I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 507: The messenger

Ling'an held the chopsticks and picked up the dishes at will.

The taste is average.

He had already expected it.

That's what the state banquet is.

Clean, hygienic and good-looking is enough.

As for delicious?

People who come here are not for good food.

Just looking up slightly, you can see the look of the emperor sitting on the throne on the second floor shown on the LCD screens.

The little emperor is the only stranger in Lingping who remembers his appearance.

No way, I grew up watching from childhood.

The real national brother!

It's just that the cute little emperor, who was panicked and watched sitting on the dragon chair on the live broadcast, finally grew up.

He has a slight beard on his lips.

Counting age, 18 years old, right?

The voice of the little emperor also reached his ears through the loudspeaker.

He still speaks the same way, with a stern look, circumflex, and he should have memorized it many times before coming.

The general content is naturally grateful and thankful.

This is also the old rule for two hundred years.

The emperor speaks like this.

Ling Ping'an heard it, a little sleepy, and could only barely cheer up and hold on.

"The son..." Lu Feier said cautiously: "If you are tired, you can actually take the invitation letter and find a rest room to rest..."

Ling Ping'an listened and became puzzled: "Can you?"

The other side smiled and nodded.

Ling Ping'an shook his head: "This is not so good!"

"Let’s wait until the emperor finishes speaking!"

"Otherwise it would be too rude!"

"Oh..." Lu Feier quietly poured herself a glass of orange juice, drinking the orange juice, her beautiful eyes moved slightly.

This son of spirit, really is what the teacher explained.

Overall is willing to give face.

Sure enough, such great powers really value the face!

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The emperor's speech finally ended.

The audience applauded thunderously.

On a few tables under the emperor.

The three kings wearing crowns also got up, took their wives and children, and took off their hats to pay tribute.

The little emperor looked weakly at the eldest princess who had been sitting by.

After seeing the look on his sister's face, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest sister is like a mother.

He walked over cautiously, chatted with the three kings, greeted each other, and said some personal words to the princes.

Only then came to my sister and asked: "Sister, how am I doing today?"

Li Rouan stroked the white fox in her arms, she chuckled, "Your Majesty has finally grown up!"

"Sister, I can finally rest assured!"

Since Wenzong, the emperor of the federal empire, he has only one responsibilities externally: to play the role of Mingjun in the eyes of the people, and the emperor should act as the emperor the people need.

The current emperor's majesty has a natural advantage.

He came to the throne when he was young and grew up under the attention of the world.

The younger brother of a generation.

So, just play the role of a good brother and a good student.

The whole world will be satisfied.

It's just...

Li Rouan looked at her immature brother, her eyes also flashed into her unbearable.

Because she knows her brother, the current emperor.

In addition to playing the role of "National Good Brother".

Also bear the burden of the extraordinary world!

With a mortal body, we must support those two gods!

Even if you have the help of the emperor's king, you will lose your life.

But this is fate.

The fate of the heavenly family!

It is also the price to be paid by the king.

Li Rouan took her brother's hand, and the siblings sat down side by side: "After today, brother, you can rest for a few days!"

The little emperor listened, his eyes lit up: "Really?!"

"Hmm!" Li Rouan smiled and nodded: "It's time for winter vacation in advance!"

"Awesome!" The little emperor was very happy: "Then I'm going to the water park in the imperial city to play!"

"No problem!"

The little emperor is happier.

Li Rouan looked at her, with more compassion in her eyes.

Even the emperor who is rich from all over the world has to study hard like ordinary children.

Because, even if it is a mascot, the emperor needs to have sufficient knowledge and insights.

What's more, the emperor of the Federal Empire has never been a mascot.

His existence itself is the foundation that sustains this huge empire.

Ensure that the trade, personnel, capital and technical exchanges between the mainland on both sides of the ocean and the Northern and Southern Zhous are not subject to any restrictions. This is the core interest of the Federal Empire today.

The emperor is the ballast stone of this core interest.

A saying that people in Southern Zhou often say on their lips is: If it weren't for the emperor, buddy would have turned against you, the bird center today!

Therefore, the emperor in the constitutional era had to bear more obligations and responsibilities than before.

He must prove to the entire empire: I am still your good son, a king like Yao and Shun.

The picture of the royal brothers and sisters sitting side by side is naturally impossible for the media to let go.

Approved to get close to several major media reporters who can take pictures, immediately press the button to take a group of photos.

Tomorrow's front page is here!

Even the title: Heavenly Family Harmony, Sister Kindness and Respect.

With this title and this photo, millions of copies can be sold in Northern and Southern Zhou.

Maybe, it may break ten million!

The royalists and conservatives like to watch this kind of news most.

And further away.

The ambassadors and representatives of various countries who are arranged to sit on the edge have different looks.

The nations under heaven are naturally thunderous with applause and smiles.

No matter how dirty the countries are.

Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness are still the mainstream values ​​that cannot be beaten.

