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

As the electronic eyes in her eye sockets flickered, multiple streams of data flashed in the Quantum Core's brain.

In the mechanical shrine, the descendants of horror were wreaking havoc and had a huge battle with the mechanical guards outside the shrine!

This was the third time in a month!

Angered, Elizabeth snorted. "You're courting death!"

The six-winged steel wings on her back flapped, and the steel organs in her body pumped out powerful psionic power under the power of the steam turbines!

Thus, the mechanical saintess' arms turned into two multi-barrel Gatling cannons.

The gospel of machines appeared in the cannons.

"Gatling Bodhisattva!" The chant was purifying all intruders!

The ground instantly became a sea of steel and fire!

In front of the mechanical angels' terrifying destructive power, the descendants of horror were all reduced to dust!

The Destruction of Gatling Bodhisattva (2)