I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan looked at the elf in front of him.

Her body already has the characteristics of the Children of the Sun.

She has long golden hair hanging behind her back.

Under the fair skin, there are thin golden lines.

It seems that she is making good progress.

Lingpingan nodded with some relief: "Guest, the longbow you mortgaged with me must be redeemed as soon as possible!"

In the past, he was ignorant.

Even now, I still seem to understand.

But he still knew that he was not a 'human being'.

For a monster like him, the best way is not to have any supernatural contact with him.

Especially don't owe him anything.

That will kill people!

Because he is a disaster!

It’s just unknown!

It’s taboo!

Even now, he still has sense.

Treat everything with a gentleman's consciousness, otherwise, none of those guests will be able to live a good life.

But, it can't always be like this.

His humanity may disappear at some point in the future.

Even if there is still a little bit left.

It can't be applied to these people in this world.

The infinite universe has infinite worlds.

He couldn't care too much.

It's already good to be able to try to protect the world that gave birth to him.

others……

To be honest, even now, Lingpingan still has the mentality of treating them as game characters.

It's just data, it's just bubbles.

It is already a gentleman's behavior to be able to mention something.

Sylvanas listened, not only did she not hesitate at all, but she bowed deeply with great gratitude: "Yes!"

"As soon as possible!"

Of course the 'money' owed must be paid back!

And as soon as possible!

What's more, the Sun Queen understands that it is a supreme honor for this Supreme Being in the Mist to speak to her in public.

It’s equivalent to getting His endorsement!

Windrunner's royal power is unbreakable from now on!

The status and safety of the sun elves in Azeroth have been given the highest protection!

Whether it's the tribe or the alliance, I don't dare to offend anymore.

As for the trolls in the forest, they probably have only two choices: surrender or death.

only……

Sylvanas asked cautiously: "I don't know, what can I use to offset your debt?"

Lingpingan thought for a moment and then said: "The skin of Lord Void!"

"It can barely be compensated!"

The Sons of the Sun are a civilization that has barely touched the threshold of a lower-level race.

The so-called lower-level races are a kind of civilization evaluation hierarchy in the universe.

Only a civilization that has crossed this threshold can be called a civilization.

For example, the Sons of the Sun, the Sons of the Sun in their heyday, have broken the shackles of their bodies and their mother planets, and can travel among the stars.

There is only one step left to cross the threshold.

Join the ranks of the overlords of the universe!

Unfortunately, their fate was bad and they met Xing Zhicai who was hunting.

Naturally, civilizations became extinct and were turned into specimens and tributes.

This is also a common outcome for cosmic civilizations.

In the dark universe, all civilizations are hunters.

Hide yourself, hunt your enemies, and eliminate your competitors.

The only way to do this is to become a lower-level race.

Because the standard for lower-level races is to possess and master hunting civilization and effectively hide their own technology or power.

The best among them are the technological civilization represented by Yisi civilization and the psychic civilization represented by Star Color.

If it develops normally, civilizations like Yisi and Xingzhicai will be able to develop and grow safely.

The time travel technology mastered by the Yithians allows them to dance on the timeline.

The powerful spiritual energy possessed by the Star Colors is enough to allow them to destroy all enemies.

But, that's all.

The powerful Yisi civilization has died.

The more powerful Star Color has already taken refuge in a servant of Lingpingan.

Because these hunters of the universe soon discovered it.

When civilization comes to an end, there is no way forward.

The Great Filter does not only exist in the initial stages of civilization.

It also exists in every stage of civilization!

Every step forward is extremely difficult.

The higher you go, the more desperate you become.

The more you know, the more painful it becomes.

Therefore, the Star Colors took the initiative to seek refuge with a servant of Lingpingan.

From then on, the space hunter Hoshisai died.

And the Familia Star Color was born.

The choice of Star Color cannot be evaluated by the concept of good or bad.

Because, although they lost their freedom, their bodies were distorted by the powerful power and will of their masters, becoming one of the most terrifying creatures in the universe.

But at least...

They survived.

In contrast, the Yithians perished.

Even civilization has been made into specimens!

Lingpingan is not clear about these things now.

Because he's not smart enough.

But he could vaguely feel it.

Intuitively, I feel the cost.

The skin of a Void Lord!

Barely enough, it can probably offset the inheritance of Son of the Sun.

This is also because civilizations like Sons of the Sun have not yet truly entered the threshold of lower-level races.

They can only travel across the star sea and exploit nearby resources.

But failed to grasp the real power.

It also failed to break the membrane of that layer of filter.

……………………

Sylvanas listened, horrified.

Lord of the Void? !

She had never even heard of it.

but……

Others who were paying attention to the situation were frightened.

"Lord of the Void?!"

"That's something even the Titans can't destroy!" Tyrande muttered to himself.

There are countless organisms composed of shadow energy in the void.

These shadow creatures are often called shadow demons.

Most of them cannot affect reality.

However, there are a few individuals who are extremely powerful.

Powerful enough to briefly appear in reality and distort and corrupt other living things.

These existences are the Lord of the Void!

A powerful being that even the Titans cannot destroy!

Azeroth is what it is today because of the ancient gods sent by the Lords of the Void to corrode Azeroth.

Night, dwarves, humans, trolls, etc...

It's all caused by the flesh-and-blood curse of the ancient gods.

Legend has it that the Burning Legion is also connected to those Void Lords.

The Dark Titan was corrupted and corrupted by the Lord of the Void.

Now……

The mysterious man who appeared from the light gate opened his mouth and asked the sun elf to donate a skin of the Lord of the Void to him to redeem the 'longbow' mortgaged with him.

What kind of long bow does it require the king's skin to redeem? !

There are countless questions in my mind.

The young man with black hair and eyes in the light mirror has turned around.

"Xiao Ke..."

"I'll leave the affairs here to you!" He walked back without even looking at the octopus head that had been lying on the ground with great respect.

The octopus raised its head and neck.

Tentacles flew.

Countless mouthparts screamed.

It looks like he accepted the order!

He watched the mysterious existence step into the light door with great respect.

Wait until the stars dim, wait until everything dissipates.

He turned back sharply.

Look at the Qiraji ruins!

Then……

The magic light mirror instantly shattered.

Before it collapsed, Tyrande could only see countless tentacles covering the entire Qiraji ruins.

There is something wrong with the battery of the author's laptop. It cannot be charged. I have been shutting it down and turning it on and off tonight.

Go buy a new one tomorrow!