I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan opened the family manager that he had not touched for several days.

It does not jump to the interface immediately.

Instead, an update package appeared.

He clicked to download the update, and it was downloaded after a while.

After the update is completed, an update notification appears on the screen.

He looked at the instructions.

"Do a lot of optimization!" He thought and nodded.

According to the official description.

This clan manager optimizes the game interface and simplifies instructions.

Most importantly, an automatic management directive has been added.

From now on, he can use this automatic management command to arrange things for his family and his family.

As expected, it is heading in the direction of ‘automatically killing monsters and playing games automatically’.

He turned off the update instructions, and the system automatically jumped to the interface.

First of all, they are still members of the family.

Once inside, dozens of messages pop up.

Lingpingan took a casual look and saw basically the battle reports from his dependent clan, the Gamba tribe, Lien Zhan and Lianjie, and various tributes.

In a few days, the number of 'dimension stones' provided by the Gamba tribe has reached 500,000!

This is almost digging three feet into the entire occupied area!

The set automatic blessing is also triggered continuously.

Lingpingan looked carefully.

He discovered that his family members had already obtained the title of 'Legendary Son of God'.

The patriarch Gamba even received the title of ‘chosen one’.

This made Lingpingan take a breath of air.

Points for your own clan points and nightmares!

Because, these two gadgets are very expensive!

The legitimate son of God: Your dependents have proven their loyalty with their lasting devotion. For this reason, you are very happy to announce that they are your favorite tribe!

As long as you still pamper them, they won't lose that title!

Rewards for the legitimate son of God:

A: Starry sky!

You take care of them, and all members of the God's Sons tribe will gain the ability to survive in the stars.

Even in a vacuum, they will not die immediately, but will slowly weaken.

B: The third lung!

You bless your dependents and create a new lung in their bodies.

This allows them to breathe in any environment!

And increase their movement speed and strength by 20%!

Pro: Adrenaline!

You love them and give them the ability to autogenerate and synthesize adrenaline.

As long as they are injured, they will stimulate the body and automatically secrete adrenaline!

The higher the degree of injury, the greater the amount of adrenaline secreted and the faster it goes!

They will ignore all pain!

And always excited!

Ding: Psychic storm.

All the spells released by the Psychic Boy in battle have a certain probability of generating a psychic storm, which will cause chaos in the target's psychic energy covered by the storm. The success rate of psychic casting will be the same as that of the Psychic Boy!

The special gift of rebirth of the legitimate son of God: Every legitimate son of God who dies for you will get a chance to be reborn.

And this title requires five hundred thousand family points!

As for that electorate, it’s also half a million family points!

But its content and rewards are simple and crude.

Chosen: A person of your choice who can claim to be your emissary, unquestioned by all other greenskins who believe in you.

Lingpingan read all the tips and information.

He fell silent.

Because, he discovered that he had not played the game these days.

With just these coupons and points, I can no longer make ends meet.

Although, the Gamba tribe has always made progress.

But this time, they all spat out.

Not only that, but he also spent all the coupons on his two accounts.

So much so that Nightmare Legend helped him sell a lot of equipment.

no way!

Today's Gamba tribe is already a huge tribe with more than 200,000 greenskins!

They occupy a large area of ​​land.

Punch lizard men, kick humans, and beat up elves.

In that world, they have become lawless.

They dug deep into the ground for the warpstone and never let go of any opportunity.

Lingpingan quickly chose to end the tribute mission.

Hundreds of thousands of dimension stones should be enough for him to write a book!

It’s not needed for the time being.

When he clicked the button to confirm the end of the task, a pop-up window appeared.

"Dear player, the current strength of your clan, the Gamba Tribe, has far exceeded the limit that the medieval world could bear..."

"Their existence has seriously affected the ecology of the world!"

"Move it?"

"whether?"

A button appears on the interface.

Lingpingan thought for a while and clicked OK.

The Gamba tribe is indeed a bit too strong. In that world with an obvious fantasy background, it was simply lawless.

If you stay there any longer, you will be bullying others!

……………………

The abandoned capital of the Demon Rat Empire.

Now, it is the greenskin's home base.

The entire city and all underground pipes have been dug up by the greenskins.

All the forces in the medieval world were dumbfounded as they watched these greenskins work on repairing the earth in the rat men's lair.

The earth was dug up.

The mountains were dug out.

All for the Warpstone!

