I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Thirteen witches stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

An ordinary-looking oriental man stood beside a wooden counter.

He had a sincere smile on his face and didn't look fake.

but……

On his shoulder, a small black cat stood alone.

The brilliance of the pyramid reflects His divine body.

The authority of the guardian has obviously returned.

The witches swallowed.

They saw Mr. A sitting on the sofa again, like a good baby, who didn't even dare to move.

At this moment, the leader of the Beast sect is comparable to a child in a kindergarten.

He sat on the sofa with his head bowed, the Pharaoh's scepter on the side, and the mask of the Sphinx, hanging down deeply.

He didn't even dare to look up at the witches who had come to the door.

"What's the matter?" thought a witch.

They clearly remembered that they and Mr. A were separated for no more than ten minutes!

ten minutes!

The leader of the Beast sect, the apostle of the evil god who was enough to stop children crying at night in Qinlu and Kunlun Prefecture, became like this.

But soon, the witches knew why.

Under the moonlight as gentle as water, they felt it.

There were terrifying and sinister whispers, which were being sung in a low voice.

From their souls, and from their bodies.

In this indescribable groan of terror, the Witches of Feasting found that the psychic energy in their bodies had vanished!

and……

They also lost all control over their bodies at the same time.

Although, it is still possible to think, and even seems to still be able to move freely.

but……

how to say...how to...

They can't help it!

They feel that at this moment, they are like a manipulated puppet, a controlled machine.

Actions must follow the lines, and they must operate according to the code.

otherwise……

So, they collectively became dumb.

The feasting witches, finally know what is fear and what is terror!

Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

At this time, they heard the voice of the Oriental: "Come in!"

These three simple words are full of majesty, as if they have power.

"It's alright, don't worry everyone!" He smiled, extraordinarily terrifying, and extraordinarily infiltrating!

He is obviously just a thin and ordinary person, and he clearly does not have any psychic energy fluctuations in his body, obviously...

But every word seems to contain infinite power.

Every syllable exudes a terrifying and deep ripple.

The feasting witches, trembling and helpless, obeyed his instructions obediently.

They came in.

I walked into this seemingly ordinary bookstore.

They didn't know the true face of this bookstore until they stepped into it.

Under the floor, terrifying and powerful, indescribable monsters lurked.

On the ceiling, countless compound eyes peeped through the gaps.

One after another tentacles appeared from the shadows of the witches.

They gently wrapped around the shadows of witches.

The witches finally knew why Mr. A was so well-behaved.

The lights reflected Mr. A's figure.

The true shadow of the leader of the Beast sect was reflected.

However, at this moment, the shadow of the leader of the Beast Sect has completely and respectfully prostrate on the floor.

He is shaking!

He is shaking!

He is afraid!

He is repenting!

The witches followed the direction where Mr. A's shadow was crawling and looked forward.

Then, they are exactly the same as Mr. A.

The body trembles in fear, the soul repents in fear.

They wanted to kneel, but were not allowed.

So, I can only let my shadow, like Mr. A, crawl down and drop to the ground.

because……

In front, the figure of the pure black man has appeared.

A god as pure and pure as agate stone.

Nebulae loomed in his skin and body.

Infinite chaos covers him.

but……

At this moment, the God of Black Feast is kneeling on the ground on one knee.

He lowered his head, and the direction was exactly the ordinary oriental man.

The feasting witches finally know that they have committed a sin that cannot be forgiven even if they die 10,000 times!

They were actually hostile to those whom their gods served! ?

What a stupid and unforgivable sin!

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Ling Ping'an looked at the dozen or so women, all wearing black robes and covering their bodies.

These poor people are very scared.

The body is shaking.

Apparently...

Lingping conjectured...

Are they part of a circus or acrobatic troupe?

He turned his head to look at the mute wearing a strange mask, and took another look at the things on these women.

What they were wearing were low-quality crystals that looked cheap.

It's the kind of jewelry that stands on the ground for a few dollars a piece.

He let out a soft sigh and sighed in his heart: "The Internet is a good thing for most people..."

"But for these small circuses that rely on traditional models, it's a disaster!"

In the past, when Lingping was a child, he could often see puppet shows, dramas, acrobatics and circuses at temple fairs.

