I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The creativity, imagination and action of gamers are, without a doubt, extremely powerful.

Many players often play the game to the effect that developers are dumbfounded.

Therefore, Lingping has always been proud of being one of them.

So, gliding between the gorges.

The wind is his friend, allowing him to hover over this gorge effortlessly.

Spore bombs and fungal bombs exploded beside him.

In the battle record, lines of damage prompts appeared.

But his blood volume has barely dropped.

Because, unless he is hit in the front by multiple spore bombs or fungal bombs within a second.

Otherwise, his blood loss will not keep up with the speed of passive blood recovery.

And as he continues to take damage, his passive starts to add power to him frantically.

The growth rate of 1% per second seems slow, but it adds up.

His strength attributes keep growing.

This has become what Lingping is most concerned about now.

Watching his strength attributes keep increasing gave him a strong sense of satisfaction.

It was as if I had returned to my childhood and found that pure and simple emotion.

It's like playing with federal blocks when I was a child, and watching the scores keep increasing, I feel very happy.

It's also like when I first came into contact with online games, that I would mechanically fight monsters on a map from morning to night, just to advance to a higher level.

At this moment, the spirit is peaceful and full and contented.

…………………………………………

Ride a wooden lift.

Chu lowered slightly and slowly, she looked at the huge rocks around the lift platform, and the surprise in her eyes could not be concealed.

"Shocked!" The pottery figure was accustomed to it: "This is the Great Wall that Colonel Meng led us to imitate!"

"Just the height, it's already more than fifty miles!"

"Equal to 2,500 meters among you foreigners!"

"Also, it's built on top of Mount Li!" It paused and added, "It's what you call Mount Li in the inner world!"

"So, the height of the entire Great Wall has exceeded 8,000 meters!"

Chu Wei was extremely surprised: "You know our existence?!"

"Of course!" said the pottery figurine: "We already knew about it more than ten years ago, and we even met with you!"

"A few years ago, one of your strong men entered our field and met with Colonel Meng..."

"He's not bad!" The pottery figurine praised: "With the personality of your world, it's really amazing to have such a character!"

Chu lowered his head slightly, remembering a legend circulating among the black-clothed guards that the governor stepped into Mount Li a few years ago and calmed the tumultuous Mount Li.

come to...

Just had a face-to-face with the so-called Captain Meng in this nightmare world? !

but……

"Who are you?" Chu Wei asked, "The expedition from Xianqin?!"

"Yes!" The pottery figurine nodded in a very humane way: "We are an expedition to find our king!"

"The 3rd Terracotta Army and the 2nd Bronze Army of the Xianqin Great Wall led by Captain Meng!"

"We found the traces of Zulong on the edge of the barriers of your world..."

"Originally, we wanted to get in touch with Xianqin immediately and call for more reinforcements!"

"But..." A trace of loss flashed in its eye sockets inlaid with some kind of gem: "There are traitors among us!"

"He destroyed our communication tower and made us lose the space-time coordinates and the communication ability to call Xianqin!"

Chu nodded slightly, she remembered the plot she had seen previously prompted by this nightmare space.

only……

Chu Wei looked at the pottery figure, and she asked, "Why don't you ask me why I know your origins?!"

It should be noted that she knew it after being prompted by Nightmare Space.

Since the pottery figurines in this nightmare world have intelligence, why do they have no doubts?

Just looking at this pottery figurine suddenly laughed, its face made of ceramics actually showed a smile like a human being.

It looked at Chu Weiwei: "Because..."

"In our opinion, you should know!"

"Because..." There was some excitement in its eyes: "You have the smell of Him..."

"The taste of our father!"

"Although it is very light, we are made by Him and given life by Him!"

"Even if He falls completely and his soul shatters, we can still smell any trace of Him!"

Chu was slightly stunned.

She remembered the nightmare space reminder that she got when she entered the game: Your nightmare status in this world is: Five Masters!

You have gained the friendliness of the Xianqin Expedition.

In the eyes of all members of the Xianqin expedition team, you are regarded as a descendant of Xianqin.

Is this the reason? !

wrong!

She shook her head immediately.

Because the pottery figure clearly said: I smell him in you.

He should be the missing Zulong from Xianqin they were looking for!

so……

Chu Wei asked solemnly, "How long ago did you smell it?!"

"It won't be more than a month!" said the pottery figurine, "within a month at the latest, you have had an encounter with our father..."

"Maybe they met, maybe they came into contact with one of his belongings... or maybe they talked..."

The pottery figurine looked at Chu Weiwei, and its ceramic shell began to get hot: "But, I personally feel..."

"You may have experienced it all!"

Chu Wei was shocked, and she thought of a possibility.

The figure of the tall and burly senior priest...

Reincarnated?

Chu Wei doesn't know!

The lift platform fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Then, the pottery figure walked to the door of a boulder and stretched out his hand, which seemed to confirm a certain procedure.

Then, the wall door opened.

The fortress outside caught her eye.

In front of him, it seems to be an ancient military camp.

However, the soldiers here are basically pottery figurines.

When they saw Chu Weiwei, they all turned their heads, and their eyes were full of surprises.

There is also a huge bronze giant with a height of seven or eight meters, standing up from somewhere.

It walked in front of Chu Weiwei, squatted down, and said, "Welcome!"

"Outlander!" Its voice was actually quite magnetic, it sounded very comfortable for Chu Wei, and it was unimaginable that such a huge bronze man could speak like a human being, and be as gentle as a human being.

"Although there is some kind of power, it interferes with my yin and yang universe and makes me think that you have Xianqin blood in your body..."

"But I know that you are an outsider..."

"Your world, although a little similar to our world..."

"But you are not a real Xianqin person after all!"

"But I still want to welcome you!"

"I'm Meng Yi!" It said, "The commander of the Xianqin Great Wall garrison!"

"On the order of Young Master Fu Su, I am here to find our father!"

"I'm so glad that on you, I smell our King, our Father!"

It stretched out its bronze palm, which was at least one meter wide, and motioned Chu Wei to stand up.

"You must have a lot of doubts..."

"I will answer you slowly!"