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I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 109

Chapter 109 - Calabash Brothers Saving Their Grandpa (3)

The only good news for Chu Weiwei was that the terrifying monster did not notice her.

The protection of the nightmare made her invisible.

But that was also her sorrow because she did not dare to make any moves.

The only thing she could do was to close her eyes and pray to all the gods in the federal that she knew. She prayed that these gods who had regained a bit of consciousness could hear her call and descend with divine power.

However, she knew clearly that this was impossible.

The awakened gods only had a little bit of their instinctive consciousness.

If they wanted to make a move, they would need to hold a grand national sacrificial ceremony. With the incense and will of the people, they would need to awaken their power that was slumbering in eternity.

Therefore, it would take much longer for a god to make a move than to prepare a nuclear bomb!

Normally, it would take at least half a month to prepare!

… … ..

“Green skin!” The father of the plague, who had completely descended, looked at Ling Pingan’s character with its eyeballs that grew out of rotten flesh.

That was a green skin that he had never seen before.

It had two heads, although its body still had the characteristics of green skin.

However, he could sense that the green skin in front of him was not as simple as green skin.

“Who are you!?”

“The great father of plague requests your answer!”

“Otherwise, the father of plague will give you pain!”

As he spoke, herpes on his body began to throb one after another.

It was the child that this loving father had once doted on the most. After coming to this world, he had obtained a brand-new virus, Acquired Immunodeficiency Syndrome from the humans of this world!

The world’s humans, with their eternal spirits of looking for trouble, created a virus.

After the father of the plague got it, he treated it as a treasure.

He treated it as his most precious treasure, using all the technology and abilities to modify the virus.

He modified the way the virus spread.

He fused the smallpox gene into it.

He made the virus spread through air and contact with items that were contaminated with the virus.

He strengthened the latent ability of the virus!

He made it to lie dormant in an organism for years without any symptoms.

Once it broke out, a source of infection would spread to thousands of people!

And herpes on his body was his result.

Every herpes was a terrifying reservoir of viruses!

The father of the plague had also invented a new model of virus utilization through his research on green skin.

He had modified a certain type of spore given by his kind father so that this herpes had the ability to resemble the green skin.

However, the green skin could reproduce indefinitely.

But he could not.

Each herpes could only produce one virus monster.

Even so, it was still very terrifying.

Because these monsters had the same characteristics as the green skin. Once they die, they would return to the spore form, and then spread the virus to the surrounding air and water!

Thus, it was no longer an illusion that herpes could destroy a country!

If it weren’t for the fact that they were far away from their loving father, and weren’t even be able to sense the subspace.

The father of the plague might have returned to his loving father a long time ago, offering this virus to his great loving father!

Let the decay of the world come faster and more!

… … ..

Ling Pingan looked at the monster in front of him.

At this time, a long-lost notification box popped up in front of Ling Pingan’s eyes: Dear player, you have met the father of the plague, Professor Cass, a caring scientist, environmentalist, and philanthropist.

You can choose:

A: I heard that Professor Cass is researching a strange spore creature and has achieved many results. You may ask Professor Cass to perform surgery for you to make you stronger and braver!

B: Knock Him Out! Knock him out! WAAAGH!

Ling Pingan chose B without hesitation.

His two brains suddenly looked at each other.

Then, the left brain shouted, “Little bean sprout! Brother What said to knock you out from the front!”

The right brain shouted, “Little bean sprout! Brother Hell said to knock you out from the back!”

“WAAAGH!” The two brains roared in unison!

… … … … ..

WAAAGH!

An earth-shattering roar came from the two-headed green skin’s bloody mouth.

Along with the roar.

The father of the plague, Cucas, knew that the two-headed green skin would no longer be friendly to him.

It just so happened that his research on the green skin had entered the crucial part.

That might be a perfect experimental material!

As for the green skin man’s self-proclaimed ‘Brother What’ and Brother Hell’, Cucas did not take it seriously at all.

That was because the great and loving father had confirmed that the green skin God had disappeared, and the entire subspace had lost the scent of them.

Legend said that the two combative bastards had heard that a great WAAAGH had occurred in the distant universe, and they were invited to participate.

From then on, they never returned.

Even if the green skin desperately called out, the green skin God did not respond.

It was certain that they had fallen!

Moreover, the green skin god was two independent individuals.

It was not a two-headed entity!

That was a fact that Cucas knew!

Therefore, in Cucas’ view, this green skin was at most a green skin warlord.

Moreover, he was an idiot who had gone crazy and ran straight here without even bringing his tribe with him!

However, the green skin had been stupid since ancient times.

These simple things only involved fighting and fighting.

They were either on the road of fighting or in the middle of a fight.

Therefore, the father of plague, whose face was full of herpes, laughed.

“Green skin…” he stretched out his hand and rubbed out a ball. “Become my experimental subject!”

The ball was rolled out.

It fell to the ground and crazily absorbed the flesh and blood from the monsters on the ground.

Even the small monsters that were still alive pounced on the ball one after another.

Finally, the ball unfolded.

A strange-shaped thing appeared in front of Ling Pingan.

It rapidly expanded and turned into a monster that was at least seven to eight meters tall, composed of countless herpes and bugs.

The body of this monster was very soft, and it could change its form almost at will!

It was the latest creation of the father of the plague: The Ultimate Infectious Disease Carrier!

It was a terrifying monster that he combined voodoo with the acquired immune syndrome virus that he obtained and then bred from himself!

The main item that was used to produce the monster was the virus.

After the continuous screening, the virus was bred in the same way as breeding voodoo!

Each virus was the best after devouring thousands of its kind!

It could be said that this monster was a voodoo worm.

A voodoo worm that was bred with virus!

Therefore, it was born with unparalleled strength, and at the same time, it had the terrifying ability to spread the virus!

The father of plague was confident that he could regain his father’s love just by relying on it!

However, what the father of plague needed now was not its terrifying ability to spread, nor was it its strength.

Instead, it needed another ability, imprison!

The monster could capture and imprison any experimental subject in the father of plague’s laboratory, making the experimental subject unable to even struggle.

A green skin warlord nurtured personally by the father of the plague was imprisoned to death by it!

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not the Demon God, 我真不是魔神
Status: Ongoing Author: ,

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing.

However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.

For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.

When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.

Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.

But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.

“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”

“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”

What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.

In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.

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