I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan took He Qi, followed the voice, and walked towards the factory building that seemed to have been abandoned and collapsed.

Along the way, Lingpingan saw countless collapsed buildings.

The huge cast iron fell down in the wild grass.

The rusty machine tool was buried in pieces of concrete and covered with weeds.

There are shadows and countless collapsed and abandoned factories stretching in the distance.

Lingpingan even saw the ruins of a very large parking lot.

Inside, there are bicycles that have been eroded and weathered, leaving only some wreckage.

One can imagine how prosperous this place was back then!

It is estimated that at least tens of thousands of people work here.

That was more than a hundred years ago.

An industrial park with tens of thousands of workers!

Is it just abandoned?

How determined was the cabinet at the time?

What the hell happened here?

Lingpingan couldn't help thinking.

"Could it be..."

"Has a contamination leak occurred here?"

There can only be this explanation.

More than a hundred years ago, the industry of the Federal Empire, if it were described in four words, would be 'utterly devoid of conscience'.

At that time, the science and technology were far less developed than today.

Nowadays, all kinds of carcinogens, which are recognized as poisonous, could be added to food as additives at that time.

At that time, there was no concept of defense or protection.

There is also a lack of security measures.

So, it's possible that there was a serious toxic spill here.

Thinking about it this way, Lingpingan was relieved of many things.

The fierce legend of Cross Slope.

Perhaps, it is a legend deliberately created by the government for more than a hundred years.

Because, if the government tells the people: This place is poisonous, don't come here!

Might work at first.

But soon, as time goes by, ordinary people may continue to pour in, driven by curiosity.

If this place is rendered as a fierce place with ghosts.

Under the deterrence of fear, the problem of outsiders entering at will can be greatly reduced.

After all, compared to the real danger that can be seen.

Most people will be more afraid of ghosts and demons and things like that.

Moreover, as long as this legend is maintained.

Over time, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

This is where fear will be cast in all hearts.

After a hundred years, what is false will become true.

Lingpingan looked at the few fireflies that were always around him.

"Perhaps these little things are the victims of the poisonous substances here..."

"A mutated firefly-like..."

Thinking about it this way, he sorted out all the logic and relationships.

More than a hundred years ago, a major pollution leak occurred in Shizipo Industrial Park.

The imperial cabinet held an emergency meeting and decided to immediately shut down the entire industrial park and establish a blockade.

At the same time, experts were sent to inspect the industrial park.

After inspection, the experts submitted a professional report.

The report may point out that the harmful substances leaked here will exist in the groundwater and soil for a long time.

The half-life of the substance may be extremely long.

Therefore, after research, the cabinet formulated a plan for the "Legend of the Fierce Land".

With the help of people's fear of ghosts, Shizipo became an urban legend of the imperial capital.

They also used administrative power to deliberately turn the area around Shizipo into a 'funeral industry center'.

Then, there is also the deliberate indulgence of the surrounding infrastructure.

Let the street lights, signals and so on be disturbed.

In this way, people will naturally stay away from this place.

Officials have solved the problem of toxic substance pollution at a very low cost without bloodshed.

By the way, a brand new business card was created for the imperial capital.

These days, if there is no famous haunted place or haunted city, it would be embarrassing to say that it is an international metropolis!

Lingpingan, who was immersed in his own reasoning, didn't care about everything in the unexpected world.

In other words, he doesn't care about everything here.

until……

"Help..." He Qi screamed.

The member of the poaching group turned around and hid behind Lingpingan.

It's a bit like Lingpingan is a meat shield.

Lingpingan frowned.

He doesn't like such people very much.

But he doesn't have time to deal with it now.

Because, in front of him, a black-robed man with fists was shaking his fists and hitting him.

"Go to hell!" the other party shouted.

Lingpingan frowned slightly: "Are the poaching criminals so courageous now?"

"In front of me, you still dare to punch?!"

He raised his eyebrows.

He reached out his hand and grabbed it lightly.

The opponent's fist was grabbed by him, and then with a light force, it was an over-the-shoulder throw.

This is a fighting technique that Lingpingan learned from an instructor during military training when he was in college.

And Lingpingan was born with supernatural power.

Over the years, he had never encountered anything that he couldn't move.

Whether it's a box or a sack.

He won't struggle to carry it.

Although I haven't tested it specifically, how strong is my own strength?

However, it is naturally effortless to deal with mere thieves.

The same is true.

Slap.

The other party was gently thrown by Lingpingan and fell to the ground.

boom!

His head hit the hard ground, and the cement made a crackling noise.

Vaguely, Lingpingan seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.

"It seems to be a bit too hard!" He scratched his head, a little regretful.

Looking at the guy who was thrown to the ground and fell to the ground.

Lingpingan raised his head and looked ahead.

There were a dozen other men in black robes there.

It should be a gang.

So, he asked: "So what, where is your ancestor?"

"Call him out!"

Lingpingan felt that he could hit ten now.

