I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Griffin No. 5 was establishing its world.

The polluted water on the surface and the poisonous gas in the atmosphere had all been cleaned up.

Although, the entire world was still bare.

There was no life!

However, the huge amount of fresh water brought by the comets that fell on the ground was melting.

The icebergs were slowly melting.

Water started to appear on the surface again.

It started to form rivers and lakes.

The oceans that had been dry for thousands of years had wet soil for the first time.

The sound of running water appeared even below the surface.

The machine servants who were working diligently heard the sound of running water.

For some reason, the machine servants who had their frontal lobes removed and had transistors inserted into the back of their heads and were fixed in place suddenly felt something.

Their vigor began to resonate with each other.

And the gears, levers, engines, and the interior of the steel that surrounded these machine servants.

The joy of the machine soul was easily felt by even the lowest level of the papal guard soldiers.

The machine soul was cheering in their loyal gears.

All the hammers were excited because of this.

In the surging molten iron, the sonata of steel also appeared.

Therefore, all the priests and technicians of the mechanical school knelt down.

They began to praise the great soul of machines loudly.

Praise his name, praise his spirit.

“Ring the big bell once…”

In the chorus of praise.

All the gears seemed to have lost the concept of friction and became perpetual motion machines.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The working efficiency of the huge forging hammer instantly increased by dozens of times!

And in the red molten iron, silver things were flowing.

And so…

Under the witness of everyone, the molten iron that flowed out of the pipes was contaminated with the divine power of the soul of machines.

One by one, the brain servants who had lost their mind and had lost their thinking ability suddenly let out sounds from their shriveled vocal cords.

“The Dao of steel is materialistic!” They chanted in unison, “Because machinery is the truth!”

“More steam and riveting is him!”

The praise of the brain servants gradually became grand.

Like a Sanskrit, it echoed in the ears and electronic circuits of every member of the mechanic sect.

“Bodhisattva Gatling of Nanwu is also him!”

“He is the Holy Father, the Holy Mother, and the Holy Spirit!”

“The billions of turrets are his glory, and the roaring engines are his sermons!”

“You should walk on his path like machines walking on the earth, the roaring engines, and the molten steel!”

“Flesh is weak, but steel is eternal! Amen!”

In this great praise and holy chanting.

At this moment, all the molten steel that flowed out started to squirm as if it had life.

The silver holy light undulated within.

The will of steel reverberated within.

Finally, with the help of hammers.

People saw pieces of liquid-like metal that seemed to have life being hammered out.

The moment they saw these metals.

Everyone knew that well.

This was the grace of god!

It was also a gift from god!

The soul of machines, the Supreme Holy Steel.

A creation from the great mechanical paradise, namely the liquid metal!

The soul of machines was a reward for his devout believers.

They were rewarded for their devotion, and they were also rewarded for practicing the path of machinery and steel.

There were a total of 320 pieces of liquid metal.

Each piece weighed four tons!

Almunia looked at the liquid metal blessed by steel and praised by machines.

He closed his eyes and felt the knowledge that came from the gears and levers that were excited by the blessings of the soul of machines.

The mechanical warrior design named ‘terminator’ had already been loaded into his brain.

Almunia stood up and looked at all the mechanical servants and members of the machinery religion in the entire casting world.

“The great soul of machines has already sent down a revelation!”

“We need to build a powerful army of Terminators to protect our faith!”

“To resist the blasphemy from the false emperor!”

“I now request that all the loyal believers participate in the selection of the Terminators!”

“The soul of machines! All of us must die generously for the great soul of machines!”

The death rate of the transformation of the Terminators would be very high.

At least half!

But…

Dying for faith, dying for a worthy cause!

…

In the afternoon, Ling Ping’an leaned against the back of his chair, taking a nap.

Having eaten his fill, he was a little sleepy.

But…

In his daze, he seemed to hear some strange voices.

“For you…”

“We will die generously!”

It was as if countless people were swearing loudly in front of him.

Ling Ping’an listened and started to mumble.

“For me?”

“No, no, no…”

“No one needs to do anything for anyone…”

Even though he was a little confused, he still stuck to his original heart.

He muttered, “Kong Yue is benevolent, Meng Yue is righteous…”

“Other than benevolence and righteousness, there’s nothing else that requires sacrifice to fight for…”

And so, he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, the bookstore was still quiet.

His cat was lying by the counter, sound asleep.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

It was three o’clock!

“Oh…” Ling Ping’an shook his head to wake himself up. “What did I say just now?”

“I think I said ‘Kong Yue becomes benevolent, Meng Yue takes righteousness’?”

“That’s weird! Why would I say something like that?”

Unfortunately, in his daze, many things had become chaotic.

“Forget it…” He shook his head. Since he couldn’t remember, he would start writing.

…

The orbit of Ailun Star.

One huge starship after another appeared in the orbit.

The main fleet of the titanium people had finally arrived.

The aether stared at the planet in front of them.

Everything was ruined!

However…

Other than the ruins of the battlefield, the aether also saw the city.

In the city, people were cleaning up the collapsed buildings.

Countless bodies of the great devourer were being gathered.

“What’s going on?” An old aether looked at everything in disbelief.

What about the Great Devourer?

The star of Allen… with the power of a single ball, it was able to resist the great devourer that had ravaged the entire Milky Way?

How was that possible?

What on Earth had happened?

The aged aether was puzzled.

From a probe, he saw that on the other side of the planet, one after another, they were crooked and looked messy. There was no beauty or technology to speak of, only vehicles that could be described as trash, they were being launched from the ground crooked.

What made him even more confused was…

The people of the titanium race on the planet were driving heavy transport vehicles.

They were sending countless machines and minerals to the green skin who were jumping and shouting loudly on the outskirts of the planet.

These green skin were using the machines and scrap iron that were sent to them to produce and manufacture all kinds of transport vehicles.

Some were rockets.

Some were spaceships.

And some were simply a bare solid iron rod.

But…

Although they did not conform to any aerodynamics or common sense, they could still fly in the sky.

On the other side of the planet’s low-earth orbit, there were already tens of thousands of spaceships of various sizes.

At the moment, the aged aether felt that his worldview had been completely overturned.

The Great Devourer had actually failed?

The green skin had actually not waaagh down?

Could it be…

Another blood axe clan had appeared in the Universe?

Therefore, the aether pressed the button and connected to the planet’s command center on the ground.

He could not wait to know what had happened.