I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Walking out of the store, Situ He let out a long sigh.

He looked at the fog ahead, then turned on the flashlight in his hand.

The light of the flashlight, playing in the mist, illuminated a clear path.

He knew that as long as he kept moving forward along this road, he could leave here and return to reality.

So he strode forward.

Slowly disappeared into the mist.

…………………………

Han Li walked out of the fog and immediately turned off the flashlight.

Because she wasn't sure how long the flashlight's battery would last? How long will the light bulb work? Can other parts be replaced?

Therefore, she must cherish it as much as possible.

However, she stepped out of the fog with her front foot, and the babble in her ear made a comeback with her back foot.

But she was no longer afraid.

Because, she already knew how to relieve the torture of this raving.

Reaching out his hand, Han Li looked at the book tightly clenched in his hand. ,

The book is thin but heavy.

The text on the cover is slightly distorted.

Han Li opened the page and read the terrible knowledge recorded in this book.

So, she knew a method or skill for mental exercise - mental refinement!

This is an ancient and terrifying existence, a spiritual exercise designed for his family.

The purpose is to allow those spiritually weak relatives to serve him and his children.

And this spiritual concentration is the entry-level skill.

It is a way to improve mental strength and resistance by condensing one's own soul.

It is very suitable for Han Li's current situation.

Because she has swallowed several evil spirits.

His own soul energy is very sufficient.

So, Han Li found a fairly clean house in the dilapidated street nearby.

She sits down.

Then put the book in front of you.

From the pages of the book, a hazy image emerged.

In the cold polar regions, wind and snow roared across the world.

A group of people, a group of humans, crawl on the ground.

There was a cloud of snow in the sky, invisible snow, crazy snow.

And all the clouds turned sulphur yellow.

People offered sacrifices with fear and fear, and offered their loyalty to this great immortal being.

He is satisfied.

So, let these people become his family.

He is the Death Walker!

A terrifying being who serves the greater and immortal King in Yellow.

Looking at this hazy image, Han Li finally knew the true use of the Spiritual Condensation Method recorded in this book.

She finally understood.

Her book is unlikely to have any effect on anyone else in the world.

The moment those people came into contact with this book and saw the terrifying words recorded on it, the mad will and distorted thoughts were directly dragged into madness.

Only her!

Only with the permission of the master in the mist can he not be hurt by those crazy wills and distorted thoughts.

This secret technique can be used smoothly and harmlessly.

In addition to her, even those humans who are recognized by the "Death Walker" as a family will inevitably go crazy eventually.

Because, these crazy wills and twisted thoughts.

Not suitable for humans at all.

After taking a deep breath, Han Li began to slowly temper his spirit according to the method recorded in this book.

The souls of the evil spirits she once devoured were dragged by her little by little, condensed into her own soul, and truly digested them thoroughly!

Instead of simply filling them in the soul.

With her condensed, Han Li's body gradually became plump.

No longer like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

On the contrary, it has a mature taste of twenty-four-five.

This is because as her soul grows stronger, the attributes that belong to the succubus also affect her body.

Finally, when the sun rose, Han Li completed the training.

Her soul is at least one third stronger than before.

The influence of the ravings in the ears has dropped significantly.

"Let's go on like this..." Han Li said, "It may not be long before I can get rid of the torture of these babblings!"

"You can even try to hunt lich and make that 'spiritual potion' soon!"

However……

For some reason, Han Li was very uneasy.

In a trance, she felt that something terrifying and terrifying had noticed her through the barriers of countless worlds.

That thing doesn't quite look like the Deathwalker seen in the video.

The feel and taste are completely different.

The 'Death Walker' seen in the image is sinister, terrifying and powerful.

He gave Han Li the feeling that it was like the clouds in the sky, the wind in the universe, without a specific shape, nor did it have any fixed size.

Like His nature, moody and changeable.

And now, from outside the barriers of countless worlds, he noticed her terror.

But it seems that evil has existed since time immemorial.

A crazy and terrible evil god.

He comes from the deep sea, exists in dreams, and is a natural destroyer!

In the dark, Han Li has a feeling.

If she continues to use the knowledge in this "Deathwalker's Spiritual Ritual" to strengthen herself.

Then, sooner or later, that crazy evil god will come after her and come to this world.

Connect her to the whole world and destroy her completely!

After taking a deep breath, Han Li looked at the book.

She knew she had to make a choice.

To continue, or to give up?

If it continues, then the crazy evil god will definitely locate her one day, when she reaches a certain critical point.

Then in a matter of seconds, it will be able to descend into this universe.

Bring madness and destruction to all creatures in the world.

If you give up...

Han Li suddenly raised his head and his expression became firm.

"How could I possibly give up?" she said.

"How dare I give up?"

Giving up doesn't just mean suicide - she will be tortured to death by the whispers in her ears, and even twisted into a horrible and unknown monster.

More importantly, it will also disappoint the master in the mist.

Broken promises, repeated horizontal jumps.

Among human beings, he is already a standard villain, an object that everyone despises.

And in the eyes of the bookstore owner in the fog, what kind of image will she and the whole world look like?

Han Li knew.

Must be labeled as useless, cowardly, trash.

And Han Li is very clear about the attitude of human beings towards those useless wastes - useless tools will be recycled, re-cast, and discarded materials are either thrown into the trash can or into the stove.

Thinking of this, Han Li was no longer afraid.

She squatted down and took the "Spiritual Ritual of Death Walker" to herself from the ground.

Then, strode out the door.

That evil god, that crazy evil god, come when he wants to come.

Han Li didn't believe that the master in the mist would ignore her.

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