I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 110

Ling Pingan raised his head and looked at the monster that had suddenly appeared.

Then, he looked at his strength attribute, which had increased to more than 240 points!

Thus, he walked towards the monster.

Last time, when his strength had increased to more than 300 points, the scene of him destroying a summoned creature with one punch was still vivid in his mind.

Ling Pingan felt that he should be able to do the same at that moment.

Therefore, his two brains roared at the same time, “WAAAGH!”

Then, he jumped up high and threw a punch at the monster that had just stretched its body and turned into a ball of water-like monster.

“Green skins are indeed arrogant fools!” The father of the plague sneered, as he urged the monster to open its large body and wrap the green skin up like a flood.

He naturally knew that creatures like green skins were not afraid of any virus infection.

Therefore, he did not choose to release the plague spells. Instead, he simply stretched his body and used the softness of The Ultimate Infectious Disease Carrier to embrace the target.

That was also what the loving father's children loved to do the most.

To a certain extent, the loving father and his children did not like violence.

In fact, they preferred peace.

They spread the germs through peaceful means and then watched the infected creatures die in pain with love.

Finally, new life was born from the corpses of these creatures.

That was their doctrine: All things rot, and all lives do not perish!

But in the next second, the father of the plague could not laugh anymore.

Because…

The green skin aimed at the 'The Ultimate Infectious Disease Carrier' that had completely opened up its body and turned its entire body into a virus solution. He punched out more than ten times consecutively.

From what the father of plague imagined, the power of these punches was supposed to be completely absorbed by the virus solution.

But…

The scene he imagined did not happen.

Instead, the body of the 'The Ultimate Infectious Disease Carrier' that he was most proud of, began to show cracks and ripples.

Then, the ripples expanded rapidly.

Then, smoke rose from the cracks in the ripples. It was the high-temperature evaporation of the virus solution.

A second later, the originally enormous monster collapsed, and violent explosions sounded continuously from its body.

In the end, it turned into a pile of minced meat and fell all over the ground!

The green skin seemed to have known this beforehand and directly rushed past the collapsed and dead monster towards him.

That made the father of the plague, Cucas, panic immediately.

Because after coming to this world, he had remade his body.

To adapt to the research and modification work.

That made his body greatly shrink, but he also lost his original defense and close combat ability (of course, only compared to before).

Fortunately, he had rich combat experience after all.

In the panic, he made the right choice. He immediately released a spell.

He summoned his laboratory.

It was more of a monster than a laboratory.

Because his laboratory was made of spores and fungi.

It was considered a living creature.

Bang!

Ling Pingan did not care about that. He punched the creature made up of fungi and spores that suddenly appeared.

He shattered it with one punch.

Countless mycelium and spores flew everywhere.

It revealed the layout of the laboratory.

There were all kinds of experimental objects.

Most of them were humanoid.

Chu Weiwei was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

That was because she saw many letters on some of the equipment in the laboratory.

Among them, there were many types of equipment with the name of the country written on them.

At this moment, Chu Weiwei recalled what the bronze giant Meng Yi had once said, “There is a traitor in your world who colluded with them!”

She thought of Mauradon the Princess Pestilence, whom she had met in the previous nightmare world.

She thought of the plague embryo that she had destroyed in the Guangling Volcano.

She thought of the foot-and-mouth disease in the Beizhou.

She also thought of the so-called hemolytic disease that had swept across half of Kunlun province a few years ago.

She sighed.

However, Ling Pingan did not care so much. He did not know any foreign languages.

On the contrary, after the spore and fungus building was destroyed, dozens of small green skins that were only one-third of his size and almost the same as him attracted Ling Pingan's attention.

These small monsters were ecstatic when they saw Ling Pingan's character.

However, Ling Pingan didn't have time to care about them for now.

That was because he saw the father of plague rapidly moving away. Moreover, as he moved away, he dug out herpes from his body. It was clear that he was preparing a spell to kite against Ling Pingan.

If he let it pull away, wouldn't it be a joke?

A player was kite by a monster?

He would become a joke if something like that spread out!

“Even if you have to run!” Ling Pingan immediately sped up and chased after him.

Very soon, Ling Pingan caught up with the father of the plague. It was not that he was fast, but that the monster was too slow.

Therefore, Ling Pingan swung his fist and hit the opponent's head.

Bang!

The expected thing of knocking the opponent unconscious did not happen.

Instead, Ling Pingan was directly pushed back several steps by a gravitational force.

A lump of meat made of countless rotten meat appeared in Ling Pingan's sight.

The rotten meat was covered with all kinds of flies and maggots.

Countless black gases surrounded the lump of rotten meat, turning into his nose, ears, eyes, and mouth.

As soon as he appeared, the father of the plague was extremely excited. “Almighty Father! Loving Father! Great Father!”

When he appeared, Chu Weiwei, who had been able to watch from the side without being affected, immediately screamed.

Even the protection of the nightmare could no longer protect her.

Because what appeared here was the oldest diablo in the chaos.

The God of motive power, symbolizing despair, and pain.

It was a god that countless creatures, born from the despair of being tortured by disease and pain, secretly planted a clone in the body of his son, the father of plague, Cucas.

A mere mortal facing such an ancient diablo.

Even if it was just a clone of him.

It was something that no ordinary person could look at directly.

Because he was despair, pain, and death! Looking at him was just like looking at the greatest source of fear and nightmares in the hearts of all living beings.

Therefore, even if this diablo himself had no malice toward the world and all living things.

His existence was the greatest malicious intent toward the world and all living things!

Ling Pingan was the only one not surprised by his appearance.

After all, he already knew that there was such a plot.

The Calabash brothers saving their grandpa!

He had written many novels with such plots.

Therefore, he only stretched his muscles and bones and looked at the monster in front of him.

“Hey!” Ling Pingan shouted, “Do you want me to knock you out from the front or the back?”

Ling Pingan had enough confidence now.

Because his strength had unknowingly stacked up to 300 points!

Every second, his strength would increase by 9 points!

He felt that no matter what kind of monster it was, he could defeat it with one punch!

Chapter end