Abyss Demon of the Worlds

Walking in the streets with a casual look, Olshaga neither provoked anyone nor was provoked by anyone.

If it is ruled out, there will occasionally be a few fights around to fight each other to death, then this place is not much different from a normal city.

The two unknown species that were battling in front of him were kicked out by a distance of hundreds of meters. Orshaga admired the surrounding scenery and said, "It's really harmonious. There are tens of thousands of life forms on this street, only a few Hundreds are fighting, so peacefully it doesn't look like they're in the bottomless abyss."

"My lord, my lord."

Just as he sighed, a wretched and flattering voice appeared behind Olshaga.

After looking slightly stunned.

He turned around and lowered his head to look at the source of the sound.

It was a green-skinned creature that was about two meters long, with a body like an egg, a pinch of white hair on its head, four legs and two hands, and eyes of various colors all over its body.

ugly.

This was Olshaga's first impression of him.

This little thing is ugly and chic...

This was the second impression Orshagado made after taking a few glances.

Looking at the other party who was a little nervous, Olsaka touched his chin and asked with a little doubt, "Is something wrong?"

Facing Orshaga's question, the other party rubbed his hands together and pointed to two unknown creatures that had passed out a few hundred meters away, like a philistine peddler: "Excuse those two guys? anything else?"

Glancing at the two creatures slightly, Olsaka said calmly, "No."

As soon as the voice fell, although the other party looked a little indescribable, Olsaka still felt the other party's joy.

He said excitedly: "Then I won't bother you."

Then, in three or two steps, he ran to the side of the two creatures and snapped their necks with two clicks.

They happily carried their bodies and left.

Just as happy as a human being who picked up money on the road.

Looking at this situation, Orshaga nodded with satisfaction: "It's really simple and honest, even if you pick up the trash, you have to ask the other party."

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At the door of a shop, Olsaka stopped in his footsteps.

【Greg Tavern】

The three words Grieg on the signboard were added later, and they were written in a crooked and crooked batch. There were also many names covered below, which should be the names of the previous owners of the tavern.

But looking at the tavern in front of him, Olsaka had a unique sense of sight, as if a tavern had to appear at this time in order to fit his demon's fantasy background.

Looking back on the memory of the last life, this kind of place usually has many stories and accidents.

A look of interest appeared in Orshaga's eyes: 'Quest trigger points in various legends and epics! Gotta go in and see! ’

So he pushed open the door directly in front of the guard and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Orshaga was slightly taken aback by its internal scene.

"...how is this sci-fi style..."

There are thousands of lamps hanging on the top, which has a feeling of feasting and feasting, while in the center there are several mechanical stages that alternate up and down, and there are dozens of female creatures like dancers on each stage dancing different dances there.

Looking at the dancing girls with different looks, Olshaga immediately took a few steps back. Their appearances were real and a little sorry, and they did not conform to his aesthetics at all.

But with the idea that he couldn't come for nothing, he still walked to the wine table.

Ignoring the noisy creatures around, Olsaka pulled up a chair and sat down.

He casually threw a soul crystal to the bartender: "Give me a glass of wine, no need to look for it."

This is an asset sponsored by passers-by's friendship, although the sponsorship is old and miserable.

The bartender with more than ten arms squeezed the soul crystal in his hand,

Immediately showed the most perfect smile: "Wait a minute!"

It didn't take long for the bartender to pour out unknown liquids from various bottles and jars and put them in the cups for careful preparation.

A glass of brightly colored wine with hot bubbles on the surface was brought to Olsaka.

"Please enjoy."

Sniffing the bloody smell mixed in the wine, Olsaka raised his brows slightly, there were at least thirty kinds of blood in it.

Taking a sip, I immediately felt a strange comfort.

A surprise flashed through Olshaga's heart.

He commented: "It's delicious."

The bartender replied with a smile, "You're fine."

While drinking the fine wine in the cup, Orshaga looked at the other drinkers in the tavern, and found that only about one-fifth or six of them were demons, most of them were other species, so he began to listen to the nearby What are the creatures talking about.

Soon after, he pouted in disdain.

It's all pointless gossip and pretense without any useful information...

Seeing his bored appearance, the bartender hesitated and asked curiously, "Are you from another abyss layer?"

Olshaga glanced at the other party. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's question, he still replied, "Yes."

Wailing Forest should also be considered other abyss, so this is no problem.

The other party sighed: "No wonder the smell of the lava wasteland on your body is so light, I really envy that you can travel to and from this great world, I have never been far from this tavern in my life, for me this tavern is my everything. ."