Therefore, if that old ancestor still wanted to resist, he didn't mind falling too.

Legit beating.

feels good!

However, the people opposite him were all trembling.

"grown ups……"

A somewhat hoarse voice said, "Old Ancestor, it's right under your feet..."

Lingpingan froze for a moment, then looked at the guy at his feet who was knocked unconscious.

"This is the leader of this poaching group? The so-called ancestor?" He thought, recalling the feeling just now.

The other party gave Lingpingan the feeling that he was like a drug addict who had broken his body with drugs.

So, with a light flick, it fell directly to the ground.

"That's it?"

"Have the current criminals transformed into a funny one?" He shrugged, looked at those people, and asked, "Do you want to be like your ancestors? Or raise your hands and surrender?"

So, he saw a dozen arms and raised them high.

Sure enough, the current criminals have all transformed into funny ones!

He sighed and took out his phone in disappointment.

Dial the alarm number that has already been set.

After a while, the call was connected, and a sweet voice appeared on the phone.

"Hello, Imperial Capital Alarm Center..."

"Well... hello..." Lingpingan said, "I want to call the police. I found a criminal group here..."

"Um……"

"no need……"

"Because they have been captured by me!"

"Just send someone to receive it quickly..."

"What? Address? Oh...it seems like a cross slope here..."

Slap.

There was an exclamation from the other side of the phone.

Putting down the phone, Lingpingan shook his head, then walked forward.

The people who raised their hands, squatted, and wore black burqas all looked well-behaved.

That is, everyone seemed utterly terrified as he passed by.

Lingpingan walked over and saw several people tied up with ropes in the corner.

"Huh?" Lingpingan shook his head: "There is still a kidnapping..."

He looked at those people: "You are dead!"

Kidnapping is a felony!

According to Federal Reich law, kidnappers enjoy no legal protection in the course of their crimes.

In other words, anyone can shoot and kill it without taking responsibility.

So, Lingpingan walked over and untied the victims.

Then, shook their bodies: "Hey...wake up..."

……………………………

"Hey...wake up..." Chu Wen heard a call in his coma.

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Ah!" he screamed.

In his memory, he remembered that he was caught by the school of victory-weariness.

And the people of the victory-hating school will never let go of anyone who falls into their hands.

The soul will be extracted and used as raw materials for talismans or consumables for cultivation.

The flesh and bones will be sold to the people of the Witch Gu Cult as feed for cultivating Gu insects.

For most people, if they fall into the hands of the school of hatred, smart people should quickly find a way to die.

Because, if he doesn't die quickly, then the Satire of Victory School will let him experience the torture of the most painful cruel spells in the world before he dies.

It is said that the School of Sorrow Sorrow believes that only the soul that is extremely painful before death is the best consumable.

"never mind……"

A gentle voice came from my ear: "You are safe...I rescued you!"

Only then did Chu Wen open his eyes anxiously.

Then, he was so frightened that he shivered, and his whole body curled up.

The scene in front of me was really too terrifying and frightening.

Under the moonlight, thick fog surrounded the surroundings, firmly surrounding a small area of ​​about ten square meters.

A huge tiger's head protruded from the thick fog, hanging over this small area.

On the huge tiger's head, three huge lantern-like pupils glowed with an incomparably terrifying color.

The ground seemed to have been bombarded by missiles.

Cracks like spider webs densely extend into the distance.

And in the center, a human limb was smashed to the hard ground.

The man was smashed to pieces.

Blood and viscera and bones, everywhere.

But that's not even the scariest.

The scariest thing is...

Above the stump, a black tentacle-like thing tightly wrapped around a gray-white soul body.

The tentacles curled slowly.

The head is fully open, like a flower bud.

Drops of black viscous liquid dripped from the bud-like mouthparts.

It dripped on the gray-white soul body like nectar.

Every time it drops, a colorless and lightless flame ignites on its soul body.

In the flames, it was roasted and howled miserably.

A human face, screaming and wailing in pain in the flames.

When the flames are gradually extinguished, the soul body has been slackened and dimmed.

next moment...

A drop of golden liquid drips from the bud.

When it falls on the soul body, it is like the legendary rain, causing the body to instantly solidify.

Then, another drop of black viscous liquid dripped on the soul body.

The flames rose up.

Chu Wen watched and swallowed.

Just watching the wailing and screaming of the soul body.

He couldn't help shrinking his neck.

He could imagine that it must be extremely painful and terrifying torture.

What's more terrible is that the weird tentacles have the ability to revive the soul body anytime and anywhere.

"Hehehe..." Chu Wen's teeth chattered up and down.

He didn't dare to look over there anymore.

Looking up, he saw the figure in front of him.

Young man in glasses holding a cat in his hands.

Under the cheap eye sockets, there is a pair of extremely dark eyes.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." I heard the young man say: "The criminals have been subdued!"

Chu Wen swallowed, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

He finally remembered, why is he here?

