I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 561

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Goat penis…

Goat waist…

Leek…

Ling Ping'an looked at the ingredients in front of him and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

“This aunt of mine…. She thinks that the matter isn't serious enough!” he sighed and stuffed all the ingredients into the bottom of the refrigerator.

A creature that was the size of a pigeon landed on his shoulder.

The tentacles on the little guy's body drooped down one by one.

The compound eyes on the surface of his body flickered with an inexplicable color.

Ling Ping'an nodded as if he could understand, “That's it…”

After saying that, he closed the refrigerator door and walked down the stairs with his pet.

The bookstore was still very quiet.

The pedestrians passing by the door were in a hurry.

Ling Ping'an sat at the counter and leaned against the chair, slowly falling asleep.

It was like a silkworm spitting out silk.

There was a faint invisible fog that lingered around him.

It also lingered around the bookstore.

Hu…

Hu…

There seemed to be a sound that was lingering in the bookstore.

It was like a lullaby that echoed in Ling Ping'an's ears.

He didn't know how much time had passed. It could be an hour, or it could be two hours.

Or probably only a few minutes had passed.

At a certain moment, Ling Ping'an opened his eyes.

“I see!” he raised his head and said seriously.

“So that's how it is…” he finally understood these voices.

What were those voices that he often heard in his dreams?

Those were the voices of the Outer Gods, who were the masters of the Endless Universe, trying to send him a letter to chat.

Most of the content was very simple.

“Hello…”

“How are you?”

It was the same as online dating introductions.

Hello… Have you eaten? What are you doing?

Of course, there were some content, or perhaps some other things.

But these things were drowned in a sea of redundant information.

And the interesting thing was…

Ling Ping'an realized that he seemed to have preset some program to reply to these conversations.

It was a complicated reply.

It sounded like the sound of a star spinning.

The meaning was, “I'm fine!”

This was what he currently could understand and know.

If he wanted to dig deeper, he had to be smarter.

But he couldn't be smart.

He tried to listen to a message.

Ka Ka Ka Ka…

It sounded like a radiation signal of a certain frequency.

In his ears, it was automatically translated into something he could understand.

“Hello…”

It was just a simple greeting, and he tried another one.

Ka Ba Ka Ba Ba Ka Ba…

It was also similar to the previous message.

What about another one?

Di Di Di… Di Lu Di Lu Di Lu…

Ling Ping'an frowned slightly.

This voice… It was rather interesting!

“Transporting the Mountain and Sea World fragments…”

Ling Ping'an blinked his eyes and understood the message.

This was a guy on a transport mission reporting the progress to him.

This was a guy who directly served him.

The purpose of the transport was…

To allow this world to adapt to his existence.

To put it simply, it was to lay the foundation.

To make the house stronger!

After understanding this message, Ling Ping'an closed his eyes.

“So… as I ‘grow', this world will be unable to bear it?”

Thinking about it, it made sense.

Before he was born.

This world had been almost turned into a world full of holes.

As he “grew”, this world would not be able to bear it.

Therefore, he had to find something to expand the foundation of the world.

The great Mountain and Sea World was one of the chosen materials.

As he understood this, he also started to understand many other things.

“Legend of Nightmare… So that's what it's for!” he thought.

“To train this world's ability to protect itself!”

The universe was dangerous and dark.

There were countless hunters of civilizations lurking in the void.

For high-level civilizations, they hunted low-level civilizations and made them into specimens.

Not only to eliminate competitors but also to protect themselves!

The Outer Gods loved tributes.

Especially if an entire civilization was being used as tributes.

That would be their joy and reward.

Therefore, every high-level civilization would try to hide.

How to hide?

Simple!

Separate the world they were in from the universe.

Hiding between the void spaces, existing within the world barrier.

And constantly shifting coordinates.

Top civilizations would even dance in the timeline.

Constantly shifting the coordinates of their civilizations, making it impossible to lock onto them.

This way, the other hunters could only search for civilizations that had yet to learn how to hide.

Draining the pond to get all the fish!

This was the source of the universe's silence.

Those that could hide had long been hidden.

If they could not hide, they would be found if they left even the slightest trace!