Even in this era of capital flooding and ritual collapse.

Because the more so, the more people yearn for tradition, the more they want to go back in time.

This is also the soil for the growth of conservatives and royalists.

Ritual and music are bad, and people's hearts are not old.

So, we must call for tradition and morality.

However, the ambassadors and representatives from various countries in Qin and Lu have different looks.

Some frowned, some smiled, some sneered.

There are even naked hostility.

The camera captures all their looks.

Zhang Hui looked at all this coldly.

He smiled slightly, remaining polite.

At this moment, his personal secretary walked up to him and whispered a few words.

When Zhang Hui listened, she frowned slightly: "Really?"

"Really!" the secretary replied.

"So..." He stood up and left quietly.

Pushing open the door of the emergency passage gently, he walked into the empty passage.

Then, take out a jade charm from his arms.

The jade talisman flickered while urging the spiritual power.

However, no sound came from it.

"Nightmare Space...reappears again!" He sighed lowly.

More than half a month ago, the nightmare space suddenly fell into silence.

The intelligence personnel who infiltrated the black guard reported the incident one after another.

Although they can't describe the reason, they can't explain the specific reason.

But rely on indirectness, side-by-side knocks and guess what you know.

The black guard judged that the nightmare space is undergoing some unimaginable change.

Now...

The result of this change is finally coming?

"Go!" Zhang Hui said to his secretary: "Go to the governor!"

The nightmare space seems to have nothing to do with reality.

But in reality, there are inextricably linked relationships.

For two hundred years, I don't know how many murderous people have hid in the nightmare space.

I don't know how much, the murderous man who once made people gritted their teeth fell into it.

Moreover, all those who enter it and come out alive will have a rapid increase in strength.

According to past intelligence, the Nightmare Space claims to be the "Hall of Evolution".

He instructs and arranges for ‘Nightmare Game Participants’ to enter the secret worlds and dream worlds to find secrets.

Use so-called coupons and skills to strengthen people's body and spirit.

It even sells many lost secrets and magical powers.

Heiyiwei has not slackened his research.

It's just a pity, it's hard to get any results.

In reality, there is no technology that can detect space equipment, medicine, blood line and so on.

But...

It's not entirely without gain.

The black guard, there are several generals, who rose from that nightmare space.

These veteran generals have contributed the most knowledge and knowledge of the nightmare space that the black guards have today.

But...now they have all disappeared.

Abruptly disappeared in his room and residence.

The staff, where they disappeared, found a mark they had agreed with the black guard.

That means, these powerful men who have been killed from the sea of ​​blood in the nightmare space.

I was captured by the nightmare space again.

And this... is a big deal!

Since more than three months ago, the nightmare space has changed dramatically.

All intelligence and information cannot be brought out from it.

Zhang Hui already knew that there would be such a day.

For those weird things, if they have power, they must be so!

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Lingping took the mobile phone and, under the guidance of a staff member, walked into a very well-decorated room.

"The son..." This young staff member has a very good attitude: "If you have any requirements, you can ring the bell at any time, and we will arrange it for you immediately!"

"Hmm!" Lingping nodded: "Thank you!"

"No hard work!" The other party said goodbye with a smile, and then closed the door for him.

Lingping lay down comfortably on a long sofa.

He took his cell phone and continued to watch the updates of the nightmare legend.

Looking at it, he received a text message.

Open it and look at it. It's a survey answer sheet for Nightmare Legend.

He glanced at the customer survey very well.

"Nothing left or right, just fill in for fun!" He said, leaning on the sofa, filling in each option.

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In the gray mist.

One figure after another slowly appeared.

These are all strong people in the past in the nightmare space.

Each body is full of surging psychic energy.

Acado stared at the figures.

Some are acquaintances, some are strangers.

However, everyone has one characteristic in common: they were all people who grew up in the nightmare space or took shelter there, and then got rid of the space and found a loophole.

Now, one of them counts as one,

They were all swept away!

No one escaped!

No one dares to escape either!

Because...

In the mist, people saw a shadow that was firmly bound by something like silt.

The crow's head is drooping.

The divine power in his flesh and blood is constantly being drawn out.

Amon!

The seventh demon **** among Solomon's 72 demon gods.

And at this moment, he was imprisoned by some terrible force.

And with some indescribable magic method, extracting his divine power.

He became a battery!

All high-ranking transcendents and gods fear the end most.

Life is better than death!

That means that his future, if nothing happens, will be a sculpture of this space.

A sculpture used to tell everyone.

Sculpture that kills chickens and monkeys!

Acado swallowed.

He knows that this is space silently warning them these people.

Amon’s end was deliberately displayed by Space.

"This thing... is getting more and more weird!" Arcado raised his head and looked at the dark red wriggling meatballs above his head.

Between the meatballs, faintly, one can see huge tentacles twitching.

"Accado!" He was just seeing the magic, but there was a circumflexed, powerful voice in his ears.

