I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the morning, Lingping stood on the balcony sleepily awake, watching the students from the nearby elementary school, led by the teachers, walked past the streets holding various flags.

The traffic police and policemen rode motorcycles, followed closely and escorted them.

"The Teacher's Day Parade has begun..." He yawned.

Meow!

His pet barked softly.

Ling Ping Ping picked up the little guy: "Today's rest, let's stay at home and sleep in all day!"

Teacher's Day is a very important holiday in the Commonwealth Empire.

It is also a legal holiday.

As a law-abiding citizen, Lingping is very conscious.

On statutory holidays, the bookstore is never open for business.

In previous years, he lived alone.

This year there is one more cat, and it is still the same!

Face the wind!

The phone rang.

Ling Ping Ping picked it up and took a look, and the whole person suddenly woke up most of the time.

He answered the phone and said hello with a smile: "Auntie... Why did your old man remember to call me?"

"Oh……"

"Oh……"

"You have arrived in Fusang..."

"Is Fusang fun?"

"Um……"

"as long as it's fun……"

"What to bring? There's no need..."

"Yep……"

Putting down the phone, Ling Ping's face was a little weird.

"Going to Fusang for vacation?" He pursed his lips slightly: "It seems that this aunt's salary and treatment have really increased a lot!"

Although, now is the most suitable season to travel to Fusang.

Fusang Kingdom provides 5,000 yuan consumption coupons for all tourists.

But it's a well-known thing - people give you money expecting you to pay more.

Especially the souvenirs of Fusang are really expensive!

A small pendant is thousands of dollars!

And the knives of the Fuso people...

A vegetable cutting knife can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan...

So, how could Lingping dare to ask that aunt to bring her something?

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Putting down the phone, the silver-haired major frowned slightly.

Her little face full of collagen was a little puzzled.

"My nephew is really diligent and thrifty!" She turned her head and said to Chu Wei Wei with a smile: "Wei Wei, if you marry him in the future, you will be really blessed!"

Chu Wei suddenly blushed slightly.

For some reason, she lost her initial resistance to the captain's words.

"Maybe it's because the captain says it every day..." she thought.

but……

What does the captain's nephew look like?

Chu Wei slightly forgot.

She tried her best to remember, but only remembered an easy-going young man with glasses and the wonderful taste of the food he made.

But the rest really have no impression!

"Right!" Li An'an's thinking was always very lively, and she quickly changed the subject: "Wei Wei, let's leave from Kyoto in two days and go to Ryukyu!"

"I heard that Ryukyu's beaches are the best in the world!"

"Yeah!" Chu nodded slightly, and then she asked, "Captain, can your hair really recover in three days?"

Li Anan listened, holding her white hair, she laughed: "Almost!"

"Look..." She found a hair that was already turning black: "It's recovering now!"

"Oh..." Chu nodded slightly.

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Ran Bing was walking in the church in the floating city.

She raised her head and looked at the beautiful statue of the so-called 'Angel of Redemption' at the top of the church.

At the same time, she also looked at the so-called 'Salvation of Salvation' that was placed on the confession platform in front of her.

This so-called redemption scripture is not much different from the “Brightened bible” of the “Church of Light” in the A1 floating city where she used to be.

Basically replacing the God of Light with the Angel of Redemption.

They are all talking about 'human beings in the old world disrespect XX', so 'XX brought down divine punishment and destroyed the old world'.

The only way to be saved is to believe in XX and follow the teachings of XX wholeheartedly.

Looking at all this, the whispering in Ran Bing's ear reappeared.

"Unexpectedly, this group of ants actually thought of this way..."

"What way?" Ran Bing was puzzled.

"Faith..." whispered softly.

So, in front of Ran Bing, a hazy picture appeared.

A floating city, a church.

Thousands of believers, praying, praying.

Their beliefs, turned into invisible lines, converged into the statues of the church.

This is faith!

Believe it exists!

And the power of this belief has infinite uses in theory.

"Is this the purpose of the umbrella?" Ran Bing thought.

She raised the revolver in her hand and aimed it at the statue of the Angel of Redemption.

boom!

A crisp gunshot.

The statue was smashed to pieces!

Stones fell, and Ran Bing ignored all this and walked over to the gravel.