And the result would be to make a specimen and offer it to the Outer Gods or greater existences.

The final result was that all civilizations would become involute.

They would kill each other!

That was because tributes were very important.

If they could not provide the tributes on time, they would be torn to shreds by the Outer Gods!

That was because there were a large number of Outer Gods who craved the destruction of civilizations.

Naturally, the Realm of Nightmare was a training institution.

It was a battlefield to train this world.

It was a place for them to learn how to protect and hide.

Ling Ping'an sighed when he thought of this.

“All of this was to make me feel at ease…”

He would eventually leave.

And he would eventually become a monster.

When that day arrives, many things hoped that he would be able to maintain himself.

At least he could remember the present.

After all, in the past… He was a brainless and blind Chaos.

There was no good or evil, nor was there any bias.

There was only instinct.

Therefore, many people were afraid of him.

They were afraid that he would wake up, and they were even more afraid that he would restore everything to its original state!

And so…

He was born.

A gentleman with wisdom and morality.

Ling Ping'an smiled when he understood all this.

“You think quite well!” the corner of his mouth was slightly pursed.

He had straightened out everything.

Except for one thing…

Since he was unintelligent and chaotic in the past.

But he was also very, very strong.

Then, who could make him become like this?

“Besides myself, there's no one!” Ling Ping'an smiled.

So in the past, he might not have been completely chaotic and unintelligent.

Perhaps, from a long time ago.

He had some ideas.

He wanted to experience this life!

With this thought in mind, the sky gradually darkened.

It was nighttime!

Ling Ping'an began to gain vigor.

He stood up and turned on the lights.

His shadow was reflected on the ground.

It was as if countless eyeballs were opening up densely from the shadows.

Ling Ping'an subconsciously raised his hand.

“Oh no!” he said, “I forgot, I can't think too much right now!”

He had thought too much just now.

So…

That was why his shadow began to slip into entropy when nighttime approaches!

It was irreversible.

“So, I'll become a half-human and half-monster from now on?” he murmured.

His intuition told him that the situation was much worse than that!

Because he was not a devil at all!

He was a monster!

A monster that could kill an ordinary person with just one look, whether it was good or evil.

Looking at him was equivalent to death!

That was because ordinary things could not understand!

The capacity of a human's brain could not understand and accommodate the things that were instilled into him the moment he saw his shadow.

It was like a computer's graphics card, unable to withstand it.

It burned up with a bang.

“What should I do?” he asked himself.

That omnipotent and omniscient self.

In the shadow, a strange voice answered him faintly, “Have a baby!”

“Have a baby?” Ling Ping'an blinked. He didn't dare to think about it again.

So…

He could only have a baby?

But…

With whom?

Where could he find someone willing to have a child with him?

The voice in the shadow let out a scream, “I might be able to temporarily suppress the mutation!”

“You are?” Ling Ping'an was puzzled.

“I am you!” the voice in the shadow said, “Have you forgotten?”

“The successor of ancient martial arts is in the city!”

“I am Lord Xuan!”

Ling Ping'an recalled that he had once written a novel.

The successor of ancient martial arts was in the city!

The protagonist of the novel was called Lord Xuan in the end.

He was invincible in the novel, with his fists hitting the Nanshan Nursing Home and his feet kicking Beihai kindergarten.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an hesitated.

“Lord Xuan?”

“That Duma?”

To make a living, the novel naturally followed the harem theme.

Therefore, the main character of the novel had so many wives and concubines that even he, the author, couldn't remember clearly.

As a result, some readers criticized that the female lead did not end up with the male lead.

That voice lingered in Ling Ping'an's heart.

“Don't worry!”

“We are one!”

“You can replace me at any time!”

Ling Ping'an understood what he said was right.

So he nodded, “Okay!”

…

“Bastet!” the young man suddenly lowered his head and looked at the little black cat at his feet.

The black-haired Cat Goddess was visible in his eyes.

Meow!

The little cat meowed, but it was a little hesitant scared.

“Don't be afraid!” the man laughed, “I don't dare to offend you!”

In the end, the Cat Goddess was a pet.

And he was just a mutation of a thought.

Although this thought was a combination of some long-ago broken incarnations and a stitched monster.

