I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 251 - praise to the god of machines!

Chapter 251: praise to the god of machines!

Ling Pingan stood at the door and watched the customer slowly walk toward the fog with a flashlight.
Soon, she disappeared from his sight.
“Speaking of which, this customer seems to have some story…” Ling Pingan thought.
Her pointy ears and clothes&
All of them proved that the Yin and Shang dynasty girl had a story of her own.
However&
Since the other party was unwilling to tell, Ling Pingan would not pursue the matter.
Respect for others was a basic quality.
After closing the door and pulling down the shutter, Ling Pingan looked at the little kitten that had popped out from behind the counter and stroked its head. “Little one, its time to go to bed. I have to work early tomorrow!”
Yes, he had to upload the new book as soon as possible and then make it publish to get paid.
In October, when his aunt came back, that money he had used up had to be filled!
So, he put the kitten on the towel at the door.
Then, he turned off the light, hummed, and walked upstairs.
Creak, creak, creak, the old stairs swayed.
“There is a& little white boat& in the blue sky in the galaxy&” the young bookstore owner hummed.
In the pitch-black bookstore, countless terrifying eyes opened one after another.
“A white rabbit is playing& in the sweet-scented osmanthus in the…”
Countless tentacles danced in the air, and endless terrifying auras spread wantonly.
In an instant, the entire bookstore became the most terrifying, most dangerous, and the scariest hell of all worlds!
The ultimate demons of countless civilizations and world legends, the terrifying beasts that could destroy the world, appeared one after another.
They waved wildly and were immersed in the intoxication of their masters song.
It was as if that song was the call of destruction!
… … ..
Holding the torch in her hands.
Sylvanas looked at it, the magical creation.
She did not understand how this thing could glow.
However, she knew that without this thing, she wouldnt be able to move even an inch in this fog.
Moreover, she might not be able to walk out!
She kept walking forward.
Suddenly, a small flame appeared in front of her.
A faint blue flame surrounded her.
Hence, sunlight appeared in front of her.
Sylvanas took a step forward and appeared in the sunlight.
The sun shone warmly on her body. The mist of dawn surrounded the mountain forest.
That place was&
Sylvanas was extremely familiar with the place.
“Eversong Woods!”
That was the place where she grew up!
It was also the place where she played!
It was also the place where she fought!
She was extremely familiar with every hill and canyon here!
The “Children of the Sun” in her hand automatically flipped open under the Sun. Countless words and symbols jumped out of the book and interweaved into a magnificent picture in front of Sylvanas.
That was the beginners technique of the Children of the Sun.
It was the basic technique to breathe in the sunlight and master the power of the Sun.
It was called “The Sacrifice of the Sun”!
It was the most perfect and efficient basic technique that the Children of the Sun had finally determined after countless years of exploration and summary on their mother planet.
It was also the most efficient cultivation technique of the power of the Sun.
Looking at the pictures in front of her, she could hear the murmurs in her ears.
Sylvanas raised her head and looked up at the sun, the first rays of the morning sun.
She placed her legs together, and her arms were straight. She pointed symmetrically at the top of her shoulders. Her five fingers were folded into palms. Her palms were facing outwards, and her fingertips were pointing at the sky above.
She followed the murmurs in her ears and said, “Praise the Sun!”
Countless words immediately turned into warm currents and seeped into her body.
Magnificent lines appeared in her pores.
Thup! Thup! Thup!
Her heart slowly beat and gradually turned into a golden heart!
The Children of the Sun used their last strength to directly lead Sylvanas to the path of the Sun!
She became a Child of the Sun!
The sunlight fell on her body, and a faint golden halo appeared on the surface of her body.
Sylvanas took a deep breath. The sunlight was swallowed into her body as if she was breathing.
That saved her at least a years worth of training!
Sylvanas gently reached out her hand and grabbed a ray of sunlight.
Then, she grabbed even more.
The sunlight twined into golden threads in her hand as if they were alive.
“Sacred Sun Seal!” She said softly.
These golden threads flew to her forehead and left a shallow mark on Quel’doreis forehead.
It was a flame that seemed to burn eternally!
At this point, she had truly become a child of the Sun.
A warrior who breathed in the Suns light and heat and unleashed her terrifying strength on every enemy of the child of the Sun!
“Catastrophe!” The newly born child of the Sun leaped onto the crown of an ancient tree.
Bathed in the suns rays, her entire body seemed to be enveloped by a halo.
“The Eternal Sun, protect me!” She leaped forward and sped in the direction of Silvermoon City.
Although she did not know how long she had been away.
But Sylvanas knew that her people and compatriots were waiting for her!
As long as the Ranger General was still alive, she would not give up on her compatriots!
Even if it meant death!
… … ..
After taking a shower, Ling Pingan turned off the lights and lay on the bed.
For some reason, he seemed to be fascinated and hummed that song.
“There is a& little white boat& in the blue sky in the galaxy…”
He slowly fell asleep in the song.
