I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 8: The noise in the dream

　　 looked at the figure of the foreign woman, disappearing into the mist.

　　 Ling walked back to the store safely and pulled down the rolling shutter.

　　 Then, he locked the store door, went to the counter, and picked up the phone.

　　 thought for a while, he looked at the ring watch in the drawer and the cyan spar, and said: "It may be a valuable item..."

　　 "Take it upstairs and put it away!"

　　 The law and order in the Federation has always been very good.

　　 But petty theft has never been prevented.

　　 took those two things, went back upstairs, turned on the light, and he collapsed into the soft sofa as usual.

　　 "Comfortable!" As he said, he opened a can of drinks and took several sips.

　　"Play a game!"

　　 "I feel that I will definitely break through the unyielding silver tonight and enter the golden rank of glory!"

　　 It has been several days since falling into the silver section and then quickly falling into the bronze abyss.

　　 It's time to go back and let the golden warriors see the anger from the Avengers!

　　 threw the blue unknown spar aside along with the ring watch, took out the phone, and entered the canyon.

　　 Tonight’s canyon is destined to be bloody!

　　…………………………………………

　　 Out of the mist.

　　 The ruined hills reappear in front of you.

　　 Holding the "Mechanical Gospel" in her hand tightly, Elizabeth gave instructions to the master: "Master, correct the time!"

　　"The time is now, 102 years of the void, April 14th, 3:12 pm!"

　　 "When did I enter the mist?" Elizabeth asked again.

　　"April 14, 102, at 3:11 pm!"

　　Elizabeth looked up suddenly.

　　 As expected, she did not expect it.

　　 She held up the "Mechanical Gospel" in her hand, feeling the steel rhythm and the roar of the engine from the book.

　　 "Mastermind!" She asked: "Blood and flesh are bitter and weak, and steel is eternal!"

　　"Will you join me on the path of spreading the eternal way of steel?"

　　 The quantum mastermind under the frontal lobe of the brain is a tool for mass production and installation of Doomsday Fortress.

　　 is just a rigid tool.

　　 But Elizabeth knew that now, it is no longer the mastermind of the past.

　　The mechanical will has penetrated into the mastermind's data.

　　The eternal steel gives the mastermind its own will.

　　 sure enough.

　　 After a moment of freezing, the voice of the master's brain echoed in Elizabeth's brain.

　　"The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and the steel is eternal!"

　　 "Okay!" Elizabeth laughed.

　　 The mechanized mind is disintegrated at this moment.

　　 is replaced by a brand new force.

　　The real machinery is by no means dull and ruthless.

　　 is absolutely materialistic, absolutely rational, absolutely rational!

　　 As Elizabeth smiled, one by one nano-biochemical machinery in her body began to pop out and covered her body.

　　 She knelt down on her knees, facing the fog, and chanted aloud the hymn of the mechanical gods: "Bell the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

　　 The armor on her body gradually flows with the chanting, and merges with each other like water.

　　"Bell the big bell twice, press the button, the engine will ignite, and the turbine will start..."

　　The miniature nuclear fusion reactor installed in the body began to dissolve, slowly turning into an ancient, obsolete, but powerful steam turbine.

　　 flesh and blood are pumped into it, generating immense power.

　　The will of steel appeared from Elizabeth.

　　 "Bell the big bell three times..."

　　 The mechanical clock rang in her body.

　　 "Praise in unison!"

　　The great will came from the void, staring at this miserable world.

　　 Elizabeth shuddered and praised: "The great spirit!"

　　 "You are the master of casting all things, and the apocalypse who destroys everything!"

　　 "More is good, big is beautiful!"

　　 "Evaporate! Burn! Cast!"

　　"The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and the steel is eternal!"

　　 When Elizabeth stood up again, she was truly and completely integrated with steel. All the nano-biochemical machinery originally installed in her body was now truly integrated with her, including the quantum mastermind.

　　 She stretched out her hand, her silver-white steel skin, shining brightly in the pale and cold sunlight.

　　 shook lightly, and the steel arm became flesh and blood again.

　　 crystal clear, white as jade.

　　 She knew that she had become a steel nun and a mechanical missionary.

　　The great spirit of omnipotence has already taken care of her.

　　 Since then, flesh and blood are steel, and steel is flesh and blood.

