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I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 583

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When the wine jar became still again, the wine inside had already turned amber-colored.

It was as beautiful as a gemstone.

Every drop of wine seemed to be as viscous as honey.

The essence of The Father of Snakes had already melted into it.

Everything of the god had transformed into this jar of wine.

As a result, the weight of this jar of wine became much heavier.

When Ling Pingan lifted it, it was quite light.

But in reality, its weight surpassed that of a star!

Its internal density was already comparable to a neutron star!

If this jar of wine was completely released and allowed to appear in this world, then just its mass alone would be enough to immediately cause the surrounding space to collapse.

And after 0.001 seconds, it would pull the entire earth and all the matter in the low Earth orbit to its surroundings.

Then, space would collapse.

Time would stop near this jar of wine.

If so, a man-made miniature black hole appeared.

This universe would no longer be able to observe the Solar System where Earth was located.

And this was only the effect of its mass.

In fact, this jar of wine was not only more than the mass of any living creature’s imagination.

The psionic substance and all sorts of messy things contained within it were even profound.

Other than Ling Ping’an, there was no one else who could drink this jar of wine and not die.

Even if one searched through thousands of universes and infinite space-time, they would only be able to count on ten fingers.

Ordinary humans could never drink it.

Just a whiff of it would probably cause them to die on the spot.

His flesh, bones, and fur would become earth’s nightmare, becoming a breeding ground for countless terrifying monsters.

That was how terrifying it was!

That was because this was the everything of an avatar!

An existence that ruled countless worlds and enslaved countless clan tribe members. Its true form and clones once spread across hundreds of universes and dimensions.

It was the existence of dozens of lizardmen and dinosaurs.

The Father of Snakes, Yig!

Holding a wine jar, Ling Ping’an smacked his lips.

“You can’t drink it!”

“Use it to stir-fry vegetables and marinate them… It’s the best!”

The gourmand had full confidence in this!

Therefore, he started to make a fire.

He used the wood that he had just chopped as fuel.

Normal fires wouldn’t be able to light these wood with HP.

Fortunately, Ling Ping’an snapped his fingers.

In the slow oven, a faint blue flame started to shine.

The descendants of the living flame started to burn with all their might.

“What a hearty meal!” Ling Ping’an exclaimed.

More and more blue flames started to burn in the oven.

The wood that was put down started to burn and the Flames started to rise.

The descendants of the living flame came one after another.

This was indeed a sumptuous meal!

In the end, the temperature of the entire slow oven became even higher than the temperature of the Sun.

Then, the living flame took the form of a human.

As the one with the highest status among all the old overlords.

It was said to be the one closest to the gods of the past.

This ancient ruler of the past had been waiting for an opportunity.

And now, it was the best opportunity!

The fuel was available!

The clone of the mother of all races, K’thun.

That was the great avatar of the Forest Black Goat, which was second only to one of the three pillar gods.

It was an abominable existence that had created countless races and destroyed countless civilizations.

Therefore, even if it was just a clone, it was something that the living flame yearned for.

It dreamed of igniting such a thing so that its rank could rise to a higher level.

Now that this dream had finally come true, the flame in the furnace was very touched.

Therefore, it offered its tribute!

Amidst the crackling flames, a jade-green wooden heart popped out and landed in Ling Ping’an’s hand.

The wooden heart was very short, at most an inch.

But its entire body was jade-green, like Jade, flowing with a charming luster.

Holding this wooden heart, Ling Ping’an knew his origins.

The heart of the monarch tree!

Once a treasure of the mountain and sea scripture.

The monarch tree personally planted by the first generation Human Emperor Xuanyuan clan, which was the heart of the Jinyu tree!

In the center of the mystical world, there was a divine mountain, and its name was Yi!

On Yi Mountain, there was an innate divine tree, namely the pill tree.

The pill tree was innate, and it bore fruit every three hundred years. Its fruits were sweet and delicious.

The most important thing was that as long as people ate one, they would not be hungry for a month!

Hence, it was regarded as an immortal tree.

To the west of Yi Mountain, there was a Divine River, which was called pill water.

The pill water was once filled with immortal jade.

Even the river water was white like immortal jade.

After tens of millions of years of precipitation and evolution, the pill water repeatedly washed the riverbed.

It left a thick layer of jade paste on the riverbed.

The Xuanyuan clan took the jade paste from the elixir water to nourish the elixir tree of Mount Yi.

They also used supreme divine powers and heaven and earth enlightenment virtues to pour it into the elixir tree.

Finally, he cultivated the emperor tree, or better known as the Jinyu tree!

The importance of the Jinyu tree to the mountain and sea great world was self-evident. It wasn’t just the Emperor Tree That suppressed all the evil in the mountain and sea great world.

It was also a barrier to protect the mountain and sea great world from enemies from other worlds.

At the same time, the fruit of the Jinyu tree had endless uses.

It could give birth to bones, but it could also kill people with medicine.

Taking it could increase one’s lifespan and even longevity!

Countless powerful existences and experts took the Jin Yu fruit.

Their lifespan grew longer and longer.

Their strength also grew stronger.

However, this wasn’t a good thing.

As time passed, the throne Zen of the mystical world became slower and slower.

At first, it was one thousand years for a throne Zen.

Then it was 5,000 years…

50,000 years…

The reign of the last heavenly emperor lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

As a result, many generations of his chosen successors died!

These were all things recorded in this heart of the tree.

Unfortunately, this heart of the tree could only record so much.

The rest was either lost or not recorded at all.

As for Ling Ping’an, he didn’t know how the mountain and sea great world went from Glory to destruction?

Holding the heart of the tree, Ling Ping’an thought for a moment.