Olshaga smiled casually and asked casually, "Oh, are you bound by the owner of this tavern?"

"No."

He sighed in disappointment:

"My parents are outsiders, not abyss creatures. I didn't know why they entered the abyss from the outside world, but they were killed by other guests because of conflicts with others when drinking in this tavern. The waiter in the tavern accidentally discovered that I was still alive in my mother's womb, so they raised me in this tavern as a waiter and trained me."

"Although they haven't restricted my freedom, I also know what I'm capable of, and I can't survive if I leave here. Even if I make a living, it's definitely not as good as being a bartender here, so I've been here honestly. wait."

After listening to it, Orsuga said with a very cooperative face: "That's a pity, after all, life outside is far more colorful than what's here."

The bartender in front of him has the strength and aura of even the [Lower Demon]. As long as he dares to leave the door of the tavern, he may die on the spot.

While the two were chatting.

A coquettish voice came from beside Olsaka: "Handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?"

Orshaga looked back and saw a graceful female demon looking at her with charming eyes.

It has small horns on the top of its head, wings on its back, thighs on its legs like human beings, calves and below are like sheep's hooves, and there is a slender tail that keeps wagging behind its buttocks.

The charming face that is far beyond ordinary human women reveals a different kind of charm.

She wears a barbed leather whip around her waist, and wears exposed armor like underwear, which covers almost nothing except for a few important places, making people doubt its defensive power.

‘Succubus, the strength of the lower demons. ’

Olshaga looked at each other and smiled indifferently: "Okay."

He took out another soul crystal and handed it to the bartender: "Here's a glass of wine for this beautiful lady."

Looking at Orshaga's decisive action, the other party's face was also full of smiles, and his expression was extraordinarily coquettish.

He twisted his waist directly, walked to Olsaka's seat, moved his body unceremoniously and sat on Olsaka's lap, complaining with a charming and coquettish face: "You are so generous, you don't look like someone at all. Some guys are dunking to death, they won't even buy me a drink."

After that, he stroked Olshaga's breastplate, looked at the flower pattern of death on it, and sighed with fascination; "Although you are sitting in the corner, I saw you first as soon as I came in. What a beautiful pattern..."

Not caring about the other party's actions, Orshaga smiled as usual and said, "This flower is called Death Jie Flower, I'm glad you like it."

Although the other party was over two meters tall, in Olsaka's arms, he was as petite as a toy.

He sniffed the scent of blood on his body.

Touching it, the other party had two horns on top of his head, and Olsaka felt like he was playing with a doll.

Seeing Orsuga smelling her own body, she asked proudly, "How is it, isn't it fragrant, I just took a blood bath."

Nodding, Olshaga agreed: "It's really good."

Taking the wine glass handed to him by the bartender, the succubus put his face on Orshaga's chest and said with a tender smile: "Unlike your balrog, for our succubus, no matter what the circumstances, the appearance is the most beautiful. important things."

Having said that, she raised her head and looked at Orshaga's face, her expression flashing a little doubt: "Speaking of which, I have never seen such a handsome Balrog as you, and the appearance of the Balrog I have seen before is all the same. It's not so good, you are so handsome..."

Even in her eyes, the flame demon in front of him is almost impeccable in appearance. I am afraid that even the elves who are known for their picky and appearance will not be able to find any flaws in him.

Shrugging nonchalantly, Olshaga said calmly, "After all, I am a mutated Balrog, everything makes sense, doesn't it?"

The bottomless abyss is rich in resources, what freaks do you have?

Can a handsome Balrog be a problem?

Don't ask, ask is the influence of variation!

This is an excuse for omnipotence.

In response, she just glanced at him lightly, but did not delve into anything. Instead, she continued to chat with Olsaka jokingly, bursting into laughter from time to time...

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After a long time.

Looking at Orshaka who was leaving, the succubus's face faded.

To the bartender beside him, he respectfully took the initiative to say hello: "Master Greg, do you have any other orders?"

The more than ten hands of the bartender who were wiping the glass casually stretched out one of them, and said flatly, "No more, let's go."

Looking at the direction where Olsaka left, Greg thought with interest: 'Strange Balrog, seems to have a lot of secrets...'

And Olsaka, who was walking on the street, had a smile on his face at the moment, and he was in a good mood:

'The bottomless abyss is that there are many talents, all of them are very capable, and the stories they make up are also very good. I really like it here. ’

'The next step is to find a place to stay. It seems that we have to randomly select lucky passers-by...'