But since the rise of the Internet.

These occupations have been hit by a devastating dimensionality reduction!

The market they depended on for a living was completely swallowed up by the Internet.

Except for a few people, they have successfully transformed themselves and become Internet celebrities through the east wind of the Internet.

For the rest, even making a living is quite difficult.

Especially groups like this...

Ling Ping's brain made up for a deeply disabled, but physically and mentally strong leader, with a dozen poor people who shared the same illness.

They traveled south and north, trying to fill their stomachs with their own labor.

but……

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people are willing to invite them.

Finally, when they went to Jiangcheng City, trying to get a business, they found that the city that used to be anxious about acrobatic performances no longer had a place for them!

And the money he carried has been exhausted.

After selling the last items, there was no way to raise money for the journey, not even enough money.

In desperation, the desperate leader came out to beg alone.

Found his missing members and came out in the middle of the night to search.

It's really amazing!

certainly……

Ling Ping Ping knew that this might not be the case.

However, no matter what the facts are, it is clear that this matter cannot be solved by him alone.

So, he smiled and said to these women, "Don't be afraid..."

"I will help you!"

So he picked up the phone and dialed the number left by the police officer last time.

It didn't take long for the police officer to connect.

"Hey! Your Excellency the police officer, I'm Ling Ping'an..."

"Well... just the bookstore owner who called the police last time..."

He turned his head and looked at the women who were obviously afraid and fearful, and then at the man who lowered his head, looked ashamed, and did not dare to look up.

So, he asked the police officer on the opposite side of the phone: "That's it, there is something I need to trouble your Excellency..."

"I have some poor people here..."

"I hope you can think of a way, can you find an agency or contact a foundation to settle it..."

"right……"

"Um……"

"Please come over as soon as possible!"

Ling Ping Ping put down the phone, turned around, and looked at the people who seemed to be scared because they heard the word police officer.

He comforted: "Everyone, don't be afraid!"

"Please believe me!" He smiled sincerely and said, "I will help you..."

"I will help you to regain your life!"

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Mr. A raised his head and looked at the seemingly ordinary man with a sincere smile on his face.

He spoke slowly, his tone soft and flat.

but……

Every word he said, listening to Mr. A's ears, made his soul and body tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid..."

You can choose not to be afraid, if you are brave enough!

"Please believe me..."

Die if you don't believe it!

"I will help you..."

Obey me, obey me, fear me! Ants!

"I'll help you get back to life!"

Stupid ants! You must pay for your blasphemy and contempt!

If you fail to obey 10,000 percent and obey my orders!

In front of Mr. A's eyes, there is darkness, silence, and depth.

Horrible ravings and crazy monsters surround him.

So he knew, if he couldn't obey and obey 10,000 percent.

Then he will inevitably drown in the craziest dream, be devoured by monsters again and again, and repeat the tragic and painful death again and again in the madness!

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in the monitoring room.

Situ He was looking at the picture sent back by the camera.

Inside the bookstore, Mr. A and the thirteen feasting witches all sat and stood like logs.

The bookstore owner, holding the phone, didn't know who he was talking to.

Guards in black, of course no one dared to eavesdrop on his phone.

More than that, doing so might anger him.

More because, no one can eavesdrop!

The last recording incident had made them understand that it was okay to hear the voice of the bookstore owner in person.

But, if anyone wants to record...

Get ready to face Him!

At least be prepared to face an indescribable monster coming to you!

so……

Situ He was inevitably curious.

"Who is he talking to?"

No one could answer Situ He's question.

However, after a while, Situ He's own cell phone rang.

He picked it up suspiciously, looked at the number displayed on the phone, and connected: "Well..."

"What?" He stood up.

"Well..." He barely suppressed his inner excitement, put down his phone, and looked at Li Shouyi who was sitting beside him.

"The Governor..." Situ He's voice trembled a little.

"The target called..." Situ He said: "He said that there are some poor people who want the Federal Empire to receive..."

Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the picture captured by the camera.

Beast sect leader code name A.

Thirteen feasting witches.

Is he talking about the poor people?

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PS: This chapter was written very slowly and took a lot of brains!

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