“In the past, the Xuanyuan clan planted the emperor tree and established a million years of glory in the mountain and sea great world

“Now, your life will continue from my peach tree!”

The heart of the tree floated up and landed in the plastic flower pot at the foot of the wall.

It turned into specks of light and merged into the body of the peach tree.

At the same time, a little girl’s cheerful laughter could be faintly heard by her ears.

“Thank you, Master!” The little girl was extremely grateful.

The Jinyu tree was an imperial tree!

It had an extraordinary origin and a deep foundation.

Now, although only this section of the heart of the tree remained intact, the other parts had been eroded and distorted by that external god.

However, this still saved the little peach tree thousands or even tens of thousands of years of growth time!

Thus, the peach tree sapling before him slowly stretched its branches and grew a few new green leaves.

On this midwinter night.

On this terrace, a little peach tree quietly grew.

In just a moment, it grew into a two-foot-tall peach tree with dozens of leaves.

Ling Ping’an looked at it and smiled. “Next year, there should be delicious peaches to eat!”

“The Father of Snakes…” Ran Bing stared at the sky, and a ghostly wail sounded in her ears.

She could feel that in the underground of this world, in the ruins left by the K’nyanians.

All the pyramids were shaking.

The creations left behind by the K’nyanians were falling apart.

That was because the strength that supported these things had already disappeared.

The Father of Snakes was completely dead.

Really, it was dead.

The tsunami that resulted from this was spreading to all space and time.

In a month at most, everything left behind by the K’nyanians would be shattered!

This meant…

When Ran Bing looked at the sky, she knew that the floating cities would fall because of this!

This was because the engines of the floating cities were powered by the K’nyanians’ technology.

Hence, she looked at these so-called ‘allies’ of unknown origins beside her.

“I want you to save them!” Ran Bing said, “A disaster has already begun!”

“The floating cities will fall to the ground!”

“I want you to find all the floating cities you can find and tell everyone about this!”

As she said that, she waved the gun spirit in her hand, and the invisible Bullets shot at everyone.

These were real bullets!

“Go!” Ran Bing waved her hand and said, “If anyone doesn’t believe me, I will explain it to them!”

The current her, Sha Ye was greater than ran Bing.

Naturally, she already had many abilities that could only be obtained in the past.

Descending was one of them!

Alucard looked at the invisible bullet that was shooting at him. He wanted to dodge, but it was impossible, so he could only watch helplessly as it entered his chest and disappeared.

“What kind of spell is this?”Alucard was extremely shocked.

When he heard the other party say ‘descending’ again.

He immediately thought of the angels of the cross religion.

Especially the four kings of angels.

They could do the same, but the kings of angels needed containers and ritual tracks to descend.

Was her status higher than the Kings of angels?

Alucard had no idea.

But he understood one thing: the descent of the Kings of angels was extremely cruel.

The containers were all one-time items.

Once they were used, they would die!

Otherwise, the land of Qin and the land of Qin would not reject the church of bones so much.

No one was willing to become a puppet or a tool!

The wood in the furnace was gradually burned out.

Ling Ping’an’s banquet was basically completed.

There were roast beef, charcoal grilled squid, smoked chicken steak, roast duck, and a pot of pork ribs and seaweed soup.

It was very sumptuous!

Especially under the roasting of a special fuel, every dish carried a special intoxicating fruit fragrance.

Just smelling it made his mouth drool.

“Finally… a little bit of Ling family’s homemade medicinal wine, it’s simply perfect!” he said with a smile as he poured out a small cup from the wine jar next to him and poured it on each of these dishes.

When the amber-colored wine was poured over the dishes, it immediately started to burn as if it was on fire.

Ling Ping’an blew on it gently.

The flames slowly seeped into the interior of each dish’s ingredients, which made their colors extremely bright.

The fragrance became even stronger, and the taste and texture were incomparable.

“You can serve the dishes now!” Ling Ping’an said with a smile.

Thus, he picked up two plates of dishes and began to go downstairs.

As he walked, he greeted happily, “Aunty, Miss Weiwei, you can eat now!”

When he walked downstairs, he realized that there were guests at home.

A familiar-looking woman was sitting on the sofa in the living room, talking to Aunty.

Ling Ping’an blinked his eyes.

Who was It?

Oh..

He remembered.

Was it He Rourou? He had seen her in the imperial city last time!

But…

He lowered his head and saw this woman’s shadow.

The shadow was changing its shape.

Sometimes it was like a shapeless cloud of smoke.

Sometimes it was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

Sometimes it was releasing countless tentacles.

Sometimes it was like a giant snake winding around the world, gently flicking its tongue.

Ling Pinga’n smiled.

“This reckless little guy!” He commented in his heart.

This was his first reaction when he discovered the other party.

It was also the most intuitive feeling.

It came from instinct, the instinct of that monster.

Of course, as a gentleman, he was still very gentle in front of his aunt.

“A guest has arrived?” His smile was incomparably brilliant.

Nevertheless, his shadow, which was reflected on the ground, started to squirm like a lump of flesh.

Eyeballs popped out of the shadow and turned around, coldly looking at the shadow reflected on the ground.

Following a roar, the world shook.

The shadow started to tremble as if it had met its biggest enemy.

The woman sitting on the sofa slowly raised her head.

She looked at the person in front of her with fear and trepidation.

It was this supreme being!

This master whom she had long sworn to serve.

“Young Master Ling!” She tried her best to smile and express her goodwill. “I heard that you have been troubled recently…”

“So I took the liberty to come to your door. I hope I can help you!”

The shadow on the ground trembled and worshipped.

If not for his instinct, he would not have dared to appear here.

But there was no other way!

No god could resist the primal desire to give birth to a beautiful child with such a powerful force, especially for someone like him.

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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