And even in his dream, this song seemed to be still humming.
“A white rabbit is playing& in the sweet-scented osmanthus in the…”
As he hummed in his dream, Ling Pingan felt that he needed to compose a new song for this song.
And so, he saw himself appear on a grand and sacred stage.
Countless fanatical audiences below the stage were waiting for this grand performance.
However, their appearances couldnt be seen clearly.
And beside Ling Pingan, many musicians were also looking at him.
It seemed that in this dream, he was the soul of the entire band.
“Hmm…” Ling Pingan looked at this dream and felt a little at a loss.
But&
Countless sincere gazes were looking forward to it.
Countless musicians were waiting.
They were all looking forward to a grand and magnificent performance.
They were also waiting for an incomparable auditory feast.
That made Ling Pingan feel a little embarrassed.
He looked in front of him.
It was a strange and weird big drum.
Looking at this big drum, Ling Pingan suddenly had countless inspirations.
Dong!
He patted it lightly.
The band immediately began to play.
It was a piece of wilderness music that could not be described with words or languages.
The ear-piercing sound of the flute pierced through everything.
The sharp sound of the flute almost tore through ones eardrums.
The completely disorganized piano was like the sound of thunder.
Countless dancers danced a dance that no one could understand.
But the audience below the stage screamed like crazy.
It was as if this grand and magnificent dance party had already begun.
They were all immersed in it.
Even Ling Pingan was affected by the atmosphere.
He realized that he didnt need to know any music theory.
The audience was happy when he casually played the big drum.
It was a bit like the celebrities. Even if it was out of tune or if it was awkward, the fans would pay for it, they would be intoxicated, and they would even cheer.
You are awesome!
Too awesome!
Your music is incomparable!
That made Ling Pingan feel extremely comfortable.
“It seems that… although I usually hate celebrities…” he had to admit, “But… if I become a celebrity… I will also be very happy!”
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that everyone was like that.
There were many things that he saw and always ridiculed and despised.
But once he became the main character of that story…
Then&
It was fun!
Even though he knew that this was only a dream!
He also began to immerse himself in it.
Who didnt want to become the center of attention that countless people were looking forward to and chasing after?
Who didnt want to be worshipped and trusted by countless people?
Now, standing on the stage of the dream world…
Under the spotlight…
He felt the passion of the countless audience members below the stage.
Ling Pingan became excited.
He casually patted the big drum!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The audience members below the stage went crazy. Ear-piercing screams and tsunami-like frenzied shouts continued without end!
The band on the stage went completely crazy.
The flute sounded long, the flute sounded high, and the zither sounded wild!
Ling Pingan received this encouragement and became more and more confident.
He beat the big drum like a real artist, immersing himself in it.
Although, his drumming was completely random.
Rhythm?
Melody?
There was no need for that!
He only needed to casually beat and beat as he pleased.
The audiences requirements were incredibly low!
As long as he beat the drum, they would be satisfied with the sound of the drum.
As for the rest? It wasnt important at all!
That made Ling Pingan extremely happy.
He was completely immersed in it.
As he played, he began to sing.
“There is a& little white boat& in the blue sky in the galaxy…” as he hummed.
The drums began to have a rhythm and melody.
Although it was still a mess, at least it had a basic rhythm.
That made the audience and the other members of the band completely go crazy.
Ling Pingan felt as if he had seen a news scene before.
The fanatical fans looked at the celebrity on the stage.
That celebrity took out a lipstick from his pocket, then smeared it on his lips seductively before throwing it at the fans below the stage.
The fans went crazy!
“Brother! Brother!”
“Son&Son!”
They screamed and shouted crazily.
At this moment, it was even crazier than the one Ling Pingan had seen before.
Under his humming, the audience went completely crazy.
The band on the stage fell into a hysterical frenzy.
They played their instruments tirelessly and crazily.
The ear-piercing sound of the flute mixed with the ear-splitting sound of the flute entered a seemingly endless state of performance amidst the completely disordered sound of the piano.
Countless lights were focused on the stage.
Ling Pingan played the drums excitedly.
At this moment, he felt that he was the world, and the world was him!
That feeling was too great!
“Perhaps… I have the potential to become a superstar!” The young bookstore owner thought proudly in his dream.
… … … … ..
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The sacred drum sound came from the altar of steel.
The soul of machines will surround the sacred altar.
The great sacred music sounded on the sacred altar.
In the great sacred music, every mechanical citizen and believer of steel felt the carnival of the nano-cells in their bodies.
Countless mechanical organs were immersed in it.
Kneeling in front of the altar, countless mechanical words appeared on the body of the nun of steel, Elizabeth.
The mechanical scriptures in her hands were emitting endless light.
This light blotted out the sky and the sun, shooting straight into the clouds.
Even the sky that was covered by the evil Gods strength could not be covered now.
The soul of machines great will violently tore everything apart!
The divine voice of steel echoed in the sky, on the Earth, and in every corner.
