I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The deepest part of Kadath's secret realm is a vast swamp.

Countless monsters and horrific nightmares are entrenched here.

Lingping passed through the airspace silently, and then landed in front of a ruined abyss deep in the swamp.

He lowered his head and stared into the abyss.

The portal of the abyss slowly opened, revealing the treasure house hidden within.

A treasure trove belonging to the creeping chaos, the formless god.

It is the place where He has kept His secrets for billions of years.

Apart from Nyarlathotep's true body, only spiritual peace can know this place.

Even His incarnations don’t know!

"Hehe!" Lingpingan walked into the treasure house with a smile.

There is no secret in this treasure house in front of him!

So, he walked among them leisurely.

Things packed in boxes made violent noises when they sensed someone approaching.

Some guys even hit the box crazily, making a banging sound.

"Are you all so eager to do good deeds?" Lingpingan was moved by these prisoners who were eager for justice. He smiled: "Come one by one... Don't worry, everyone will have a share!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the boxes.

Pick them up one by one.

Then he gave a slight shake, and the boxes suddenly became quiet.

Broken pieces of gemstones of various colors fell out of these boxes, jingling and clanging in the treasure house.

The other boxes fell silent instantly.

Everyone has calmed down!

They were frightened!

Lingpingan waved his hand casually, and the gem fragments on the ground fell into his hands one by one. Soon, his hands were full.

But he still didn't think it was enough!

"The foundation for survival is still lacking..." He looked at the boxes and asked, "Will you contribute it yourself? Or should I do it?"

"If I take action, I might accidentally take them all away!"

Listening to his words, all the boxes trembled.

Small gems flew out of these boxes and fell into his hands.

"That's so good!" Lingpingan smiled, harmless to humans and animals.

He put all the gems in his hand into his pocket.

Then he patted his pocket, and the sound of gems clattering was particularly pleasant to the ear.

And all the boxes are filled with fear.

Most of the things in the box are already withered, but they still have to work hard to show their surrender in order to send this terrifying big man away as soon as possible!

A big shot countless times more terrifying than the creeping chaos that captured them, forced them to reform and imprison them!

Lingpingan did not trouble them at all.

After all, Nyarlathotep was his.

No matter what, we can't take away other people's small treasury in one pot.

Then he picked up the broken body in his hand and continued to move forward.

After passing through those boxes, we came to a hall full of contradictions, unknown and madness everywhere.

Here, up, down, left, and right, the concept of existence has been lost.

There is no so-called southeast, northwest.

The entire hall is changing all the time.

This is the secret place where Creeping Chaos keeps his favorite collections.

Except for Himself, even if the Silver Key came here, he would not be able to find those cute little things that He had carefully hidden.

But it is a pity that in Lingpingan's eyes, this hall has no secrets.

He just walked in casually.

Ignoring all the illusions around him, he chased away the blasphemous whispers from all directions and countless time and space like flies.

He takes a certain direction.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the gem fragments from his pocket.

Wow!

The gems fell from my fingers.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

One after another, the fluorescent gem fragments emit sparkling light.

At the same time, Lingpingan reached out his hand and dragged out a statue made of gold filled with endless psychic energy from the floor beneath him.

The statue has no facial features and no gender.

Its texture is as soft as water, and it can change size and shape at will.

What's more important - it has the characteristics of being uncontaminated and undistortable!

It is the gold of the world left behind by the ashes after a world is completely destroyed.

And to assemble a world's gold that can cast a sculpture of this scale.

At the very least, thousands of worlds need to be destroyed!

And want to make such a sculpture.

You don’t just need the gold of the world.

It also needs to be carried by someone and travel through timelines.

In the process, these worldly golds must drain away the remaining despair and depravity of the world.

so……

"The truth about the extinction of the Yi people!" Lingpingan smiled.

Looking at this sculpture, he knew that it was a high-tech race called the Yi people.

How did the ‘race of absolute rationality’ that once dominated the universe come to be?

The answer is this sculpture.

A strange object forged from the gold of the remaining worlds after the destruction of a thousand worlds.

Because of the characteristics of the gold of the world, it is not subject to any crazy contamination or distortion. It is always true and always rational.

Therefore, the Yithians were able to jump across timelines and repeatedly play tricks on their enemies, the flying polyps.

Just like the famous scene in a well-known film and television drama that Lingpingan once watched: Are you coming to hit me? I'm out again! I went back again! I'm out again...

So naughty and so cute!

But little did he know that he had already fallen into the scheme.

The flying polyps' pursuit was just Nyarlathotep's plan.

When the Yi people keep jumping across timelines.

From ancient times to the future, and from the future back to the current timeline.

They continue to use this strange object to replace the carrier of their souls.

They think they are playing with time, but little do they know that the real ones being played with are themselves.

The day when the melon is ripe and the stem falls.

The creeping chaos picked the fruit himself!

The Yi people are completely extinct!

The remaining tribesmen were made into specimens and turned into tributes.

Look at this sculpture.

Lingpingan took out the flame of the residual spirit from his pocket and poured the flame into it.

The sculpture came to life instantly!

With eyes and facial features.

But it has no reason or thinking ability, only instinct.

He can't even control himself!

I can’t control it either!

The characteristics of World Gold determine that it cannot be contaminated or distorted.

Always true!

However, there is another thing left in Lingpingan - Xiaoman's body.

That body has been distorted and polluted.

He smiled slightly, activating Kadath's power.

Then fuse Xiaoman's physical body with the sculpture.

Then, he stamped his foot hard.

The broken gems on the ground flew up one after another, turning into dots of brilliance and blending into the sculpture.

These gems are the foundation of existence.

It is also something that is always true!

And there is only one way for them to come into being!

It is from those species or individuals that have long since become extinct in the real world, but still live outside reality in some form.

In some universes, this kind of thing is called a 'containment object'.

Because it's real, it's weird.

And just in time, Lingpingan knew that the foundation of existence and the gold of the world could merge with each other and reach a certain delicate balance.

It can retain its characteristics and remain authentic and uncontaminated.

And it can accommodate life!

Become a petri dish!

Lingpingan highly doubted that his birth also came from a similar means - or a higher taboo ritual!

Along with countless foundations of existence, sculptures cast by the gold of the world are integrated.

The golden sculpture in front of me gradually began to look like a human being.

Then they gradually began to separate, and slowly turned into two girls.

One is naive and perseverant.

One is holy and ancient.

However……

They still haven't woken up!

They just survived!

Lingpingan looked at it, and he understood that he had to seek help from the original body and actively seek the crazy knowledge of the original body.

Otherwise, there is nothing he can do!

but……

He looked at the two girls in front of him, the sleeping beauty.

"You may not need the help of the main body!" he said.

"I remember... in the myth, Nezha was reborn from a lotus root!"

"Perhaps I can consult about Journey to the West!"

"Perhaps the person behind it can help me!"

"You can also directly contact the person behind Nezha...research!"

Behind the world of Journey to the West must be the supreme being in the Buddhist world.

And behind Nezha is one of the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi Tianzun!

And both can be consulted.

So, who should you consult?

Lingpingan curled his lips, only children make choices!

Adults just want them all!