I Really Not The Lord Of The Demon

Chapter 7 | Mechanical Gospels

[I Really Not The Lord of the Demon]

Chapter 7:

Elizabeth looked at the strange man, from the abyss of darkness, gradually walking back into the light.

When it appeared again, the foreign man had an additional book in his hand.

A book that seemed to be wrapped in some kind of metal.

The book cover trembled slightly.

It looks like the engine is roaring and the turbine is on.

Just by looking at the book, Elizabeth felt an inexplicable sense of admiration and admiration.

And these two emotions, he had not tasted it for a long time.

He looked strangely nervously, walked in front of him step by step, and then handed the book over.

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“Guests, this steel scripture, Gospel machine!” With a smile, Lingping handed the set collection in his hand to the fat sheep in front of him, and could not wait to sell it.

He is very clear and understands that players who are very involved in the show should adjust their interests and preferences as much as possible.

Therefore, he tried his hardest to imitate the tone of the discussion of the "Diverse Stars" players in the forum.

"Open up, and you can see the truth!"

"Open, a new world is right in front of you!"

"Open, and endless machines will take care of you!"

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Elizabeth's biochemical nano-cochlea resonates with the puzzling language of the freaks.

“This is a steel scripture, Gospel machine!” In an extraordinary sacred language, the book was handed over to Elizabeth, and an irresistible force made her subconsciously take the book.

It starts with a cold, cruel texture of steel.

Just the first touch.

Elizabeth seems to be immersed in a world of steel.

The machine is roaring, the hydraulic press is forging, and the hot solution flows out of the big container.

It was a temple and a machine paradise.

Materialistic world.

Lowering his head, he looked at the silver-white cover, words flowing like a solution of steel appeared on the cover bit by bit.At the same time, the name of the book was engraved deep inside his brain, the name of, even in person. The quantum puppeteer under the frontal lobe of the brain leaves a trail.

"Mechanical Grain".

The name of this book.

"Open up, and you can see the truth!"

"Open, a new world is right in front of you!"

"Open, and endless machines will take care of you!"

The tone of the strange man continued to rise.

Like an opera aria, full of inexplicable beauty, and full of charm.

Elizabeth could not control herself at all.

He trembled and opened the lid carefully.

Suddenly, his Quantum Mastermind began to be wildly overloaded.

The mechanical parts of biochemistry that have been inactive in the body are restarted one by one.

Nano-biochemical machines, as if they had wisdom, send countless pieces of information madly back to the main brain.

But the main brain seemed to be attacked by something, and there was a momentary freeze at that.

After the pause was over, the message sent to Elizabeth's brain was merely a hymn.

"Bell the bell once, push the lever to turn the piston and engine!"

"Bell the big bell twice, press the button, the engine will turn on, the turbine will turn on, and life will be injected ..."

"Run the big bell three times ..."

"Singing compliments in unison!"

"Praise the machine, praise the steel!"

"Great spirit of all machines!"

"You are the master who casts everything and the apocalypse that destroys everything!"

"More is good, great is beautiful!"

"Vaporize! Burn it! Eject it!"

"Steel forever, machine forever!"

Elizabeth was in a daze, and all her wisdom was robbed.

He really gave up on this great hymn.

Because he knows that he has found the truth and knows the true Savior.

That is the spirit of all possibilities.

Gods are born in steel, immortality in machines.

His heart is enough to accept all believers, and his supreme strength can protect any believer!

He's one and ten thousand.

Yes and no!

Therefore, Elizabeth's trembling body, holding the scriptures in her hands, said an incomparable pious: "His flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and steel is everlasting!"

How beautiful the hymn is.

What a sacred compliment!

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Ling looked peaceful in front of him. The foreign woman holding "Stars: The Official Set of Mechanical Ascension" suddenly swore with an S2 breath: "Blood and flesh are bitter and weak, and steel is immortal!"

"Do you want to be exaggerated?" Ling Ping'an could not help but complain: "It's just a game ..."

But think carefully, this world is so big, is there a problem with something strange?

Other people's things, what do they often do?

Sell books, make money, and eat a bowl of extra tofu tomorrow morning, that's right!

Lingping advanced forward, like a god's scepter, and kept flashing: "Steel is materialistic, because machines are truth!"

"It's just steaming and riveting!"

"Bodhisattva Nanwu Gatling is also it!"

"It is the Father, the Virgin, and the Holy Spirit!"

"Billions of towers are his glory, and his roaring machine is his sermon!"

"We have to walk in its path, like machines on the ground, machines roaring, and steel thrown!"

Not to mention, this trick is very useful.

The foreign woman started shaking just listening.

He seems to be getting deeper into the game.

Lingping looked very satisfied.

His customer is God, and in the future, there will probably be a lot of consumption by these Gentiles.

