I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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Zikaku was not reconciled. As a destruction-level wizard, he has high regard for self-confidence, not only in his own strength, but also in his own wisdom. After all, no one can cultivate an elite wizard army of fifty people with their own strength, and make a name for themselves. Many of the Destruction Grades themselves are fast alone, and do not have the ability to train, guide, and organize others. If you can cultivate 50, it means that you can cultivate 500 or 5,000. It is easy to create your own power, but Zikaku disdains it.

After he founded the blood banquet, he was indirectly in charge of the lifeline of an extraordinary person, just like an emperor, which made his self-confidence extremely inflated. Coupled with the fact that the incomparably mysterious organization, the Fire Sword Road, has learned the so-called "truth of the world", Zikaku feels that he is naturally a higher level than these ignorant people, and he is full of superiority. But this fiasco has completely stepped on the superiority of this arrogant wizard into the dirt, and crushed it several times without showing any mercy.

For a period of time after he was taken back to the Mystery Tower by Joseph, he had been in a state of chaotic thinking, ignorant and ignorant. It was not until the Mystery Tower began to use the potion that he gradually regained consciousness and had the opportunity to use his backhand. For his personal leather book, the paper is all made of baby skin, and the process is extremely complicated. Naturally, it cannot be used only for communication, but is entangled in it.

a piece of his soul. As long as he uses specific spells and methods, and then commits suicide, he will be able to use the human book to resurrect! Of course, everything must be based on his sanity. From this point of view, he should also thank the Mystic Tower. "Hahahaha I will eventually return from hell and kill you all! Zikaku's neck is completely twisted and his head is drooping, but he still laughs off and on, looking at the panic-stricken guard knights in front of him. He has almost recovered, just to paralyze the interrogators of the Mystery Tower, so he has been pretending to be crazy and foolish, and he will remember this shameful day in his heart for the rest of his life. Wait!

Although he has nothing now, don't underestimate the determination and perseverance of a destruction-level wizard, he will make a comeback sooner or later! And the Mystery Tower, just wait for his revenge! He will turn everyone into the raw material of other people's books! With such thoughts, Zikaku lost his consciousness completely.

Lin Jie suddenly felt that there was something more in his dream. After he built the basic dream, the whole dream seemed to become an independent space. It's not that you can only go in when you are sleeping and dreaming at night. You can also take in and take out things in reality at ordinary times. For example, last time he put a bunch of documents and messy things in it. Such as the Candela holy sword, such as the personal book. Of course, there is something in the dream that cannot be taken out. And the body can't enter for the time being, and can only enter the dreamland in the form of "conceptual thinking". But the mastery of the dream is still there, and he knows exactly what is going on inside. For example, now, he found that the human skin book that he had put on the bookcase had changed. It first shook, and then Wufeng automatically opened it. The book turned over quickly, and the handwriting on it that was talking like a madman was melting, and finally turned into a dense and spreading bloodstain. Afterwards, thick blood seeped out from the pages of the book, flowing down like a waterfall, falling on the ground and turning into something like a slime, and the well gradually deformed.

"What kind of strange dream creature is this? Lin Jie stopped the carpentry work in his hand and frowned. The dream creature that came in last time like a piece of human body is quite strange. This time, this blood is made of blood. Slime is even more strange. "Although I know that dream creatures are such strange shapes, but this is a little too shrewd." Li, especially, this thing seems to be "infiltrating" through the book as a medium, which makes it even more Lin Jie was disgusted in his heart. If the stitching monster Lin Jie still had the heart to observe and think about whether he could expand his business, this time he just wanted to kill one - for Lin Jie, it seemed like he was doing his best to clean up. Suddenly flew in from the clean house - a big green-headed fly was as disgusting as Yu Yu was spinning around. Lin Jie thought about it, but saw the blood slime move. It turned its head in confusion at first and looked around After looking at it, he stretched out his hand to pick up the book, and made a gesture as if he was smiling, dancing with his hands. Immediately after, it squirmed towards the coffee table where Lin Jie put the information, dragging blood all the way. Lin Jie couldn't bear it any longer when he saw it. Now he felt that a homeless man came into the house he had kept clean, dirty and smelly, and looked like a robber, ready to mess with his things. It has something to do with the human skin book, and its appearance is so evil, how is it different from mosquitoes and flies. Shoot it to death. With the idea of ​​is, there is an invisible force formed in the dream, like an invisible palm waving Down, fell on the blood slime. The weight fell, and the slime instantly dwarfed and deformed like jelly. It struggled frantically, blood splashed like fireworks for no reason, and then raised the human skin high. Shaking, I don't know what I'm doing, I made a murmur

sound. Lin Jie was taken aback and was taken aback.

The blood on the man's book changed again, and it seemed to look like some text. His only thought was "This thing can actually use a human skin book?!" It must not be a good thing to be able to use such an evil item! And looking at it, is it going to make a big move? Lin Jie thought that I must strike first, otherwise, I don't know what variables will happen, and it will be bad if the dream is destroyed, so I quickly pressurized.

Zikaku originally thought he had escaped. He was resurrected with the help of the human skin book. Although he appeared in an unfamiliar place when he just opened his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, but he found that there was no one around and he seemed very

After calming down, he breathed a sigh of relief. Zikaku looked around and found what seemed to be the residence of some scholars. It was very quiet, with some materials and books stacked beside it. It is speculated that this personal book may have been exiled to other places later, but this just provides him with a safe resurrection environment. "Hahahaha Zikaku picked up the human book and smiled proudly. Isn't this God helping me? Now as long as I escape the pursuit of the Mystery Tower and get in touch with the Fire Sword Road, a comeback is just around the corner! After calming down, he approached the coffee table fearfully, trying to guess the identity of the owner of the room, to see if it would be beneficial to him. But just after taking two steps, he felt horribly as if someone was watching him, and it was extremely dangerous. A premonition struck his heart. At this moment, an irresistible force came crashing down, knocking him down a bit.

The bones of Zikaku's whole body rattled together, cracked and cracked. After casting several spells, he judged that this was not a force he could resist.

He hurriedly raised the human book in his hand, recorded his lifelong spells as sincerity, and said loudly: "Xiaoming!! I surrender!! This is what I have learned in my life, and I can give it to me. Your Excellency!!! Don't kill me!!!" But the master of that power ignored him and let him collapse in despair, cry, and increase his strength on his own, and finally crush him completely. It was only now that Zikaku remembered the cries of the babies that were skinned by him. When he mutilated these innocent lives, how could he hear their cries for mercy. Now, just let him have a taste of it himself and destroy you, what is it with you.

Like a fly swatter hitting a fly, the barely humanoid blood slime exploded directly, turning into a puddle of burst-like blood. ls Lin Jie removed these traces in disgust, and then took out the human skin book. "Shhh...he turned the page and found what seemed to be some...spells?

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