Abyss Demon of the Worlds

three days later.

It was the same hotel where Olshaga had been sleeping for half a year.

A huge translucent light curtain was floating in front of Olshaga, covered with nearly a hundred lines of different colors that were climbing up crookedly, as well as countless light spots of various colors that were moving irregularly.

Every second a light comes on and a light goes out, just like the stars in the sky.

It's just that this thing is colored.

This is a diagram that correlates with the various diseases that Olshaga spreads.

The rising twisted lines represent the development trend of various disease types, while the light dots represent a single infected person. If it goes dark, it may not be death, but it may also be cured. Dangerous diseases, whether they are cured or self-healing, are normal and not a problem.

Even if it really dies of illness, Orshaga's disease is due to the extraordinary power of this world, and it will not directly harvest the soul of the other party. After all, the natives of this world are all believers of various gods, and they belong to the owner. It's not a wild leek. If you shoot directly, someone will definitely notice that it's wrong.

Therefore, the way for Orshaga to profit is to extract a certain amount of soul power through slow extraction according to the specific degree of the disease while the other party is still alive. In this way, there will be no gods who find that their believers have not arrived in their own kingdom of God, and thus launch a large-scale investigation.

It can be said that Olshaga has basically killed most of the factors that could affect his plan in advance.

As for why not all?

He doesn't have that ability yet.

At this moment, looking at the distribution trend of the light spots on the screen, Olsaka touched his chin and snapped his fingers.

The original uniform shape of those spots of light immediately had some new changes and changed into various icons.

And through those icons, it can be clearly distinguished that they represent human, elves, orcs, dwarves... these different races.

After observing again for a while, Olsaka stretched out his fingers and began to draw on the light screen, drawing them into maps according to the distribution trend of each race.

Unlike the purchased map, which may be outdated, the information on this is simpler and more straightforward.

can also provide greater value.

In the past half a year, the spread of these diseases has reached nearly 300 million square kilometers. If you put it on the earth in the previous life, that is the surface area of ​​more than half of the planet, but when you put it in this vast world, it can only be said that It is insignificant, and it is far from reaching the expected goal of Olshaga.

This is because the traffic of ordinary people in this world is relatively slow, and there is no such thing as a plane that can be used as a common means of transportation, so if you want to use their source of infection to spread your own virus, no matter how fast the efficiency is.

Whether it is to strengthen the infectivity, let them attach to the more mobile and mobile Transcendents to spread faster, or directly deliver the disease across space by themselves, they can solve the current problem, but Orr Shaka wasn't going to do that.

What he needs now is to constantly adjust those diseases according to the actual situation. If the range is too large, it will be troublesome to manipulate, and the expansion speed is barely just right now, allowing him to adapt slowly and not be in a hurry.

'This disease, due to environmental reasons, began to mutate into a branch, but the fatality rate is higher, which is not in line with my low-key ideas, so let's extend the symptoms of the disease...'

'This variant branch will be completed, let's leave it alone...'

'You are a cold disease, how did you evolve the effect of oral ulcers, which is not in line with your identity...'

'Is this cancer alienated from heredity? Wouldn't it be impossible to cut off the sons and grandsons and die, that's not good...'

‘…………’

These diseases were all cast out before he fell asleep.

And half a year is enough time for them to take root and sprout.

But because they were left alone for too long, the branches and leaves they grew out of their free play inevitably made Olshaga dissatisfied.

With the passage of time, those diseases have begun to produce new changes according to the infected groups and even the environment. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Olshaga made adjustments to control their new effects within a certain range. Inside.

After another few days of fiddling, Olsaka finally solved the backlog of problems that had been sleeping for half a year.

After finishing these more important things, Olshaga flipped it over, and a crystal with a crystal clear appearance the size of a fist appeared in his hand.

At the moment it appeared, the whole room was covered with a dreamlike and beautiful color.

This is the color of the soul, which represents the magnificence of life and can touch anyone's heart.

Feeling the power contained in it through the nebula-like streamer that flows continuously, Orshaga can't help but praise: "It's really beautiful..."

This is the high-concentration soul crystal purified from the trade item that Sarah handed over to him before, combined with the soul power he has harvested through disease in the past six months.

This one alone is worth the value of a small country in this world.

It's even the kind that has no market. After all, most people are willing to sell this stuff.

Not only is it difficult to collect the materials, and if the movements are bigger, it takes ten directions to fight, and the purification process is also difficult, which is a standard technical work.

After licking its smooth surface lightly, feeling the joy from his own taste buds, Orshaga nodded with satisfaction: 'It has a faint sweet scent, the taste is similar to lollipops, and I didn't waste it making it. When it comes, the seasoning sprinkled...'

Then, without hesitation, he split his mouth directly close to his ear, and swallowed what was in his hand in one gulp.

Immediately, an intoxicated expression appeared on Olshaga's face.

'Well, it's delicious, I really enjoy the silky and delicate taste...'

After a long time, Olshaga slowly recovered.

‘As expected of a fine product purified from millions of souls, the taste is even better than that of the remnant souls of the gods that were polluted inside the piece of copper. ’

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at the same time.

In a very luxurious mansion in Augustus.

A beautiful woman was sitting on a chair and said to a middle-aged man not far away, "You've been thinking about it for a week, and I don't know what your answer is?"

Although the words are interrogative, the tone is full of confidence.

Obviously, he thought that the other party would not reject his and others' proposals.

After being silent for a while looking at the clan emblem in his hand, the middle-aged man sighed slowly, looked at the gorgeous woman and said, "I am willing to surrender to the noble demon lord Karto..."

The woman was not surprised by this and said with a smile, "Very good! You will not regret it in the future!!"

"The weak gods will be sacrificed to the great bottomless abyss by our lord, and we, the loyal dog of the master, will also enjoy that glorious afterglow!"

Hearing such absurd words, the man who was a believer of a certain god not long ago did not choose to talk, but bowed his head in embarrassment.

Seeing this situation, although the woman was a little annoyed, she was more disdainful: 'Idiot, since he has chosen a team, he doesn't know how to stand firm. ’