I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon-Chapter 544 - Spirit Piercer

Sitting in a corner.

Zheng Kexing’s eyes were rolling.

In his ears, whispers were constantly muttering.

“Kill him…”

“Kill him!”

“Kill him!!!”

Countless mutters caused him to gradually lose his rationality.

He felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood.

Pain!

Itchiness!

His heart was like a void.

He had to find something to fill this void.

And the only thing that could fill this void.

Was to kill him!

Yes!

If he was killed, there would be no pain.

There would be no itchiness.

And there would be no pain!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The whispers in his ears urged him.

His face began to twitch and twist.

His bones creaked.

So, he smiled.

His smile was extremely evil.

Like a lunatic in a mental hospital.

His eyeballs kept spinning in his eye sockets.

The whole world became blurry and twisted in his eyes.

His mind fell into a boundless dark void.

The various external stimuli around him were magnified in his heart.

He slowly stood up.

Not far from him, He Wan also stood up with a crooked posture.

The two of them slowly walked together.

Their bodies made a clanging sound like metal colliding.

The sound even echoed.

Thus, the mouths of these two people opened with a click.

Their jaws were dislocated like snakes.

The ghastly white bones inside were exposed.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, some of the mentally weak girls screamed.

“There are ghosts!”

The crowd started to clamor.

But the two of them started to turn around.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the eyeballs in their eye sockets exploded with a pop.

Something that looked like a worm crawled out from the bloody eye sockets.

“Long live the great Curtain of Midnight!”

They screamed.

The murmurs beside their ears sounded encouraging.

Then, bone spikes pierced through their skin and muscles.

And it opened up behind them.

…

Ling Ping’an leaned against the back of his chair.

The triangular headgear on his head made him feel a little comfortable.

“As expected of the outfit I chose!” He exclaimed in admiration.

The host he had invited was passionately introducing “Legend of Nightmare”.

Words like epoch-making virtual technology, Second Life, and other online games kept popping up.

In the past, this could fool him.

But now, he only wanted to laugh.

Even though he knew nothing about the so-called Legend of Nightmare.

He wasn’t sure what it was?

But he knew.

It was the filial piety of two loyal officials.

It was a toy for him to practice with.

Just like when he was young, his parents bought blocks for him to practice his hand skills.

It was a toy for him to practice his various abilities from scratch.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping’an consciously controlled his thoughts.

Even though his “intelligence” was suppressed.

Occasionally thinking about it was harmless.

But in the end…

It was better not to think too much.

It wasn’t good to think too much.

What if he thought too much and became too smart.

Then he would be done for!

He had to control himself now.

Especially his thinking.

“Sigh!” He couldn’t help but sigh. “As an online author, this is the bad thing!”

“Overthinking!”

At this moment, the host on the stage suddenly stopped his passionate introduction.

A look of fear appeared on his face.

A terrified cry came from behind him.

“There are ghosts!”

“A ghost!”

Ling Ping’an turned his head and looked behind him.

A corner of the venue was in chaos.

Many people were rolling and crawling as they escaped.

In the center of the chaos, two monsters were taking shape.

Bone spikes were protruding from their bodies.

It made them look distorted.

The bone spikes pierced through their bodies and spread out on their backs.

They looked like peacocks with their tails open, or flower buds in full bloom.

The bone spikes landed on the ground.

It made them move like spiders and started to charge.

And the target…

Seemed to be him!

“Long live the great Curtain of Midnight!”

In their completely deformed mouths, the flesh sprouts in their two tongues screamed.

Countless people along the way couldn’t dodge in time and were swept away by their bone spikes like garbage.

Panic took over Ling Ping’an’s surroundings.

One by one, people stood up.

“Suppress!” A dignified voice roared.

A talisman was cast.

“Lock!” Someone waved his hand and released golden chains.

Unfortunately…

The two monsters were too fast.

They were even faster than lightning!

Moreover, the bone spikes on their bodies seemed to be naturally immune to all Psionic Power and magic art.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, the two monsters broke through the lock.

Their heads were completely split open.

A sharp katana slashed out from one of the heads.

The snow-white light of the katana created countless ripples.

The other head spat out clusters of pale-red poisonous fog.

In that split second.

There were people in the crowd who were also rising.

A burly man stood up high.

His body suddenly expanded.

“Meat Mountain!” He finally chanted an incantation.

His body instantly became as heavy as a mountain.

“Wine Lake!” He spat out lightning.

“Money!” One copper coin after another was thrown out of his hand.

“Lock!”

The copper coins turned into shackles and fell on the man who was wearing triangular headgear, seated on the chair.

At the same time, the man who was several meters tall summoned, “My lords, if we don’t act now, when will we do it?”

“Are we going to wait for death?”

“Well said!” In the crowd, a figure suddenly jumped up.

A sword light suddenly stabbed out.

The magic sword in his hand was full of color.

…

Yin Mingxiu watched in horror as the two monsters that looked like monsters from a nightmare pounced on her.

The bone spikes covered her entire body.

They were already on top of her head.

Fear immediately engulfed her entire body.

Under the cover of the bone spikes, the blade light and the poisonous fog followed her like shadows.

In the distance, the giant that had suddenly expanded threw out copper coins.

The copper coins turned into shackles and fell toward her one by one.

There was even an extremely sharp sword light that pierced toward her.

She was so scared that she even forgot to run away.

Her whole body trembled.

“Don’t be afraid!” At this moment, Ling Ping’an suddenly patted her head gently.

Hearing Ling Ping’an’s voice, Yin Mingxiu inexplicably felt relieved.

Everything in front of her instantly became insignificant.

That’s right!

What kind of person was Ling Ping’an?

This petty thief could be suppressed with just a flip of his hand.

She watched Ling Ping’an lightly hit the wooden stick in his hand.

Then…

The mottled paint on his head lit up bit by bit.

It was as if eyes were opening in it.

“Hehehe!” Ling Ping’an laughed under the hood.

His voice was very gentle, like a warm spring breeze.

But it was also terrifying.

He was like a butcher in the middle of the night, looking at the poor victim and laughing.