of mythology will truly come.

By then...

Li Shouyi understands that the international situation and even the order of the world must be reshuffled.

So, before that, draw a few more cards in your hand, there is no bad thing!

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Ling yawned peacefully.

He looked at the people who looked at him eagerly, like cats and dogs, wagging their tails.

He shook his head.

He is not interested in communicating with these ants.

But...

In the ant nest, he saw a familiar figure.

"Qianye sauce!" Lingping smiled and waved.

The Fusang girl heard the words, her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Lingsang..." She ran over happily and bowed deeply: "Really you?"

Everyone's eyes widened and couldn't believe it.

Only Rikiya Aiko nodded in his heart.

"The eldest princess implied...that's him..." She sighed with emotion: "It really is going to the country...Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Fortunately, Fusang is used to it.

In the past millennia, the Fusang Kingdom has become accustomed to this country with many talents and leaders.

I have already acquiesced that I am a country that needs to be led, guided and taught.

It is a position that needs to follow and learn wholeheartedly.

A thousand years of time are enough to generate extremely powerful inertia.

This inertia makes Fusang people habitually follow even in the era of aura recovery.

"I'm a little hungry..." Lingping touched his stomach and said, "Qianye sauce, make me something to eat!"

He said these words very calmly.

Because this is true!

Artists create and perform, but they consume a lot of energy and energy.

Chiba Michiko nodded very happily: "Okay..."

"What would Lingsang want to eat?"

Lingping looked at the girl in front of him, he thought about it seriously, and then said: "Whatever you want!"

He is a little tired today.

If you plan to fill your stomach, go back to sleep.

Chiba Michiko asked, "How about pork chops?"

"Okay!" Lingping nodded, then said to her: "Let's go!"

So, ignoring everyone else, took the Fusang girl and walked straight out of this place.

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In the office building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Chu Weiwei put down the phone in her hand, her face full of weirdness.

"What's wrong?" Li Anan asked.

"Captain..." Chu Wei said slightly: "Heiyiwei calls from the headquarters... The headquarters says... Ask us to prepare a press release..."

"What draft?" Li Anan asked.

"The draft on Ludvik, Prince of Poland and Lithuania, seeking asylum in our country..." Chu Weiwei said curiously.

Li Anan raised his head, her small face filled with shock.

She has no idea what is going on in this world?

It's only a few hours?

Has it been twelve hours since the prince got on the plane?

Didn’t he come to make trouble?

How did it become asylum seeker?

The world of big shots is really scary!

But she still nodded: "It seems we are going all night tonight!"

Such a big thing, it must be overnight!

Fortunately, for the extraordinary, it is normal to stay away from sleep for a month.

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Ling safely sat in the unmanned restaurant, eating the food delivered by Chiba Michiko.

Grilled pork chop, baked tuna, steamed egg with sea urchin...

He swept away quickly.

Then patted, a little full belly.

Although he was still a little hungry, he stopped eating while watching the busy and sweaty Fuso girl.

"Thanks for your hard work, Qianye sauce!" he said casually.

"No hard work!" The Fusang girl bowed happily: "This is what I should do!"

Ling Ping An didn't turn down the same way as in the past, but accepted all the flattery from the other party.

Because it should be, of course.

He stood up and said to Chiba Michiko: "Then I will go back to sleep..."

"You can rest early too!"

"I'll give it to you!" Chiba Michiko said quickly.

"No need!" Lingping said: "If you follow me, I'm afraid you will see something not so good..."

He has a hunch that his servants and eagle dogs are waiting for him.

And those guys are a little weird.

I'm afraid this girl will be scared.

If you are frightened, there will be no place to eat.

Chiba Michiko can only bow her head: "Then go slowly!"

Ling Ping nodded and walked out the door.

Go out the door, the whole hall is empty.

He went straight forward and walked over.

It seems to have passed through a thin layer of mist and appeared in another place.

It is a bookstore he is familiar with.

The poster on the wall is still the same as he put it on by himself.

He turned on the light and sat down on the counter skillfully.

An old computer, I don’t know who opened it.

On the screen~IndoMTL.com~ ripples like snowflakes are flashing.

He hugged his cat and leaned against the old chair.

In his heart, his reason couldn't help but said: "It seems that I really ate or drank something bad..."

"The illusion of going home!"

The distance between Jiangcheng and the Imperial Capital is thousands of kilometers.

How could it be possible to open a door and go home?

But before his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared.

A dark shadow.

The shadow crawled in front of him.

"Little Ao..." Lingping said casually: "You are here!"

"Yes!" The shadow crawled: "My lord!"

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