Im Not A Demon Lord's
Chapter 35's
Ling PingAn walked up, changed his sandals, and slumped on the sofa.
Suddenly, the watch that the foreign woman had left in her place two days earlier caught her attention.
The watch is confusing and mysterious. Ling PingAn took it.
There are various letters carved on the watch. He recognized several letters, but, about their meaning when combined, he had no idea at all.
It's not his fault if he doesn't know anything about foreign languages. The Federal Empire does not include foreign languages in its educational programs.
If it were not for the cultural reforms of Taizu and Taizong, who had introduced 24 foreign letters and numbers and opened the door to modern chemistry, physics, and mathematics, Ling PingAn probably wouldn't even be able to recognize those letters as belonging to the alphabet.
After long looking at the watch without understanding the meaning of those words, Ling PingAn placed it in the desk drawer beside the sofa.
Then he fumbled his cell phone.
“I think it's time for a few games..” said, “... The heroes in the gap are definitely waiting for me..”.
He went into the crevice and started to fight.
…
Elizabeth is dragging one of Diablo's great descendants with her as she travels through a cold, desolate valley.
It was a Nether Oculus descendant of Diablo, which had been entrenched in Jupiter.
It was one of the most recognized descendants of mankind.
Now, however, his colossal mouth had been completely destroyed by some sort of gravitational force.
His tentacles that were supposed to be hanging under his body had been cut off one after another.
His plump body was full of holes.
His eyes, which were the greatest threat to mankind, were completely shattered.
Currently, this Diablo bloodline only had the most basic bit of vitality.
It is the most basic biological activity that every living thing needs to sustain life.
Moreover, everything about him had been destroyed.
In human terms, now in a vegetative state.
However, for something as bizarre as Diablo descendants, as long as they were not completely destroyed, even if they were only left with one cell, there was a chance for them to be reborn.
Especially these Nether Oculus descendants: they were very good at regenerating themselves.
They look like deep sea jellyfish.
And, in terms of vitality, they were not much different.
Once, a descendant of Nether Oculus had been directly hit by a hydrogen bomb and had been vaporized by its high temperature. Only one tentacle survived.
And three years later, it resurfaced.
Certainly, the Diablo lineage Elizabeth dragged down now lacked excessive regenerative power.
Because, like all other Diablo descendants that have been left on Earth, this one is flawed.
They have been abandoned, left on Earth to live alone.
The descendants of Diablo who had true potential were all brought into space by the most fearsome Diablos.
Everything left on Earth is a defect.
Even so, Elizabeth had paid a heavy price to be able to capture this descendant.
Now, he looked like a withered corpse. There was no trace of flesh or blood all over his body.
His arm was completely crushed.
The most severe injury occurred in his chest. It had been completely shattered, penetrated by the rays emitted from Diablo's eyes.
So now there's a big hole in his chest.
But he's still alive.
Because he was a Nun of Steel, a Missionary of Synth.
The almighty Machine Spirit was watching him.
The holy gospel for Synthetic Beings is guiding its way.
So, steel made it strong, and the machine gave it limitless possibilities.
Therefore, even though he was almost completely destroyed and his body torn apart, he was still alive.
And, not only was he still alive, but he could also transport this Diablo descendant with an astonishing burden as he walked amidst the barren landscape.
Yet…
Elizabeth turned.
Through his nearly shattered skull, his open electronic pupils noticed that behind the canyon, in the sky above him, many Diablos minions were racing towards him from all directions.
He had no way to retreat and no where to go.
However, Elizabeth suddenly burst into laughter.
His chin, which was about to break, trembled eerily as he laughed. He looks like a broken doll.
This is a party. Elizabeth. A feast for the Gods!
“All these machines need to be infused with new life.”
Steel is the desire to be showered with blood and flesh!
He paused and stood in the middle of the canyon as he spent the rest of his strength to pull the terrifying Diablo bloodline in front of him. Then he pulled out a book from behind his torn clothes.
A book that flows with molten steel and vibrates with the sound of a mechanical machine.
Pages changed.
Elizabeth held it in her hands and recited it religiously and sacredly.
“Bel reads once. The thrust is given to the lever. Valves and engines are on! ”
Diablos's minions coming from all directions immediately charged towards him like a tide after seeing him stop walking.
However, this is a trap…
A trap set by Elizabeth.
Because under his feet is the Federal Army's A130 military reserve.
Ka-booms!
After Elizabeth's singing, the ground began to rumble and lift. It soon began to collapse.
And the hymn machine began to play. Steel sonata is heard all over the world!
Chinkk, ka-chinkk!
A gigantic metal altar loomed from the ground.
Steel Altar! It was an engine shelter.
The barrel of the weapon was lowered from the tank and the cannon was directed in all directions. It looked like a peacock spreading its feathers.
The pieces of armor, layer by layer, were placed under the altar.
The engine started roaring without any operators in sight.
“Bel rings twice, and a button is pressed. The generator is turned on, the turbine is turned on, and energy is injected into the scene. ” Elizabeth kneels on one knee and gazes at the huge altar looming from the ground.
That's very beautiful.
Each rifle barrel represents the supreme beauty itself.
That's very sacred. Every machine seemed to shout out the truth of the universe.
But of course…
“This is not enough. It's not big enough! ” Elizabeth thought.
True beauty is supposed to have billions of towers rumbling throughout the universe.
True sacredness must be a very large warship with an infinite number of gun barrels.
It will breathe out the fire of truth and persuade its enemies and tongues one after another.
With this thought in mind, Elizabeth tossed the Diablo descendant she had been transporting to the Steel Altar that ascended in this Machine Church.
The huge body of Diablo descendants fell onto the ascending altar.
His body was stabbed by the barrel of a rifle.
Dark green blood, fishy smell, flowed into the altar along with its steel plate.
“Bel rang three times..” Elizabeth ignored the innumerable accomplices of Diablos who had arrived nearby and chanted the last hymn out loud, “Song your praise!
“Praise the machine, praise the steel!
“Amighty spirit of all machines!
“You are the God who has created everything, and the apocalypse that has annihilated all that exists!
“More advantages. Great is beauty!
“Aw! It burned! The cast!
“Steel forever. Machines are eternal life! “
When the last word is said…
Infinite light appeared on the altar.
It formed a huge beam of light, piercing through the earth and sky, piercing through all the thick clouds.
Blue skies once again appeared on the planet after 102 years.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
