I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

Like the other founders of the Fire Sword Road, Yanar is naturally not a real angel. The name

The essence of is nothing but a meaningless codename.

But unlike several other members, Yanar himself does not have such a thing as a real name, so when Michael proposed

When Yanar was used as her code name, she not only accepted it readily, but also thought that the name was not bad, so she simply used it as her own.

name.

Although it is said that for ordinary extraordinary people, the "true name" has a meaning far beyond that, and may even become a life name.

Of course, it is impossible for the door to accept a word of unknown origin as its own name.

But for Yanar, the words expressed in all the common languages ​​of the continent cannot have any influence on her.

, it doesn't matter.

After all, her race is somewhat special.

"From the perspective of induction, the last faint residual breath is here.

Yanar was suspended in mid-air, raised his head slightly, his rusty green eyes full of chaos staring blankly in front of him

She stretched out the only arm full of strength and beauty, and learned to hold it, as if she was grasping something.

The space of the place then curls up like scratched and crumpled paper, forming a dot full of information.

Lines of light floated from this point, intertwined and floated between her eyebrows, revealing the same kind of air that was once here.

The image of the breath unfolded in her mind.

The black-haired youth stopped here, out of tune with the crowd walking forward, and a man with a fire sword on his body.

Yin's weak and supernatural being communicated.

At some point, he opened a dream rift and took out a book from it.

At the same time, there was also a faint cry for help from her kind in the dream, but it was only for a moment,

It disappeared as the rift closed.

"shoot.

Yanar clenched his fists and crushed this information point from the past time and space, looking at the scattered light point, frowned half of his eyebrows.

"Dreamland rift he opened so easily? And his strength, like being shrouded in fog, the end

Can't feel it clearly at all, but it's not a problem for me, just need to go back to the timeline

Yanar's eyes were half closed, and the wings made up of thousands of phantoms wriggled and scattered intermittently like neon tubes.

Sending out a colorful light, it seems to be resonating with somewhere.

"It turned out to be like the half-dragon body shaped by the fruit of the dragon marrow tree and the petrified dragon heart, the power of learning control dreams given by silver, the help of a mysterious existence all the time, and those books of unknown origin, which are interesting."

"It only took half a year to grow from an ordinary person to the current god-level. I have to say that it is indeed a great cause."

"However, this is still far from being beyond the level of gods, not to mention that this is not his own achievement, it is really worthy of attention.

Is it that mysterious existence that never showed up and Baiyin?? Baiyin's breath has weakened so much, it seems to be leaving

Ah, ha, that's right, it's less difficult. "

"Speaking of which, Michael and the others' purpose is not to be able to open the way to the dream world and gain access to the dream land.

Is there a way to get promoted? That is to say, this guy, I am afraid he has already stood at the end of their thousands of years of planning.

"No wonder all the angels have to work together this time. For them, this level of enemy is really worth it.

alert. "

"Oh, but for me, it's just more tricks.

Yanar snorted indifferently, looking so proud and calm as if he had mastered everything, thinking: "There is no time

Kong can escape my perception and grasp, even if it is a dream, I can still come and go freely.

There is no such thing as a 'true god', it's just a nest of primitive creatures born out of chaos.

Fear is but a manifestation of ignorance. "

"Although these primordial creations are indeed powerful enough, they are not compared to those four, compared to Silver and Furla.

For Kersinas, it was still one point short, and it was no wonder that they were able to sleep peacefully in their dreams for so many years. "

She floated forward along the trajectory left by this information point, with a mocking expression on her face: "If I hadn't wanted to see these

Guys make a futile effort and find out that the place they've tried so hard to get to is nothing but a 'rubbish heap', their faces

How wonderful the expression will be, how can I join this Fire Sword Road?

The snowflakes fell all around, passing through her body unhindered, only swaying - circles of tiny ripples,

It shows that this body does not actually exist in this-space-time, but only a projection-like existence.

And her real body, no doubt, is connected by the phantom threads extending from the middle of her body.

The unknown, a giant butterfly curled up in a continuous timeline with its wings closed.

That's right, Yanar's body is the upper form of the clock rotifer, a worm that inhabits the time line from the trillions

Evolver One

Butterfly of the Sea of ​​Time.

The half-human-like body she embodied is based on her own

The meaning born from the aesthetics absorbed in human society

mind, so full of confusion

After all you can't expect a bug to thoroughly understand human aesthetics.

And the purpose of Yanar's trip was precisely because he sensed that when he was only a clock rotifer, he once helped him.

the breath of one of his own kind.

Not knowing how many years ago, a certain human family captured it with a special method and used it to manipulate it on a small scale

time, and even passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom.

When Yanar didn't have a name, this kind of trivial thing didn't interest her at all. After all, for insects, eating

Sleeping and sleeping are the only things that can be thought about in the mind, and all other things are negligible.

But in the thousands of years of watching human society, she gradually learned "selfishness".

Until recently when she was awakened by Michael, she felt as if she had broken out of her cocoon again, looking back at the past-everything was different again

experience.

Especially when I saw that insignificant companion being taken away and heard the faint mourning that lasted for thousands of years, it was the first time in my heart.

An emotion called anger rose up.

Unstoppable, she did not go to the agreed place that Michael said, but came alone to find the

Man with bell rotifer box.

Now, she is coming to pick up her companion.

Yanar's wing-like intricate and radiant half of his body stretched out, and everyone in the manor had nothing to do.

Unconsciously, it gradually filled up and covered the sky.

The time and space around the manor distorted, cracking as if it could not bear it.

Like an invisible cocoon in a net.

And Yanar, who was floating straight towards the final information point, never realized that he was supposed to be just a phantom.

Underneath the phantom, not the physical body

There was a shadow that followed closely.

ps: The disorder of work and rest is too torturous, and I feel groggy and want to sleep all day long