But in the end…

His status was still inferior to a pet.

After all, a pet could act cute, but he might be despised as superfluous.

Therefore, this opportunity was a once-in-lifetime opportunity and extremely important!

He had to win the trust!

The trust of the original Core of Chaos.

Otherwise, if a thought flashed through his mind, he might be like those deleted documents, thrown into the trash bin, and would never be able to come out.

Not to mention winning a bit of freedom!

Just like that Skyless Buddha!

Thinking of the Skyless Buddha, the man sighed.

His luck was too good!

So good that it made him jealous!

When he became jealous, his entire face became gloomy.

On the back of his hand, those eyeballs were rotating.

Each eyeball was as sharp as the edge of a sword.

This was the legacy of the former Lord Xuan.

The ability of an original incarnation from a long time ago!

The Lord Xuan who entered the Dao with a sword!

The Lord Xuan was in a certain city's illusion.

The two merged and could not be separated from each other.

Therefore, he was now a half-human, half-god monster.

At the thought of this, the man seemed to have heard something?

He hurriedly stood up and let go of the poor pet.

“Master… Don't worry, I won't do anything rash!”

“No matter what, I'm just a character in your story!”

“I'll do as you say!”

“I'll ask for your opinion on every choice I make!”

With that, the man looked at the bookstore.

He muttered to himself, “Master, please allow me to find a weapon in your collection!”

“I use a sword!”

As if he had received permission, he followed his memory and came to the bookshelf.

He squatted down and dragged out a heavy box from under the bookshelf.

The box was very heavy.

He used all his strength and barely dragged it out.

This made him sigh at his master's greatness.

When the box was opened, each one of the incomparably resplendent treasures in his eyes blossomed with a brilliant brilliance.

He who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and he who stays near ink gets stained black.

Most of these things were ordinary.

But because of their owners, they were already extraordinary.

They even had intelligence.

In the box, a ragged doll opened its mouth and clicked.

The broken glass eyeballs were jumping.

A construction vehicle toy under the doll made a rumbling engine sound.

A few beads were colliding with each other.

And in the corner, there was even a figurine holding a sword, trying to jump out of the box.

It was fantasizing about jumping out.

But without permission, it would never get out.

To the figurine, this box might be bigger and deeper than the universe to it!

The young man ignored all of this.

He knew that none of these things could see him.

Only he could see them.

He gently reached out his hand and took out a plastic short sword from the bottom of the box.

It was the kind of plastic short sword that was sold at a stall more than ten years ago for three dollars each.

He picked it up and blew at the dust on it.

“Good sword!” he praised and gently took out the plastic sword.

Cold light shot in all directions.

The structure under the plastic surface had long become harder than a neutron star!

This was indeed a good sword.

A good sword that could kill a normal person with just a touch.

Holding the sword in his hand, he thought of many things.

Lord Xuan's past was back!

…

Zhou Ke finally finished cooking the takeaway.

Squid whiskers, octopus…

He carefully packed them up.

When he walked to the door, Aning was already waiting for him.

He looked at Aning, and the tentacle under the human skin squirmed slightly.

“Aning, you have to help your brother tonight!” he said seriously.

The innocent and cute little girl nodded.

Therefore, Zhou Ke activated the electric donkey and drove to the destination under the night sky.

…

Ling Ping'an felt very strange now.

He could still see and feel the outside world.

It was just that his perspective was a little strange.

It was as if he was a precision camera device that had turned on the panoramic view.

He could see everything in detail.

On the other hand, from this perspective, he realized that he could think without any scruples.

Because the entropy that was produced did not increase on him.

Instead, it was that fellow who called himself “Lord Xuan”.

This was a little interesting.

Ever since he found out that he was a monster, he had never felt as relaxed and comfortable as he was now.

It was to the extent that he had the thought of “just let it be like this”.

Of course, the moment this thought appeared, he threw it out of his consciousness.

One reason was that it was impossible.

Nothing could withstand his entropy!

Not even his incarnation or thoughts!

Therefore, even if he was willing, that fellow called Lord Xuan wouldn't dare.

On the other hand, it was a very simple truth, how could fate be handed over to outsiders?

Even if it was his thoughts!

Chapter end