　　 In her hand, the mechanical gospel opened automatically.

　　, a babble was heard directly to the brain.

　　 She knew her mission-to build a temple of machinery, build a steel altar, and spread the gospel of machinery and steel to the world.

　　In the end, the great spirit of omnipotence will descend into this universe.

　　 all evil gods will be expelled.

　　 also brings the true truth to the universe.

　　 flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and steel is eternal!

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The painting style of 　　 Canyon is no different from usual.

　　 Zuan University Fellows and Federal Band Duties, never absent in every game.

　　 However, all these difficulties can't stop the spiritual journey of peace.

　　 As the enemy's crystal exploded, a golden light flashed across the phone screen.

　　Ling Ping An officially entered the glory golden rank.

　　After a few days of sinking, he finally returned, returning to his former peak and glory.

　　 "Brother is awesome!" He happily picked up the drink on the sofa, and sullenly: "The scum of the canyon, wait!"

　　 "Your king, is back!"

　　 He already has the confidence to enter the legendary strongest king segment, and let the canyon warriors surrender to his feet!

　　 Suddenly, Lingping scratched his head: "Why is this drink so spicy!"

　　 He felt as if he was drunk.

　　 the chest and belly are hot.

　　 The whole person also seems a little drowsy.

　　 yawned, he picked up the bottle of drink, put it in front of him, and looked at it: "It's soda, not wine..."

　　 But he didn’t think too much, just put the phone down and lay down on the sofa: "It was all night yesterday, so I just made up for it today!"

　　 has forgotten at all. The cyan spar he originally placed on the corner of the sofa has disappeared.

　　 He soon fell asleep.

　　Everything in the dream is in such chaos, and there is only darkness and nothingness in front of me.

　　 "I have this dream again!" Lingping sighed.

　　This dream, he has grown up since he was a child.

　　Sometimes it may not be possible to dream once a year, but sometimes, it will appear continuously.

　　Ling Ping An has a hard time understanding this dream.

　　 But he is used to it.

　　 So, he also simply floated around in the chaos in his dream.

　　 Everything in the dream is so silent and dark. And his body, like a feather flying in the wind, can float around lightly.

　　 Over the years, he has adapted.

　　 Usually he just needs to float, float, float, float until he wakes up naturally.

　　 This time, it was a little different.

　　 He floated and floated in his dreams. I don't know how long it has been floating. Suddenly, a burst of piercing suona and guanine noise of musical instruments came into my ears.

　　 That suona sound is weird, harder than any noise.

　　 The sound of those guanidine-noisy instruments is like a DJ frantically playing in a bar or nightclub.

　　 just listening, it made people upset, grumpy, and subconsciously, Ling Ping cursed: "Blow your sister!"

　　 "Shut up!"

　　 So the world is quiet~IndoMTL.com~ and he also woke up.

　　 "It's morning already!" He opened his eyes, and the morning sun fell from the window sill to the balcony.

　　 There are already cars on the road downstairs.

　　 picked up the phone on the sofa, and looked at the screen peacefully. There was a message.

　　 Auntie: Peace, the girl who introduced you last time said you never added her, what's the matter?

　　 took a safe look, and quickly pretended not to see it.

　　 put the phone in the crotch.

　　 blind date or something...too troublesome.

　　 Is the game not fun?

　　 Still unhappy with the codeword?

　　 Why bother yourself? You are in your twenties, just like those of your age, with a baby on the left and a baby on the right.

　　 "Huh!" Ling peacefully looked at the sofa.

　　 The ring watch is still in place.

　　 But the spar is missing.

　　 Ling Ping An immediately became nervous, and rummaged for a long time on and off the sofa.

　　 But in the end, even the shadow of the spar was not found.

　　 "Where did you go?" He scratched his head: "Didn't I bring it upstairs? No, I remember it!"

　　 He recalled last night when he went upstairs and collapsed on the sofa to fight the canyon, drinking a can of soda by the way.

　　 At that time...

　　It seems that the spar was once placed with the soda can?

　　 He quickly picked up the deflated soda can from the glass table, but looked left and right, he didn't see the spar.

　　 "It's miserable!"

　　 "I guess I will have to pay for it!"

　　 "I don't know how much that spar is worth..."

　　 "In case the lion opens his mouth..."

　　 Then, the young bookstore owner became worried.