These greenskins built huge altars on the plains.

All the dimensional stones found were sent to those altars.

Then, I don’t know where I went.

No one knows what these guys who only think about fighting are planning?

But everyone was on tenterhooks.

Because people found that there was no longer any power to fight or organize these guys.

These green skins are extremely strong, and their strength and speed are far beyond what they used to be.

What's more important is that there are more than 200,000 of them!

this is too scary!

Now, even if all the forces, even the Chaos Legion, join in, it may be difficult to stop these greenskins who may rush out from the wasteland of the Mouse Empire at any time.

In the midst of everyone's worries.

All the greenskins are already packing up happily.

"Waaagh!" Gamba puffed out his huge belly.

It has grown to a full four meters tall.

The belly swelled to a weight of half a ton!

Its current size is close to three tons!

This is a body shape that all greenskins can only dream of!

However, it still carries the big hammer.

This is his favorite thing, even his family.

"Boys!" Gamba carried his hammer and walked to an altar. He said loudly: "Brother Go and Brother Mao, summon us to a new world to fight a new waaagh!"

"There, there will be more little bean sprouts worthy of a good fight!"

"Just let us go!"

It carried its own big hammer and walked directly to the altar.

The huge altar twisted at this moment and turned into a door of light.

Gamba took the lead and stepped into it.

Behind it, more than 200,000 greenskins, threatening hundreds of thousands of skogos of various sizes, advanced towards the light doors that were transformed into altars.

They know that on the other side of the door, there are little bean sprouts worth a good fight.

They understand that those bean sprouts are very resistant to being beaten!

In the medieval world, everyone who was paying attention to the Gamba tribe was shocked.

Under their gaze, the green-skinned army of more than 200,000 people stepped into the light gates in a mighty manner.

In the light door, you can vaguely see the background of the starry sky and the planets.

These greenskins...

Are they leaving the medieval world?

People cheered first.

Then fell into a dead silence.

Because, opposite the greenskins' light door, the world revealed revealed the truth.

The truth is that the medieval world was not special.

There are countless planets with life in this universe.

So here comes the question...

Greenskins can leave the Middle Ages.

Will things from other worlds come to the Middle Ages?

The Chaos Demons fell into chaos.

……………………

Allen Star.

An unknown ecological star.

But at this moment, this planet is falling into boundless hell.

because……

In the atmosphere, spore airdrop pods are being released one after another.

The planet's orbital resistance has been eliminated.

There are no reinforcements!

The planetary governor finally sent a decisive report to the mother planet: Long live the Greater Good! Long live the Tau Empire! Long live the ether!

Yes, Eren is a planet controlled by the Tau Alliance.

It is a place favored by the superior good way.

In the past hundreds of years, the wisdom of the ethers has enveloped the planet. Everyone has their own position and responsibility, and they have found their own value in the higher good!

Now, however, it's all over.

The Great Devourer is coming.

Everything on the planet will be devoured.

Nothing goes to waste!

The Great Devourer will eventually eat every drop of water and every bit of organic matter on the planet.

Then an empty shell is left, a lifeless rocky planet.

This is the destiny of all who encounter the Great Devourer!

The Governor picked up his weapon, which was a rail rifle.

As a descendant of the Fire Tribe, he has always had the heart of a warrior!

Even when facing the Greenskins and Space Marines of the Human Empire, he has never been timid.

But now, he was really a little scared.

but……

"For the sake of the greater good, I will fight until death!"

So, holding the rail rifle, he walked out of his office.

He will fight with the people to the death!

The Great Devourer can destroy his body, but cannot destroy his spirit!

As soon as he walked out of the office, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Gates of light appeared from the city.

Carrying a big hammer, a huge green skin over four meters tall stepped out of the light door.

waaagh!

It roared and screamed with excitement!

waaagh!

Countless green skins poured out of the light gate like a tide.

Their number is hundreds of thousands!

The rail rifle in the governor's hand fell to the ground.

The sky is a great devourer.

There are green skins on the ground!

He encountered the two most terrifying things in the universe!

How sad is this? !

How despairing!

What made him even more desperate was what appeared on the skin of the green-skinned people who came out of the light door.

Those are thin lines.

With the roar of these greenskins.

These lines resonate with each other.

A huge green-skinned shadow was reflected from the heads of these greenskins.

"Waaagh!" The green-skinned god with two heads roared from subspace!