Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"You are the Emperor of the South Sea..."

"The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos..."

"Suddenly you met the Emperor of Chaos in the center..."

A terrifying chant echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

In a half-asleep state, Amon, one of Solomon's 72 pillar demon gods, heard this whisper. Even to a god, it was filled with taboos and omens.

In the whisper, in the depths of the fog, shadows could be seen. The tentacles on the terrifying monster's face could be seen touching the blood and flesh covered with blood vessels and tissues above its head.

The tentacles and the blood vessels were linked together.

It formed a strange and terrifying symbiotic relationship.

And this terrifying whisper seemed to have come from the tentacles.

Just listening to it, Amon thought about it and quickly fainted.

Because his intuition told him that even Gods couldn't listen to such ominous taboos.

Please let me be a little more stupid!