Especially with the aim of bringing more consumers to consume.

Lingping and peacefully whispering: "Machining gems are priceless, like the roar of an engine and the start of a turbine, they all require fuel!"

“So, son, are you willing to pay the price to get the gospel enlightenment and steel blessing?” In his view, this set book only sold for two hundred and twenty-five yuan, which was indeed true. The price of conscience!

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"The way of steel is materialistic, because machines are truth ..."

The voice of a strange, majestic and strange person, instantly echoed in Elizabeth's electronic cochlea, incarnated into a stream of information, broadcast from the brain of a quantum master, and heard directly by her brain.

"He is the only one!"

"Bodhisattva Nanwu Gatling is also Him!"

"He is the Father, the Mother, and the Holy Spirit!"

"Hundreds of millions of towers is his glory, and the roar of machines is his sermon!"

"We must walk in His way, like machines on the ground, machines roaring, and steel forged!"

That magnificent chant made Elizabeth completely fall and give up.

Quantum masterminds and all biochemical machines are completely conquered in this extraordinary sermon.

This made Elizabeth, who was already a mechanic, excited again.

Like a fully charged electric motor and a refueled engine.

He trembled and became excited irresistibly.

At this moment, the voice of a strange person echoed in the electronic cochlea again.

"Engine gems are priceless, like the roar of an engine and the start of a turbine, all requiring fuel!"

"Thus ... Son, are you willing to pay the price to get the gospel from this machine, thanks to steel?"

Elizabeth felt that voice was turning into a stream of information. He trembled and replied, "I'm willing!"

"I want to trade everything for that!"

He held the Gospel tightly in his hand.

Because that's the real truth.

It is also the last hope of mankind.

So, she lifted her head, like a baby bird staring at her relatives, begging: "Please make sure to teach me this Gospel!"

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“Very deep to enter the game!” Lingping looked at the stranger in front of him and sighed.

Because the other party was very involved in the drama.

Then, if you don't cooperate, it doesn't seem to make sense.

So, Ling Pingping smiled: "Son, in order to get the gospel of this machine and the blessing of steel, then you must present the most precious treasure of your body!"

He chuckled and stretched out his hand: "Chenghui, two hundred and twenty-five yuan!"

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Seeing the outstretched hand.

Elizabeth's quantum mastermind, crazy analysis.

"Chenghui, two hundred and twenty-five yuan ..."

元?

Money? !

Elizabeth looked at the strange man, seeing his head hidden in the mist, in the dark eyes, small sparks, gradually brightening.

His quantum mastermind immediately called the police insane.

This freak, perhaps this was the existence of Cthulhu among Cthulhu, finally revealing his fangs.

All past cases have proved that Cthulhu or similar existence emerged from nothingness.

Their behavior, their thinking, and their purpose, even their own existence.

Everything cannot be understood and interpreted by humans.

Anyone who hurriedly wanted to understand it only had one end distorted by that crazy thought.

And such an existence, does it need money?

In other words, what currency does He want, the currency that man understands?

Holding the mechanical gospel in her hands tightly, Elizabeth gasped for air.

At this moment, his quantum master brain suddenly sent a flow of information to the brain.

Elizabeth took a deep breath after seeing the flow of information, she had no choice but to accept the choice given by the mastermind.

Because, at least, it's still an option.

He took out the Evil God Crystal from his body.

Pale blue spear, round and smooth, full of artistic beauty.

He took off the ring watch he had brought from his wrist.

Then, he went through these two things, the only thing he could take right now, trembling.

"I'm sorry!" Elizabeth slowed down her voice as much as possible, and said nervously, "I don't have the money you want ..."

Really no.

Since he doesn't even know, what 'money' is being asked by the freak in front of me?

Even more inconceivable, what kind of currency was needed for such an existence?

He can only do his best.

Wishing this freak would be as his master had guessed.

Will be willing to accept his simple offering, and promise to give him a chance to collect the 'money' he needs.

"I can only reduce you for a while!"

"I hope to get your permission to sell this Gospel, the book of sacred mechanical truth, to me ..."

"I promise and swear that in the future, I will bring enough money to repay your kindness today!"

This is the only way to survive.

Say it's 'weird'.

He was willing to shoulder his debt and promised to bring back enough money to be paid back in the future.

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Ling Ping An looked at the items handed over.

The blue gelatic bird is about the size of a goose egg from an unknown material.

Something that looks like a ring watch.

It was just that the letters and numbers engraved on the ring watch made him unable to understand.

After all, foreign language majors in the Federal Republic have always been majors that diplomats or employees of foreign trade companies can apply for.

Ordinary Grade B university graduates like Ling Ping An could only recognize twenty-four foreign letters.

In addition, the impression and understanding of the Gentiles is pathetic!