Then she picked up a metal box from the rubble.

This is the Umbrella Corporation's instrument for gathering faith.

With a little force, the box was opened.

At this time, Han Xu, who heard the gunshots, walked in with someone.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing!" Ran Bing looked at the contents of the box: "I just discovered the secret of the umbrella!"

In the metal box in front of him, luminous crystals were neatly arranged.

This is the savings of the umbrella for half a year in this floating city.

It's all about the power of prayers and beliefs gathered by many people day and night.

Looking at these crystals, Ran Bing felt that his spear spirit was already hungry and thirsty!

It seems that these things are great supplements to it.

"What is this?" Han Xu was shocked.

"A product made by people to manipulate the world..." Ran Bing looked at these things, and the countless questions in her heart were answered.

Why do all the floating cities have religions that are obviously selfish to the extreme and stupid to the extreme?

Because the umbrella needs that.

Why do these religions, unanimously, preach that the old world was destroyed because of not believing in God?

Because umbrellas are needed!

Why, almost all floating cities have announced the abolition of family and marriage relationships in the old world.

They don't even recognize father and son, husband and wife?

Because they need a steady stream of people who believe in the so-called gods they have compiled!

What they need are people who have no other thoughts than gods!

Simply put, the umbrella is keeping all the floating cities as livestock!

The people kept in the floating city are even worse than the livestock in the old world!

Because the farming factories of the old world have to raise their own livestock, but the umbrella doesn't need to do anything, just control religion!

So here comes the question...

Ran Bing threw a spar to his spear spirit.

Click, click, chewing sound came from her revolver.

She turned her head, looked at Han Xu, and asked, "Captain Han, where is your city lord?"

"I want to see him!"

She wanted to ask why the other faction of Floating City, the City Lord faction who was obviously opposed to these religious lunatics, would tolerate these lunatics?

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Holding the "Steel Mantra", Elizabeth knelt before the sacred steel altar and recited the sacred prayer: "Ring the bell once..."

Thousands of devotees chant with her: "Ring the bell once..."

The sacred prayer resounded throughout the gorge and beyond.

Hundreds of thousands of believers recited it reverently.

Today is a very important day!

The believers of machinery and the people of steel have exceeded half a million today!

All the doomsday bastions of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers centered on this sacred altar have now converted to the way of steel.

A grand mass like this can attract hundreds of thousands of people!

Many even risked their way from the fort hundreds of kilometers away.

Everyone wants to get the gospel enlightenment of machinery and the blessing of steel!

Because miracles exist.

Countless people have been healed by the great incarnation of the Great Spirit of All Machines, the Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva.

And people have also witnessed how the Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva destroyed the terrifying evil god "Dark Side of the Moon".

Therefore, everyone is very pious!

They worshipped, prostrate, and prayed.

Magnificent praise and neat prayers shook the heavens and the earth.

Innumerable shrouds of spiritual light merged into the sacred steel altar in praise and prayer.

Make it more rounded, divine, and great.

Now, this steel altar is beyond recognition!

It is not far from being upgraded!

At most half a month later, it may usher in an opportunity.

As long as Jie Shi can inject enough flesh and blood of the evil god's minions, maybe he can be upgraded to a sacred mechanical temple in one fell swoop!

Become the great spirit of all machines, a node of descent.

but……

Elizabeth raised her head, and she looked at the sky.

Since the dark side of the moon fell, the sky of the earth once began to turn blue.

Although the sun's light is still cold.

but……

At least, the blue sky makes people see hope.

But now, the sky is being eroded by some force again.

A new evil god appeared on the moon.

and……

He is very likely to launch a surprise attack on the steel altar on the ground at any time!

Elizabeth feels it!

The "Steel Mantra" in her hand also issued a warning.

Those abominable and despicable evil gods will not allow the great spirit of all machines to appear in this universe.

They will do everything in their power to stop it!

"But..." Elizabeth closed the steel scripture in her hand, and she laughed: "How do the ignorant evil gods know the greatness of the Spirit of All Machines?"

"When he comes..."

"The truth and justice of the universe will be reshaped!"

"These despicable evil gods are destined to be swept into the trash!"

There is no doubt about this.

Elizabeth knew that she knew, and she knew that the evil gods should have felt it.

