I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Elizabeth looked at the strange man, gradually walking back to the light from the dark abyss.

When he reappeared, the eccentric already had an extra book in his hands.

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

The cover of the book was shaking a little bit.

There seemed to be an engine roaring and a turbo burning.

Just looking at that book, Elizabeth felt inexplicable awe and admiration.

And these two emotions, she has not tasted for a long time.

She looked at the weirdo nervously, walked in front of her step by step, and handed over the book.

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"Guest, this is the canon of steel, the gospel of machinery!" Ling Ping'an smiled and handed the set in his hand to the fat sheep in front of him, and couldn't wait to sell it.

He is very clear and understands that players who are deeply involved in the drama need to match their interests and preferences as much as possible.

Therefore, he imitated as much as possible the tone of discussion among the players of "Various Stars" on the forum.

"Open it and you can see the truth!"

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

"Open it, the machine that never stops will take care of you!"

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Elizabeth's biochemical nano-cochlea reverberates with the eccentric's delusional language.

"This is the canon of steel, the mechanical gospel!" In the grand sacred words, the book was handed to Elizabeth, with a force that could not be rejected, and she involuntarily took the book.

To start, it is a cold, cruel steel texture.

Just touching it for the first time.

Elizabeth seemed to be immersed in a world of steel.

The engine was roaring, the hydraulic press was forging, and the scalding solution was flowing from the huge crucible.

It is the temple and heaven of machinery.

materialistic world.

When she lowered her head, she saw the silver-white cover, the words that flowed like steel solution, showing little by little on the cover, and at the same time engraved the name of the book deep in her brain, even directly in the Imprints are left in the quantum master brain under the frontal lobe of the brain.

The Mechanical Gospel.

That's the name of this book.

"Open it and you can see the truth!"

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

"Open it, the machine that never stops will take care of you!"

The eccentric voice continued to rise.

Just like the aria of an opera, it is full of inexplicable beauty and bewitching.

Elizabeth couldn't control herself at all.

Trembling, she carefully opened the cover.

Immediately, her quantum master brain began to be crazy overloaded.

The biochemical mechanical parts in the body that had been dormant for a long time were restarted one by one.

One by one, the nano-biochemical machines seem to have wisdom, madly transmitting countless information back to the main brain.

The main brain seemed to be invaded by something, and there was a momentary freeze at that moment.

After Caton was over, the only message sent to Elizabeth's brain was a song of praise.

"Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine!"

"Ring the bell twice, press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine ignites, and life is injected..."

"Toll the bell three times..."

"Praise in unison!"

"Praise the machinery, praise the steel!"

"Great Spirit of All-Mighty!"

"You are the Lord of creation, and the apocalypse that destroys everything!"

"More is better, bigger is better!"

"Evaporate! Burn! Forge!"

"Steel is eternal, machinery is eternal!"

In a trance, Elizabeth was deprived of all her wisdom.

In this vast hymn, she completely surrendered.

Because she knew that she had found the truth and knew the true Savior.

That is the spirit of all machines.

A god born in steel, immortal in machinery.

His heart is enough to accept all believers, and His supreme might is enough to shelter any believer!

He is one and all.

Yes and no!

Therefore, Elizabeth trembled, holding the holy book in her hand, and said reverently: "Flesh and blood are weak, steel is eternal!"

What a wonderful hymn.

What a holy compliment!

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Ling Ping'an looked at the foreign woman holding "The Stars: The Official Set of Mechanical Ascension" in front of him, and suddenly swore an oath full of the atmosphere of a middle school student: "Flesh and blood are bitter and weak, steel is eternal!"

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

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

Other people's business, what to do with him?

Sell ​​the book, make money, and eat an extra bowl of tofu brain tomorrow morning, that's the right thing to do!

Ling Ping'an stepped forward and continued to fool around like a magic stick: "The way of steel is materialistic, because machinery is the truth!"

"Multi-steamed riveting is just it!"

"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva is also it!"

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

"Hundreds of millions of turrets are its glory, and the roaring engine is its preaching!"

"We should walk on its path, like a machine walking on the earth, the engine roars, the steel is cast!"

Not to mention, this trick is really useful.

The Gentile woman, just listening, began to tremble.

She seems to be getting deeper into the play.

