I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 427 – Thrown Stones

Ludwig stayed in the arranged room.

He was still in fear.

As long as he closed his eyes, he would remember what he saw in the car.

In the light, a woman with wings on her back was holding a long halberd and psionic power was bursting out.

A huge horn broke through the heaven and earth.

The fear of death rushed forward like a flood.

The voice of the King of Angels was still ringing in his ears.

“Uncle Ghost!”

Ludwig took out a piece of tissue and wiped his forehead.

Then, he took out his phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his phone and entered the browser. Then, he chose to enter the server of the Federal Empire. Finally, he searched for “Uncle Ghost” in the browser.

In an instant, countless web pages were searched.

He looked at the introductions on the web pages.

His expression gradually became serious.

“Uncle Ghost…” he took a deep breath, “The ancient underworld God of the East?”

The God of death was the most terrifying existence.

It was not just because he was powerful!

It was also because of his mysteriousness and strangeness!

Ever since the recovery of the spirit aura, all the people or things that had a relationship with the God of death were the embodiment of terror and disaster.

An insensible child took a broken yellow paper from an abandoned temple.

He wrote down the names of the people on the paper.

Within seven days, all the people he wrote on the paper died mysteriously!

An ignorant merchant found a stone sculpture of a jackal's head in the desert.

He put it into the container.

In the next three days, the whole caravan had people dying every day.

After the autopsy, the forensic doctor found that the hearts in the chest of all the victims had disappeared!

It was not until then that the businessman remembered what he had found.

In his panic, the businessman took the initiative to ask for an examination of his body.

The doctor found that all the organs in his chest and abdominal cavity had disappeared!

When he found this result, the businessman immediately died and turned into a dry corpse.

All kinds of stories and legends flashed through Ludwig's mind.

He couldn't help but unbutton a button.

“So…” he thought, “This place is closely related to that Ghost Uncle, the ancient Eastern Death God?”

“Even…”

“This is his training hall?!”

Thinking carefully, it seemed impossible.

The training halls of the eastern immortal Gods were fixed.

From the search results, that Ghost Uncle's training grounds should be in Mount Tai!

Putting down his phone, Ludwig took off his coat.

He lowered his head and looked at his crotch.

The place that had once been warm was now dry.

For extraordinary people, even if they jumped into the sea, they could keep their clothes dry.

But crotch could be dry, but fear could not.

He recalled the state of mind at that time.

Fear came like a tide from all directions, almost drowning him.

But in the end, the other party was merciful and did not kill him.

Ludwig could guess the reason.

This had to do with the Eastern culture.

To kill without teaching was torture.

So, those who did not know was innocent.

So, remember your first offense and spare your life.

If you commit another offense…

You deserve to die!

Thinking of this, Ludwig slowly lowered his body and panted.

It was because of fear.

It was also because of humiliation.

That caused his eyes to slowly turn red.

That resolute face was even more distorted and malevolent because of this.

But..

Soon, only the sound of low gasps was left.

The expression on his face became even paler.

Because…

Ludwig thought of a possibility.

“Could I be a stone…”

“A stone thrown to ask the way…”

Because he knew that if that was really the case, then in reality, he had no way out and no choice.

In the words of the easterners, a pawn crossing the river would advance without retreat!

If he retreated, he would die!

Whether it was the Church of Bone or the Devil King of Hell.

They would not allow him to retreat even a little.

Because, if the truth was as he had expected.

He was the stone that heaven and hell had thrown to scout the way.

Then, presumably, they had already surrounded him in advance and made countless plans.

Among them, there must be plans for him, the stone that had his own thoughts and even wanted to escape.

Ludwig himself had done this countless times.

Using others as chips and cannon fodder.

Placing them on the gambling table and offering them to the altar.

Once chips and cannon fodder were placed on the gambling table and on the altar, they would no longer have any freedom.

All kinds of restrictions, and all kinds of methods followed them like shadows.

The best think tank, the best psychologist and the best project management…

Threats, rewards, and inducements were used to the extreme.

In the end, both the chips and the cannon fodder would understand that obedience was the only way to survive and resistance was certain death!

With this thought in mind, the pendant on Ludwig's body suddenly became hot.

He grabbed the pendant.

The son of God on the cross seemed to come to life.

Faintly, he heard a sacred chant.

“God will prepare the lamb for the burnt offering!”

Ludwig's body trembled.

“God will prepare the lamb for the burnt offering!” He whispered.

He knew that this was a threat!

An extremely obscure Land of Qin style threat.

The Church of Bone was telling him that he had to follow the agreed steps.

Otherwise…

He would no longer be a believer of the Lord, the Lamb of God.

He would be exterminated!

All honor, titles and even the legitimacy of the bloodline, as well as strength, would be stripped away and taken back.

The Church of Bone could also strip away those who came from the Church of Bone.

Of course, there was another path for him.

That was to fall. Before he was exterminated, he would fall and sink into hell. He would desecrate the blood of God and become a devil.

But…

Would Hell want him?

On the back of his hand, the pentagram was shining.

There was no doubt about Hell's attitude.

He was indeed a stone thrown out.

The sacrifice on the altar of the burnt offering.

But…

Did he have a choice?

No!

The Church of Bone, hell… perhaps the entire Polish Kingdom and even the Land of Qin were all looking at him.

He could only move forward, like a pawn crossing the river, until death or liberation!

After thinking this through, Ludwig was no longer afraid.

He leaned against the back of the chair.

As a chess piece, as a stone, as a sacrifice for the burnt offering.

Ludwig understood that he could only move forward bravely.

He had to move forward bravely.

He had already proven his worth and fought for his chance.

Otherwise…

He would die!