Otherwise, they will not come back.

Otherwise, they would not dare to step into the atmosphere.

Only dare to peep outside the atmosphere from afar.

"The war is at hand..." she thought.

So holding the "Steel Mantra" in his hand, he walked to the sacred steel altar.

She looked at all the devout believers.

The steel bhikkhuni began to preach: "The great spirit of all beings, he is the supreme existence of materialism..."

"Hundreds of millions of turrets are his glory, and roaring engines are his preaching!"

"Because he is a god born in machinery, the supreme being nurtured in steel..."

"Because he is so much steamed!"

"Because he is Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!"

"So, we should follow His path, like a machine walking on the earth, the engine roaring!"

"We shall serve His holy word..."

"Amen!"

"Amen!" Countless believers worshipped one after another.

Then, the devotees raised their heads and looked at the mechanical nun, the steel bhikkhuni.

The agent of the spirit of all machines on the earth, the bhikkhuni who is favored by the Namo Gatling Bodhisattva.

Elizabeth said softly: "I announce that, in the name of the Spirit of Ten Thousand Machines, starting today, I will form a guardian army!"

"I declare..."

"In the name of Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva, I will establish a steel precepts institute!"

"All people of steel, people of machinery, are obliged to participate!"

These days, the accumulated power of faith is enough to summon new mechanical guards and steel monks from this steel altar!

But, before that, there is one more thing to do - prayer.

Pray to the Great Spirit of All Machines and ask for His approval!

Pray to the merciful and merciful Gatling Bodhisattva and ask for His permission!

So Elizabeth turned around and faced the sacred steel altar. She got down on one knee, led all the believers, and began to pray.

"Ring the bell once..."

The holy prayers sounded again.

But this time, their prayers had a clear direction.

Pray directly to the great spirit of all machines, to the merciful and merciful Gatling Bodhisattva!

The grand sacred hymn resounded between heaven and earth.

On the steel altar, the dense mist of the Holy Spirit surged.

The mechanical paradise is reflected in people's hearts.

It is the heaven of steel and the promised land of machinery.

All the people of the machine, the warriors of steel, can ascend into that heaven on that last day, when the spirit of all machines descends.

Become a part of the eternal warband of the great Spirit of Man!

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It's almost noon.

Ling Ping'an watched the soap family ethics drama on TV.

He was drowsy and yawned.

"Alas..." He sighed: "This is not good in the era of mobile Internet..."

"Male-oriented TV dramas have almost disappeared..."

In the past, you can often see historical dramas or large-scale war movies on TV.

However, since the beginning of the mobile Internet era.

These things just disappeared.

The reason is very simple, men have been taken away by mobile games.

Canyons, eating chicken and various card games have swallowed countless original TV audiences.

As a result, there are no longer those blockbusters on the screen.

"Go to sleep..." muttered the bored bookstore owner, turned off the TV, and staggered upstairs.

He went into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell into a sweet dream.

In a daze, he seemed to hear some people's voices.

"Great..." Some voice was begging in his ear, but it seemed that there was interference or noise, so he couldn't understand most of the content, and only heard some words: "We want... the escort army... The Disciplinary Academy..."

Ling Ping'an listened, and in the dream he turned over, not quite understanding.

but……

He has always been friendly and helpful.

Even in a dream!

So, he hummed and muttered: "You can figure it out..."

………………

Elizabeth opened her eyes.

All the believers opened their eyes that had been closed.

Because, in that steel altar.

The rumbling oracle is coming!

Steel is shaking!

The machinery is roaring!

Everyone felt it, the nanomachines and fusion engines in their bodies cheered.

That is a great god!

The divine voice of the Savior born in steel, the harbinger of his coming!

"you……"

Holy prayer, overflowing from the steel altar.

Every word is so majestic, full of holiness and greatness.

"Look at it!"

The will of the Spirit of All Machines is so clear and so lenient!

He didn't even ask for anything.

He only granted people's requests after hearing the prayers of believers and people!

How merciful!

Everyone burst into tears.

Godly grace!

More than 100,000 believers bowed and bowed to the sacred altar one after another: "Great Spirit of Myriad Machines, your will is our mission!"

They bowed their heads one after another, deepening their faith and devotion to God!