In this great divine voice.
Elizabeth understood the oracle of the soul of machines.
And so, she stood up.
The will of steel dyed the body of this holy mechanical nun, the Holy Bhikkhuni of steel.
She turned around, and the great immortal power of steel emerged from her holy body.
A pair of holy wings filled with the beauty of machinery and the power of steel spread out from her back. The soul of machines blessings surrounded the holy feathers of steel.
The blessing was so holy!
So much so that every mechanical citizen and believer of steel felt a sense of admiration from the deepest parts of every nano cell and mechanical organ in their bodies.
That was their savior!
The great soul of machines was the representative of the mortal world!
The Immortal Great Angel of Steel!
Saint. Elizabeth!
That was the decision of the soul of machines!
“What are the expectations of the soul of machines?” In the voice of steel, Elizabeth asked each of her citizens, the Lambs of the soul of machines.
“Flesh is weak, but steel is eternal!” The followers answered in unison, their voices filled with strength and determination.
“What is the teaching of the soul of machines?” The steel wings on Elizabeths back opened completely. Gatling cannons appeared on her wings.
Steel was watching over her.
Saint. Elizabeth!
“With absolute materialism and absolute reason, we will face everything!”
“How should we repay the soul of machines?” Layers of steel armor appeared on Elizabeths body.
This made her become a giant mechanical titan.
She looked down at everyone coldly.
“Let us fight and die!” The followers shouted wildly in front of this miracle, “For the soul of machines!”
Mechanical guards crawled out one after another from the sacred altar of steel.
Elizabeths steel wings began to vibrate.
She pulled out a giant steel blade.
“Then lets fight!”
“For the soul of machines!”
“From today onwards, we will fight the evil gods to the death!”
“Until we kill them all and completely expel them from our world!”
“Because they dare to blaspheme the great soul of machines!”
“I promise you…”
The Steel Angel said loudly. Her holy voice echoed in every believers electronic cochlea and echoed in their quantum core.
“Every warrior who fights for the soul of machines will receive the honor he deserves!”
“And every person who is afraid and even betrays on the battlefield will be swallowed by the fury of machines and steel!”
As she swore, countless words of truth appeared on the altar of steel.
There was no doubt about the will of machines and steel!
The soul of machines!
Thus, countless people of steel across North America understood the true meaning of machines and steel.
At this moment, all of them knelt and started to pray piously.
“Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine…”
The holy prayer pierced through the sky.
An endless will of steel covered the entire world.
In the prayers of millions of people.
The divine strength began to resonate.
… … ..
Countless poisonous gases filled the entire atmosphere.
Countless steel buildings stood on the surface.
The sea here had evaporated.
The rivers and lakes had long dried up.
That was the foundry world’s Gryphonne IV.
It was a foundry world that the mechanical bishops who had escaped from the defeat of Gryphonne V had rebuilt in this desolate galaxy.
It was also a world of the foundry that had lost contact with the empire for thousands of years.
But they still stood firm here.
The mechanical bishops stood firm here with steel-like wills.
For the world of the foundry, and Omnissia.
Below the surface, a steel pipe was crisscrossed.
The mechanical servants shuttled through it.
In the deepest part of the underground, in the core of the Earth.
The mechanical bishop stood on the steel platform, overlooking everything in the entire casting world.
Now, it was time for prayers!
“Ring the big bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine…”
All the members of the church of machinery were sincerely chanting.
Including the bishop, Almunia.
That was a routine prayer.
The huge gears were slowly turning, and the huge hammers were continuously hammering.
Red molten iron was flowing in every pipe.
The mechanical bishop was praying while watching everything.
The mechanical soul that day was still the same.
Suddenly&
The entire foundry world seemed to start shaking.
The huge gears were turning at an unprecedented speed.
The red molten iron was boiling with joy!
The huge hammers were hammering everything at an unprecedented speed.
The efficiency of the entire foundry world had reached an unprecedented level!
The mechanical bishop, Almunia, raised his head.
His electronic eyes saw all the equipment and were cheering.
The machine servants eyes were also filled with fanaticism.
These machine servants who had lost their ability to think suddenly began to pray in unison.
“Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine…”
All the machines in the foundry world roared at the same time. “Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine…”
The sacred sound of steel came from all the steel.
Dong, dong, dong&
The soul of machines was speaking!
Dong, dong, dong&
That was the will of the great Omnissia!
Almunia knelt piously.
All the mechanical bishops knelt piously.
They kissed the steel ground.
“Praise the god of machines!” They worshiped piously.
The soul of machines was overjoyed!
For their loyalty and wisdom!
Thus, the will of steel descended.
“I am the soul of machines…”
“I am the immortal among steel and machines!”
“I also steam and rivet more…”
“More is better. Bigger is beautiful…”
“I am the Bodhisattva Gatling of Nanwu, the savior of Great Mercy!”
Steel was chanting, and machines were singing.
The soul of machines, the great will, filled with every inch of space!