This is something that cannot be avoided.

Ling Ping looked at the foreign woman.

Chu Chu's pitiful appearance made him a little gentle.

"In addition, the Federation has been a manners since ancient times ..." He thought: "After all, this Gentile woman doesn't look like the kind of person to be reckoned with ..."

Then, he nodded.

Take what the other party handed over.

Then, he took out a notebook from the counter.

Ask someone else: "Who's your name?"

"Doris ..." The other party seemed hesitant and replied.

"Where is that guy?"

"United States..."

"Huh?" Lingping frowned. He had never heard of this country, but few foreign countries and the general public could recognize it all.

So, he shrugged and wrote it down in his notes.

Then, he looked to someone else and handed in the questioner: “Sign here!” He pointed to the empty space in the notebook and said.

Even though he said, Lingping could actually let him take the book and return tomorrow to give her the money.

But, this defensive heart was indispensable.

So, charging a mortgage is common.

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Elizabeth tremblingly looked at something like a book that had been handed over.

In his eyes, he saw a pair of evil eyes emerge from the booklet.

In the electronic cochlea, a low voice resounded.

He took the pen that was handed over.

He knew that this might be a legendary contract.

But he had no choice but to passively accept it.

So, he took out a pen and left his name in the booklet.

Elizabeth (German).

After writing the last letter, he seemed to have fainted, losing all strength.

But it seemed relieved, and the whole body was full of excitement.

The freak saw him sign his name, and handed him the Cthulhu Crystal and the ring watch, and received a place that seemed to be in the drawer.

Then, he turned his head, and in the dark eyes, the sparks slowly faded away.

"Remember to redeem early!" Urge the stranger.

Elizabeth nodded vigorously, and then asked: "Sorry, how can I get" the money "you want?"

This is what he cares about the most.

Is the currency understandable to humans?

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"Excuse me, how can I get the money you want?"

Lingping listened to the question of the foreign woman in front of him and knew that the other party was still immersed in his own world.

But because he wanted to.

Then, Lingping would not disturb the other party's fantasies rashly.

After arranging his language a little, Ling Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course use machinery and steel to snatch it from the evil god and his minions!"

The background of the stars was that in the future era, the ancient evil gods in the universe were awakened.

Along with the rise of these ancient evil gods, and the enemies of the evil gods, they return from a distant galaxy.

The human trapped in the middle is forced to follow only the story of the three main avenues of machines, psionic energy, and genes.

But in fact, the so-called Cthulhu and ancient alien civilizations are just ATMs and players' equipment providers.

Many players rely on working in games to make money and make a living.

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"Of course use machinery and steel to retrieve it from the evil god and his minions!"

The majestic sound was heard directly from the electronic cochlea and passed directly to Elizabeth's brain.

It made him feel like a lightning strike.

The whole person was immediately amused.

"That's right .. the primary brain assessment is right!"

"He ..." Elizabeth looked at the strange man in awe: "Definitely the enemy of the Void God!"

So, Elizabeth bowed deeply and respectfully: "I must obey your will!"

Although it is still unclear, what currency does he really want?

but ……

Destroying the evil gods, cleaning up their minions, and returning the world to the right track is the highest ideal of every human being!

If this could be done, what difference would it make even if it cooperated with a more terrifying existence?

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"I will obey your will!"

Ling Ping An looked at the crazy-looking Gentile woman in the drama, UU Reading www.ukahnshu.com shrugged a little, then said, "That's it!"

He looked outside the door, a thick fog remained.

Lingping thought for a moment, took out a flashlight from the drawer and handed it to the other party: "Outside a bit foggy, take this ...and go home early!"

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Elizabeth handed me the flashlight.

He doesn't really understand the function of this thing.

This backward creation from the old age was eliminated before Void Storm.

But he still took it.

Then he bowed again to the strange man, held tightly to the book in his hand, and walked out of this strange and magical bookstore.

A thick fog enveloped the entire world, making him unable to know directions at all.

In a daze, Elizabeth involuntarily lit a flashlight in her hand.

A bright light shot out, and the path ahead gradually became clear.

"So ..." Elizabeth thought: "To get out of here, you have to get tokens and permission from the bookstore owner ..."

"This flashlight is just a voucher ..."

"Maybe ..." He looked at the flashlight in his hand: "In the future, I can still hold it, walk into the fog again, ask for help from the bookstore owner, and get his reward and help!"

He held the flashlight and walked towards the direction he came.

In the electric light, the road gradually became clear.

Immediately, he walked to the place where the moon demon son was stepping on when he came.

On the ground, the once great Evil God Heir had disappeared even a little trace.

He turned his head, the light in the depths of the fog seemed to be extinguished.

The whole world is empty and dark.

Just the light from the flashlight in his hand.