I Really Not The Lord Of The Demon

Chapter 8 | Noise in Dreams

[I Really Not The Lord of the Demon]

Chapter 8:

Seeing the figure of a non-Jewish woman, disappearing into the fog.

Ling walked back to the store safely and opened the cover.

Then, I locked the shop door, went to the counter, and picked up the phone.

After thinking about it, he looked at the ring watch in the drawer and the same thing with the blue spar, and said: "This might be a valuable item ..."

"Give it up and save it!"

Law and order in the Federation have always been excellent.

But petty theft can never be prevented.

Picked the two things back up, turned on the lights, and he collapsed onto the cushioned sofa as usual.

“Protected!” As he said, he opened a can of drink, and sipped a few times.

"Let's play a game!"

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

It had been a few days since it fell into the silver segment and then quickly fell into the bronze abyss.

It's time to go back and let the golden soldiers see the anger of the Avengers!

Throw the cyan unknown spar to the side along with the ring watch, pull out the phone, and enter the canyon.

The canyon tonight is destined to bleed!

…………………………………………

Out of the fog.

The broken hills reappear in front of you.

Holding the "Mechanical Gospel" in her hand, Elizabeth gave the teacher instructions: "Master, fix the time!"

"Time is now, 102 years Void Age, April 14, 15:12!"

“When do I enter the fog?” Elizabeth asked again.

"14 April 102, 15:11!"

Elizabeth looked up suddenly.

As expected, he did not expect it.

He raised the "Machine Gospel" in his hand, sensing the steel rhythm and roar of the machine from the book.

"Mastermind!" He asked: "Blood and blood are bitter and weak, and steel is everlasting!"

"Do you want to join me on the eternal steel deployment path?"

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

Just a stiff tool.

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

Mechanical will has penetrated into the data of the masterminds.

The immortal steel gave the mind of the master its own will.

as expected.

After a few moments of pause, the main brain sounds echoed in Elizabeth's brain.

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

“Good!” Elizabeth laughs.

The mechanical mind was shattered at this moment.

Replaced by new forces.

Real machines are not boring and cruel.

Absolutely materialistic, very rational, very rational!

As Elizabeth smiled, one by one the nano-biochemical machines in her body began to come out and cover her body.

He knelt down, faced the fog, and chanted the chant of the Mechanical God: "Bell the bell once, press the lever, turn on the piston and the engine ..."

The armor on his body, with singing, gradually flowed, and merged with each other like water.

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

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 were pumped into it, producing tremendous energy.

The will of steel emerged from Elizabeth.

"Run the big bell three times ..."

A mechanical clock rang on his body.

"Singing compliments in unison!"

A great desire came from the void, staring at this miserable world.

Elizabeth trembled and praised: "Great spirit of all possibilities!"

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

"More is good, great is beautiful!"

"Vaporize! Burn it! Eject it!"

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

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

He stretched out his hand, his silvery-white steel skin, shining brightly under the pale and cold sunlight.

With a light grip, the steel arm became flesh and blood again.

Crystal-clear, jade-white.

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

A great spirit of omnipotence has taken care of him.

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

In his hand, the mechanical gospels opened automatically.

, Chirping sounds directly to the brain.

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

Expel all evil gods.

It also brings true truth to the universe.

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

…………………………………………

The style of the Canyon painting was no different from usual.

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

However, all these difficulties cannot prevent spiritual peace from the journey.

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

Ling Ping An had officially entered the golden rank of glory.

After several days of drowning, he finally returned, returning to his previous peak and honor.

“My brother is amazing!” He happily picked up a drink on the sofa, and with a frown said, “Cheap canyon, wait!”

"Your king is back!"

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

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

He felt like he was drunk.

Chest and stomach feel hot.

The whole person also looked a little sleepy.

Vaporizing, he picked up a bottle of drink and saw it before his eyes: "This is soda, not wine ..."

But he did not think too much, just put down his phone, and lay on the sofa: "Yesterday last night, so I replaced it today!"

Actually forgetting, the cyan spar he had originally placed in the corner of the sofa had disappeared.

He fell asleep immediately.

Everything in that dream was that chaos, and there was only darkness and nothingness before me.

“I'm having this dream again!” Lingping.

This dream, he had grown up since childhood.

Sometimes it is impossible to dream once a year, but sometimes it will appear continuously.

Ling Ping An had trouble understanding this dream.

But he's used to it.

Therefore, he also just floated around in the chaos in his dream.

Everything in the dream was so quiet and dark. And his body, like a feather flying in the wind, could lightly float everywhere.

Over the years, he has adapted.

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

This time it's a little different.

He floated and floated in his dreams. I don't know how long it had been hovering, suddenly a piercing suona and guanine sound rang out in my ears.

Suona's voice was strange, louder than any sound.

And the sound of guanidine instruments like DJs in bars and nightclubs.

Just listening, it irritated, grumpy, and subconsciously, Ling Ping cursed: "Destroy your sister!"

"To be silent!"

Then the world became silent. UU read www.uukanshu.com

And he woke up too.

“After morning!” He opened his eyes, and the morning sun fell from the window sill onto the balcony.

There's a car downstairs on the street.

Picking up the phone on the sofa, Ling Ping looked at the screen, and there was a message.

Aunt: Peace, the girl you were introduced to last time said you never added it, what is it?

Ling looked carefully, and quickly pretended not to see him.

Put the phone in her crotch.

Blind dating or something like that.

Is this game not fun?

Still say the code is unhappy?

Why bother yourself, make it in your twenties, just like the same age, with the baby in your left hand and the baby in the right.

“Hah!” Ling looked at the sofa peacefully.

The ring watch is still in place.

But the spar is gone.

Ling Ping An immediately became nervous, and ransacked for a long time inside and outside the sofa.

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

"Where are you going?" He scratched his head, "Didn't I bring him upstairs? No, I remember!"

He remembered last night when he went upstairs and collapsed on the couch to fight the canyon, drinking a can of soda.

At that time...

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

He immediately took out a soda can that had deflated from the glass table, but looked left and right, but he did not see his spar.

"Damn!"

"I guess I have to pay someone else!"

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

"If the lion had opened his mouth..."

Then, the young bookstore owner became worried.