I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey Chapter 265

“!!!!!!”

Andrew’s pupils trembled violently, but his body froze instantly and did not move.

He suddenly remembered the illusion he had when he saw the cup of pearl milk tea in Lin Jie’s hand when he was in the bookstore. The black pearls looming in the cup were like eyeballs—that was not an illusion.

It turned out to be eyeballs…

It’s just that those unknown little things did not show their ferocious side in Boss Lin’s hands, but shrank into a “pearl” completely obediently.

Then it became Boss Lin’s snack ration, which was chewed up and eaten.

But at this moment, this cup of milk tea is not in the hands of Boss Lin, but in the hands of Andrew.

Therefore, no matter what he is thinking in his heart now, how inexplicably horrified and numb his spine is, those “pearls” will not be considerate.

They wander freely, ups and downs in the milk tea, and the stretched countless tiny tentacles writhe in the milk tea, like wriggling seaweed.

The opened eyeballs were dim yellow, with vertical pupils like a cat’s eyes, and the muddy and chaotic patterns in them were unpredictable like countless runes.

With the eyesight of a panic-level scholar, Andrew could even clearly see the slender tentacles sticking to the transparent cup wall, like clear fingerprints drawn by fingers stuck to the glass. It is densely packed like a sucker and even has a strange structure with barbs.

This scene was imprinted in Andrew’s mind and brought him a huge shock.

But the more frightening fact is that Andrew had already taken a sip of milk tea just now, and it is still in his mouth now…

It’s like eating an apple and eating half a worm.

There are about two “pearls” in his mouth now, and they are clinging to the roof of his mouth and tongue, tentacles one after another, just like the picture in the cup he sees now, using those barbs to fix himself , and then crawled towards the mouth of the throat.

That’s right, he crawled over with a very aggressive posture, as if he wanted to follow the pipeline in his body to enter somewhere to settle down.

Andrew’s face changed naturally, and his body instinctively wanted to stop the intruder.

Although he is a physically weak scholar, he is also an extraordinary person with panic-level strength.

Alchemy is a very general subject. It is a “panacea”, covering everything, and is related to almost all other subjects. Deep mastery.

Andrew himself has undergone transformation, and he also has a reserve of potions… If he wants to, it is not difficult to use ether to crush these “pearls”.

Although he didn’t know what it was, he could basically tell that it was a parasitic creature whose individual strength was not strong, or even very weak.

However, his movements stopped.

Because he remembered Boss Lin’s smile and words——

“Remember to buy a cup of milk tea next door…”

“…Limited to 100 cups, first come first served.”

“Boss Lin means to let me drink the milk tea! Could it be that the 100 people who got the discount are some sort of screening mechanism, and this ‘pearl’…is Boss Lin’s arrangement?!”

“That’s right, when Boss Lin drank milk tea in front of me, it was an obvious hint…”

“I… I should…”

Andrew’s whole body was stiff, his movements stopped, he sucked the pearl milk tea that was squirming crazily in his mouth, and was in a stalemate with it, while his eyes looked at Mo En who was looking at the counter.

There is a confrontation between his thinking and instinct, but the struggle of instinct is minimal, the white halo in his eyes gradually lights up, making his tendency to give up resistance, and his expression gradually becomes devout.

The girl didn’t seem to notice the struggling customer who stared at her complexion, squatted down slightly, and picked up a fat white cat.

“Meow~”

The white cat seemed a little impatient, and kicked its short legs twice in mid-air, but finally remembered that it was assigned by that very terrifying existence to help watch the store as a mascot… It didn’t know what a mascot was, But you must be obedient and help.

So I still shook my ears, gave in with a face full of resentment, and was lifted upside down by Moen with a look of lovelessness and shook.

“Papa papa papa…”

A bunch of orange-yellow eyeballs that came out of nowhere fell from the white hairs onto the counter, bounced around a few times, and some of them couldn’t hide their “hairs”, turning into sea urchins one by one .

Mo En remained expressionless, and calmly stretched out his hands to close these eyeballs.

She is still very familiar with these gadgets.

In the final battle in the Dome Church, the false god that Rodney summoned in the inner room basically looked like this.

It’s just that these eyeballs are abbreviated Q-versions, and when they curl up into a ball in Mo En’s hands, they become “pearls”. It can be seen that the pearls in the so-called pearl milk tea are actually these small false gods.

By the way, the main component of the “Holy Moon Brain” that was investigated and controlled the priests of the Dome Church was the eyeballs that were ground into powder but still retained their activity.

The original “Sacred Moon Brain” is integrated into the body and cells of the poisoned person, and can still control his thoughts.

Today’s eyeballs can be regarded as the main body, and it is self-evident what kind of power they will have.

Moen put these pearls in a cup and brewed…a cup of bubble tea is freshly baked.

So, this is how the “pearl” came from? !

Andrew’s eyes widened, full of a consumer’s accusations against unscrupulous merchants, and at the same time, he felt a familiar aura on the white cat.

When the Dome Church incident happened, Andrew was still under house arrest in a disguised form, and he didn’t participate in this incident at all, and he hadn’t had the opportunity to see the terrifying false god on the materials.

The reason why it feels familiar is because it is exactly the same as the breath he felt at a certain moment when he visited the inner room in his memory.

“At that time, what made me feel this breath…was one of the three sacred objects enshrined on the cage in the inner room, the sleeping Son of the Moon.”

Andrew stared at the white cat, could it be that… this is the sleeping Son of the Moon, but he is clearly awake, that is to say, Boss Lin is cultivating a divine descendant himself.

Then let it help make pearl milk tea… No, although it is milk tea for Boss Lin, these little things are for picking cronies, so use them to guarantee loyalty.

He swallowed involuntarily.

“Google.”

Just swallowed the “pearl”…

Andrew’s face looked like he was constipated. He pinched his own neck, let go of his hand, and coughed twice.

Immediately, his face changed, and the last struggle disappeared, turning into a tranquility.

Andrew raised the cup of milk tea, motioned to Mo En, and said with a smile: “Excuse me, can I pack a few more servings of milk tea? I think it’s delicious, and I want to take it back for my colleagues to try.”