Ling Ping looked very satisfied.

In the light of the fact that the customer is God, and in the future, this foreigner may need to consume a lot.

Especially for the purpose of bringing more customers to consume.

Lingping said softly: "The gospel of machinery is not priceless, just like the roar of the engine and the start of the turbine, it needs fuel!"

"Then, child, are you willing to pay the price to get the enlightenment of the gospel and the blessing of steel?" Ling Ping's perseverance and perseverance. In his opinion, this set is only sold for two hundred and twenty-five yuan. Conscience price!

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"The way of steel is materialistic, because machinery is the truth..."

The strange voice, grand and strange, echoed directly in Elizabeth's cochlea, transformed into a stream of information, broadcast from the quantum master brain, and heard directly by her brain.

"It's just him!"

"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva is also Him!"

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

"Hundreds of millions of turrets are his glory, and the roar of engines is his preaching!"

"We should walk in His way, like a machine walking on the earth, the engine roars, and the steel is cast!"

The grand aria made Elizabeth completely fall and surrender.

The quantum master brain and all biochemical machinery were completely conquered in this magnificent sermon.

This made Elizabeth, her already mechanized mind, get excited again.

Just like a charged motor, like an engine full of fuel.

She shivered uncontrollably, excited.

At this time, the strange voice reverberated in the cochleae again.

"The gospel of machinery is not priceless, just like the roar of the engine and the start of the turbine, all need fuel!"

"Then... child, are you willing to pay the price to get the gospel of this machine, the blessing of steel?"

Elizabeth felt the voice transformed into a stream of information, she trembled, and replied, "I do!"

"I would give everything in exchange for it!"

Her hands clasped the Gospel in her hands.

Because that is the real truth.

It is also the last hope of mankind.

So, she raised her head, like a chick looking at a parent bird, and begged, "Please pass on this gospel to me!"

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"It's really deep into the play!" Lingping looked at the foreigner in front of him and sighed.

Since the other party has entered the play so deeply.

So, if you don't cooperate, it seems a little unreasonable.

Therefore, Lingping smiled and said, "Child, to get the gospel of this machine and the blessing of steel, then you must present the most precious treasure on your body!"

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

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Look at the outstretched hand.

Elizabeth's quantum master, crazy analysis.

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

Yuan?

money? !

Elizabeth looked at the strange man, at his head hidden in the mist, in the dark eye sockets, a little spark, gradually brightening.

Her quantum master immediately called the police frantically.

She finally knew that she was facing a life-and-death choice.

This weirdo, this is most likely the existence of the evil god among the evil gods, finally showed his fangs.

The past cases have all proved that the evil spirits or similar existences came out of the void.

Their actions, their thinking, their purpose and even their very existence.

It is incomprehensible and incomprehensible to human beings.

Anyone who rashly tries to understand them has only one end - being twisted by that crazy thought.

And does such an existence require money?

In other words, is the currency he wants the currency understood by human beings?

Holding the mechanical gospel in her hand tightly, Elizabeth gasped nervously.

At this moment, her quantum master brain suddenly sent a stream of information to her brain.

After seeing the information stream, Elizabeth took a deep breath, she had no choice but to accept the options given by the master.

Because, at the very least, it is an option.

She took out the Heretic God Crystal from herself.

Light blue spar, round and smooth, full of artistic beauty.

She took off the ring watch she carried with her from her wrist again.

Then, she handed over these two things, the only things she could take out so far, tremblingly.

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

Indeed not.

Because, she has no idea what the 'currency' the strange person in front of her is asking for?

It is even more unimaginable, what kind of thing will the currency needed for such an existence be?

She could only try her best.

Hope that this weirdo will be as the master guessed.

Will be willing to accept her humble offering and promise to give her a chance to raise the 'money' He needs.

"I can only deduct these two things to you temporarily!"

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

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

This is the only way to survive.

Tell the 'weird'.

She was willing to take on the debt and vowed to bring back enough 'money' to repay in the future.

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Lingping looked at the thing handed over.

A blue spar of unknown material the size of a goose egg.

A piece that appears to be a ring watch.

It's just that the letters and numbers engraved on the ring watch made him incomprehensible.

After all, the foreign language major in the Federation has always been a major that only diplomats or employees of foreign trade companies apply for.