Knock, knock, knock..

There was a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” Ludwig adjusted his expression and attire and asked.

“Your Highness!!” His attendant's voice sounded, “The embassy of the Fusang Kingdom has just sent an invitation…”

“They invite you to the embassy tonight to participate in the ball…”

Ludwig wanted to refuse because he knew that the Fu sang people had no good intentions when they sent the invitation!

The reason was very simple.

Fusang and Xinluo were the most ferocious hounds in the Eastern world!

During the hundred year war, the auxiliary forces sent by Fusang and Xinluo were extremely brutal.

As a result, almost no Land of Qin soldiers dared to surrender to Fusang and Xinluo on the battlefield.

In the years after the war, Fusang and Xinluo were even more of the fighters in the Eastern world.

They were even more determined than the Xia people to protect the eastern civilization.

So…

Fusang invited him to the diplomatic ball?

He was afraid that they were mocking him and attacking him.

It was like watching a monkey show or a sideshow.

Many Xia people would say things that they would not say. They would say that they would do things that many Xia people would not do out of decency and etiquette.

Just like today, when they were doing an interview at the airport.

The Xia people's reporters would be polite even if they were unhappy. At most, they would be a little eccentric.

However, the reporters from Fusang, Xinluo, Cochin and Ceylon directly cursed.

“A whimsical red-haired ghost…”

“Where did the barbarians come from!”

However…

The pentagram on the back of Ludwig's hand continued to heat up.

He knew that he had to go.

Moreover, he had to follow the plan and be as high-profile as possible.

High-profile to the point of courting death!

Because he was a rock, a rock that was thrown out to explore the way.

If he could not jump a few more times, if he could not muddy the water, then he would be unhappy if he was thrown into heaven and hell.

So, he had to be high-profile!

He had to court death!

That was all he could do because this was the only way to survive!

“Then come!” Ludwig thought and said, “I understand. Reply to the Fusang Embassy for me and tell them that I am honored by their kindness… and that I will be on time!”

“Your Excellency…”

“This is the preparation for tonight's dance…”

The secretary handed a stack of documents to Takeda Neazhi.

The Ambassador of Fusang opened them gently and looked through them one by one.

As he looked at him, he asked, “Has the Prince of Poland replied?”

When he asked this, Takeda Neazhi couldn't help but laugh.

The Fusang Kingdom was the 'land of the Gentlemen of the East Sea'.

Regardless of whether this title was self-bragging or not.

But in this world, other than Xinluo, no one questioned it.

Therefore, Fusang's ball, etiquette and rules could be said to be perfect.

Anyway, Takeda Neishi felt that the Polish Prince wouldn't dare to go to the appointment.

If he came…

Then there would be a monkey show to watch.

How could the Land of Qin know etiquette?

They probably couldn't even figure out how to write the word 'Hui'!

At that time, under the eyes of the world, the people of the foreign countries and barbarians would be full of ugliness.

Thus, it could reflect the etiquette and civilization of Fusang.

Perhaps it could be on the front page of the news media for a long time.

This was a great political achievement!

Unfortunately…

Takeda Neizhi knew that usually, countries outside the world would decline a dance like this.

He shook his head.

However, he heard the secretary say, “Sir, the Polish side replied, 'thank you for your kindness, it's my honor…'”

“I'll definitely attend the party on time!”

Takeda Neizhi raised his head. There were only two thoughts in his mind.

The first one: he actually dared to come?!

The second one: How dare he come?!

“This Land of Qin's red-haired ghost is really bold!” Takeda Neizhi couldn't help but laugh mockingly.

Then, he heard the secretary say, “Your Excellency, we received a report from the Federal Empire's foreign ministry…”

“This Polish Prince is a transcendent being, a demigod with divine blood!”

Takeda Neizhi's smile froze on his face.

Transcendent being?!

Demigod!

So…

He wasn't here to play a monkey's game?

He was here to cause trouble!?

“Immediately inform his Imperial Highness Prince Li Gong!” Takeda Neizhi took a deep breath and began to set up, “Also, immediately send someone to invite Lord Xinfu Yanagawa to take charge of the embassy!”

After the chaos of the feathered fox, in order to seek further security, especially for transcendent being affairs, the Fusang Kingdom signed the “Transcendent Being Security Treaty” with the Federal Empire.

According to the treaty, the Fusang Kingdom fully accepted the guidance and training of the Federal Empire in transcendent being affairs.

From then on, the experts among the transcendents of the Fusang Kingdom would regularly come to the imperial capital to receive relevant training and exchange pointers with the experts of the Blackguard.

Xinfu Yanagawa was a Fusang expert who came to the imperial capital to undergo three years of training and sparring according to the treaty.

Although he was only a brigadier general, after experiencing the turmoil of the feathered coat and the fox, the transcendent being's strength under the control of the country was almost completely lost. Other than the few great yin yang masters who were in closed-door cultivation in the capital, Xinfu Yanagawa was practically one of the few strongest transcendents in Fusang's official ranks.

There was news that he might even be the next commander-in-chief of Fusang's transcendent being.

Although a brigadier general was unable to go against a lieutenant general, this was the imperial capital!

The heart of the world!

The place where the commander-in-chief was stationed.

So…

Takeda Neizhi thought that with Xinfu Yanagawa's presence, that Polish red-haired ghost probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble even if he wanted to.

Who would dare to play tricks under the eyes of the commander-in-chief?

Was he tired of living?

Even a terrifying demon like the feathered fox had been re-sealed by the commander-in-chief.

The head of the Nanyang Evil God was still blowing cold winds in the Himalayas.

With this in mind, Takeda Neizhi finally regained his confidence!

Chapter end