So, everyone began to spontaneously recite the prayer of truth of the mechanical god: "Ring the bell once, push the lever..."

The sound is rolling like thunder!

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After several hours of waiting, Ran Bing finally saw the lord of the floating city in his private cabin.

She looked at the man sitting on the throne of the city lord.

He looked like he was in his fifties, wearing old world uniforms.

There is a star on the shoulder!

Ran Bing threw the metal box in his hand to the ground.

"City Lord!" she asked, "Do you know the purpose of the Redemption Church?"

Tyne looked at the girl and nodded.

The city lord who came from the old world to today, picked up a remote control, pressed it, a screen lit up, and the scene when the old world collapsed appeared on it.

In the sky, thick smoke billowed.

A starship is falling from the atmosphere.

On the ground, the crowd cried and ran in fear.

The earth is cracking and the ocean is roaring.

The world is doomed!

The screen is fast-forwarding, and finally, it freezes on a picture of countless refugees boarding the floating city.

"These, do you know?" Tyne asked after playing the short film.

Ran Bing nodded.

"Then you should also know something about the umbrella in the old world!"

Ran Bing nodded again.

"But you certainly don't know that the umbrella is the builder of all floating cities!" Tyne stood up, and he stroked a statue on his seat: "In the old world, the umbrella is the participant of almost all industries and technologies... …”

"Pharmaceutical, military, biochemical, agricultural and even sales..."

"They go deep into every aspect..."

"They bought almost everyone with money and deceived everyone..."

"We didn't wake up until the old world collapsed..."

Tyne looked up: "But what's the use of that?"

"The world has been destroyed... everything is gone..."

"And we, the survivors, have to rely on the umbrella..."

"Their spare parts, especially the spare parts of the floating city host!"

"I must be responsible for every human surviving!"

Ran Bing listened and fell silent.

Because if what Tyne said is true, then if it were her, it would probably be the same.

The existence of the world and the existence of human beings are above all else!

Then she asked, "Is it the same for other floating cities?"

Tyne shook his head: "I don't know..."

"However, most of them should be like this..."

"Then..." Ran Bing raised his head and asked again: "City Lord Tyne, do you know where the umbrella's stronghold is?"

Tyne shook his head: "In the old world, their headquarters was in New York..."

"But now it has sunk into the sea..."

"Now... where is their headquarters? No one knows..."

"But I heard a legend..."

"The umbrella is creating an artificial god..."

"Before the old world collapsed, their plan was close to success..."

"But after the old world collapsed, many of their bases and strongholds were destroyed along with the old world..."

"Some people say... on the moon, on the far side of the moon, there may be a secret base for an umbrella..."

"Perhaps, their headquarters has been moved there..."

"But...no one can confirm..."

"Because, our starships have all crashed..."

Ran Bing listened: "Is it the moon?" she thought.

Then she raised her head: "Even on the moon, I will drag them down and kill them all!"

She has this confidence!

Because she is a monster!

real monster!

A monster more terrifying than an umbrella!

Saya's song rang in his ears.

"Saya...Saya..."

"Saya...Saya..."

"My lovely daughter..."

"My kind daughter..."

"Mom loves you!"

Ran Bing understands that there are not many obstacles for her to read the Book of Saya.

"Thank you!" She picked up the gun and the metal box on the ground and turned to leave.

"Aren't you going to hold me accountable?" Tyne stopped her and asked.

Ran Bing smiled: "City lord, your responsibility will be investigated and examined by the citizens of your floating city..."

"Your choice will be judged by history!"

"It's none of my business!"

"History..." Tyne raised his head: "Does humanity still have a future?"

"Yes!" Ran Bing raised his gun: "If I live, human beings will be able to return to the ground and rebuild our world!"

"Even though, this will turn me into a monster!"

"But history will give me a correct judgment after all!"

"Just as history will judge the city lord your whole life!"

She pushed them away and strode forward.

Here, there is no need to stay any longer.

She will continue on her journey and continue to follow the trail of the umbrella.

Until every member of that evil company is beheaded to death!

Drag their eternal plan and the so-called gods to hell and shred them together!

This is her mission!

Even if you turn into a monster, even if you turn into a terrifying inhuman being, you will not hesitate!

Because, the blood debt must be paid in blood!