A scumbag who graduated from an ordinary B-class university like Lingping can only recognize twenty-four foreign letters.

In addition, the impression and understanding of foreign countries is really pitiful!

This is also impossible.

Ling looked peacefully at the foreign woman.

Chu Chu's pitiful appearance made him a little soft-hearted.

"After all, the Commonwealth has been a state of etiquette since ancient times..." He thought: "Also, this foreign woman doesn't look like the kind of person who will default on her debts..."

So he nodded.

He took what was handed to him.

Then, he took out a notepad from the counter.

He asked the other person, "What's your name?"

"Elizabeth..." The other party seemed to hesitate before replying.

"Where are you from?"

"The United States of America..."

"Huh?" Ling Ping'an frowned. He had never heard of this country, but few foreign countries and the general public in the Commonwealth could recognize them all.

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

Then, he looked at the other party and passed the pen over: "Sign here!" He pointed to a blank space on the notepad and said.

Although, in fact, Ling Ping can let her take the book away, and come back tomorrow to give the money.

However, this defensiveness is indispensable.

So, taking some mortgage is also a matter of course.

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Elizabeth looked tremblingly at the booklet-like thing that was handed over.

In her eyes, she saw a pair of evil pupils emerging from the book.

In the cochlea, a low voice echoed.

She took the pen that was handed to her.

She knew that this might be the legendary contract.

But she had no choice but to accept it passively.

So she picked up the pen and left her name on the booklet.

Elizabeth (Elizabeth).

After writing the last letter, she seemed to have collapsed and lost her strength.

But it also seemed to be relieved, and the whole body was full of joy.

After watching her sign the name, the weirdo handed her the Cthulhu Crystal and Ring Watch, and received what seemed to be a place in a drawer.

Then, he turned his head, and in the dark eye sockets, the little spark gradually faded away.

"Remember to come to the redemption early!" The eccentric urged.

Elizabeth nodded vigorously, and then asked, "Excuse me, how can I earn the 'money' you want?"

That's exactly what she cares about most.

Can His currency be understood by humans?

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

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

However, since she wanted to.

Then, Ling Ping will not rashly interrupt the other party's fantasy.

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

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

With the awakening of these ancient evil gods, there are also the enemies of the evil gods returning from the distant galaxy.

The human being caught in the middle is forced to go to the three ultimate paths of machinery, psionic power and genes.

But in fact, the so-called evil gods and ancient alien civilizations are just players' cash machines and equipment providers.

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

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

The majestic sound rang directly from the cochlea and was transmitted directly to Elizabeth's brain.

It made her feel like a lightning strike.

The whole person was instantly excited.

"Sure enough... the mastermind's judgment is correct!"

"He..." Elizabeth looked at the strange man in awe: "It must be the enemy of the Evil God of Void!"

So, Elizabeth bowed respectfully and deeply: "I will definitely follow your will!"

Although it is still unclear, what exactly is the currency he wants?

but……

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

If you can do this, even in cooperation with more terrifying beings, what does it matter?

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"I will obey your will!"

Ling Ping'an looked at the foreign woman in front of her who seemed to be going crazy in the play, shrugged slightly, and said, "That's it!"

He peeked out the door, and the fog was still there.

Lingping thought for a while, took out a flashlight from the drawer, and handed it to the other party: "It's a little foggy outside, take this... go home early!"

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Elizabeth took the flashlight handed.

She doesn't quite understand what this thing does.

This backward old-time creation was eliminated before the void storm.

But she still took it.

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

The dense fog enveloped the whole world, making her unable to tell the direction at all.

In a trance, Elizabeth subconsciously turned on the flashlight in her hand.

The bright light shines, and the road ahead is gradually clear.

"It turns out..." Elizabeth thought: "To leave here, you must get a token and permission from the owner of the bookstore..."

"This flashlight is a certificate..."

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

She held the flashlight and walked in the direction from which she came.

In the electric light, the road gradually became clear.

Soon, she came to the place where the Moon Demon descendant stepped on when she came.

On the ground, there was not even a trace of the once huge descendant of the evil god.

She turned her head, and the lights in the depths of the mist seemed to go out.

The whole world is empty and dark.

Only the light from the flashlight in her hand.