Looking at the young man in front of him, he also remembered that he was here to find him!

"You..." Chu Wen suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Have you really come to Shizipo?"

The other party snorted: "You know me?"

Chu Wen lowered his head: "My lord..."

"Today in Yanlou, isn't it the Shizipo I proposed to you?"

The other party was surprised: "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm worried that you're in danger..." Chu Wen sighed, "I don't think so, I don't know Mount Tai!"

At this moment, Chu Wen's heart is already brightened.

All things are connected together.

Why did I rule out the possibility that he was Mr. X when I met this person in Yan Tower today?

At the time, he knew nothing.

But at this moment, look at the scene in front of you.

He gets it.

It's Mr. X!

He seems to have some kind of incomprehensible domain or supernatural power.

Directly interfere with people's judgment, make people ignore his abnormality, and lead it to another level.

In other words, if he doesn't want others to know his identity.

Then, even if he has all the legendary characteristics.

Even if it is, show him his photo in advance.

I'm afraid I won't even recognize it face to face!

This kind of supernatural powers directly based on the psychological level and the logic of the mind has no solution.

so……

Chu Wen directly extinguished his thoughts about chance.

In front of such people, want to rely on simple kneeling and licking, just hug your thigh?

What a joke!

Only if he is willing to give it can he have a chance.

Otherwise, even if you stand in front of him, you will be distorted by his supernatural powers, and your thoughts will be tampered with.

And it starts directly from the bottom of the mind.

To be honest, Chu Wen felt that the fact that he was able to save his life this time might have something to do with his choice to come here.

otherwise……

He glanced at everything in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

A huge tiger's head poked out from the thick fog.

Those three eyes were staring at the people of the Sect of Victory.

As long as there is a slight movement, the tiger's head may be bitten off.

Chew them all up.

And on the man who had been smashed to pieces, with flesh and internal organs mixed together, Chu Wen vaguely felt powerful spiritual energy.

General!

A general was crushed to death by this Mr. X!

Not only people were crushed to death, but even their souls were arrested.

Inflict unimaginably terrible punishments!

so……

Chu Wen knew that if he hadn't come to Shizipo.

Then, probably he will be the same as that general.

After the body was smashed to death, the soul was drawn out.

Tortured again and again, then cured, tortured again.

Compared with the cruelty and horror of this one, the so-called torture of the Sense of Victory School is as simple and ridiculous as a game played by elementary school students.

Thinking of this, Chu Wen bowed his head and said, "Thank you, my lord..."

At this time, the people around him also woke up.

They also saw the scene in front of them, and they were all frightened.

In the distance, the sound of a police car appeared.

Diwu Diwu...

For some reason, Chu Wen, who used to loathe and dislike the interference of the black guards, suddenly looked forward to the arrival of the black guards.

The image of the black-clothed guard in his heart has also undergone a 180-degree change.

He began to understand the various policies of the Black Guards.

Are the guards in black just protecting civilians?

Do not!

They are also protecting all supernatural beings and aliens!

If you really do things according to the supernatural beings' own ideas.

So……

A low-level transcendent like him would probably be directly reduced to a consumable for a lunatic organization like the School of Victory.

Or, they were caught and used as humanoid batteries and tools.

Therefore, the fate of a person like him may be worse than that of ordinary people!

"Unrestricted use of power ... must lead to the exploitation of the weak by the strong ..."

He thought about the inscription written by Emperor Gaozong at the headquarters of the Black Guards.

In the past, he always thought he was strong.

But now, he discovered that he was actually weak.

In front of the strong, he is a faint green leek, a vigorous battery, and a human-shaped self-propelled consumable.

so……

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Black Clothes Guard to sign up...to be a non-staff member..." he thought.

…………………………………

Diwu Diwu...

Sitting in the police car, Ning Qinghong looked at the thick fog on both sides.

Her psychic powers could clearly perceive that within these thick fogs, dangers abounded.

Those without permission may be ruthlessly strangled as long as they step into the thick fog.

But now, she and her police car are unimpeded in it.

She lowered her head, looked at the documents she had prepared, memorized the materials she had just prepared, and practiced them again.

"Hello... I am the Imperial Police Department, Ning Qinghong, the second-level police chief of the Beibei Road Branch..."

"Thank you son for your contribution to the security of the imperial capital!"

She practiced several times in a row before she felt relieved.

Now, the black-clothed guard already has enough knowledge of that person.

Therefore, even though they have never met each other, Ning Qinghong has already sketched some outlines of that person in her heart.

He is a high-ranking existence with a mysterious origin.

Beside him, there are always countless unimaginable servants and guards, carefully cleaning the surrounding traces for him all the time.

And He himself has an incomprehensible terrifying power!

At the same time, He holds unimaginable knowledge and secrets.

He will, consciously or not, do things to reward or punish those who come into contact with him.

so……

"What will I gain from this contact?"

"Reward or punishment?" Ning Qinghong thought.