Acado turned his head back, shaking his whole body immediately.

"You...you..." He swallowed and couldn't help lowering his head: "Are you still alive?"

"You haven't died... how could I die?" The visitor gently untied his marshal uniform.

"Salute to you!!" Arcado bowed slowly: "The great conqueror..."

"The Immortal Caesar..."

"The noble and noble emperor!"

The only person in Qin Lu's history is that Akado fears.

The first one is the emperor.

The second one is the person in front of you.

The emperor, conqueror, and Caesar of Prussia.

People who once overwhelmed the world.

Just like the current governor of the East, he is the proud son of heaven.

The supreme who once said, ‘all contemporary problems are solved with iron and blood’.

Frederick!

Frederick the Great!

After the French emperor, Qin Lu was the second undisputed emperor of the Shenluo.

But...

Isn’t he supposed to be dead?

Dead on the journey of exploring Lilith's secret realm?

Frederick walked out of the fog.

He looked at Akado, and Akado looked at him.

He wears a bronze mask on his face.

Acado noticed that there was a black owl on his mask.

That is Lilith's holy emblem.

So...

He did not die in Lilith’s secret realm, but became Lilith’s family or lover?

"Don't look at me with such eyes!" Frederick took off his bronze mask, revealing his iconic beard: "I am now, but the chairman of the Qin Lu Women's Federation!"

"Fisting every day is good for body and mind!"

He sneered, his mouth full of mockery.

Acador listened, and suddenly reacted.

"No wonder...no wonder...Prussia has always been on the front line of equal rights for so many years!"

"That's it...that's it!"

"Lilith's anchor is you!"

Friedrich's eyes narrowed. "How can you say that?"

"How can I treat my sacred affirmative cause with this decadent patriarchal perspective?!"

"Besides, aren't you also a person discriminated against by Qin Lu's secular vision?"

He took out a form from his arms, handed it to Arcado, and said: "Acado, look at it, this is my latest research result!"

"Humans, supernatural beings and even gods can be divided..."

"Homosexuality, Heterosexuality, Bisexuality..."

"Psychological gender, physical gender..."

"Bad gender..."

"We should treat all differences equally!"

"And respect all differences!"

"Don't offend every sensitive soul!"

"Isn't it?"

Acado looked at Frederick’s smile.

He only felt his scalp numb.

He understands, Frederick in front of him... is no longer the emperor, conqueror, and Caesar who smashed the kingdoms of Qin Lu in the past.

He is already Lilith's puppet.

Maybe, the brain and soul have been eaten away by Lilith's divine power.

So, he is even more devil than the devil.

Every word is magical.

If you ask people to listen, you can't help but waver and believe.

Just when Frederick was about to continue to confuse and even assimilate Arcado.

This weird square suddenly surged.

The ground is shaking.

The mist is rolling in boiling.

Something seems to be coming from a higher dimension.

Frederick had no choice but to stop his actions regrettably.

He retracted the form casually.

Then, look into the depths of the mist.

I only saw the shadowy appearance of an unimaginable giant wrapped in the mist.

His head, where it was supposed to be a face, has grown out of a deformed, terrifying tentacle-like object that is frightening even through the mist, psychic boiling, and insanity.

The thing wailed horribly.

This howl makes the mist roll, boil, and even go crazy!

Just looking at him.

Whether it is Arcado or Frederick, a word emerged from the bottom of my heart: messenger!

He is the messenger!

Serves the supreme messenger.

A messenger who conveys his will to the Supreme Supreme, and executes the Supreme Supreme’s commands!

So, the honorific name of the messenger appeared in their hearts.

Night Screamer!

During the howl, whether it was Arcado, Frederick, or everyone standing on the square, they involuntarily slumped down and crawled to the ground.

Because...

This messenger is great.

Also omnipotent.

It's more manic and irritable.

Except for his master, no one can restrain or control him.

When he thought, the whole space would collapse!

So, under His coercion, no matter whether it is a **** or anything else, there is nothing but a prostrate and trembling part!

Even gods, in the eyes of such beings, are only ants.

The mist is boiling.

Vaguely, an inexplicable voice sounded.

"Nayako, enough!" This voice does not belong to any language, nor does it exist in any record.

But inexplicably, people just understand it.

"Declare the master's will!"

In this voice, the tentacles coming out of the terrifying giant face stirred the fog on the entire space square.

Even the flesh and tissue of the nightmare space above that head, there are large pieces of decay, distortion, and shedding~IndoMTL.com~The space screamed in pain.

This scream tears through time and space.

Something seems to be appearing outside the fog.

Things like tentacles, soothing the space of fear, repairing his broken body.

Until now, people did not know why there is a fog here.

And it's such a thick and strange fog.

Because...

This fog protects them.

Protect them from being torn apart by the howling of that terrifying giant!

Because of the protection of the fog, they can understand the howling of the terrifying monster.

Also survived his howl.