Abyss Demon of the Worlds

Olsaka doesn't know much about the technology side.

Nor is there much interest to know at the moment.

Whether it is magic or technology, the process may be different, but there is not much substantial difference in the effect they achieve.

In the final analysis, there is no way around the truth of the same thing.

Dodge your own attacks while standing and unable to move.

Since the Lizardman in front of him did not use some space-based methods such as hiding in the gaps in space, phase shifting, etc., the methods he could use were narrowed.

As long as they are eliminated one by one and know what method the other party used to evade their own attack, Olshaga will have a way to kill him directly.

It's not impossible to deal with it now.

The easiest way is to freeze the opponent in the form of space blockade, but Olsaka didn't want to solve the opponent so easily. It was the first time he was injured by a sneak attack. Relieve.

Although the other party has not spoken, but as a demon, he can clearly feel the negative emotions coming from the other party.

That is a taste that can only be possessed by intelligent creatures, and it is definitely not something that can be produced by objects such as puppets.

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The tail stabbed out behind him, instantly piercing the opponent's body, but Olshaga still didn't feel the entity, as if he was just hitting a ball of air.

Through vision and the perception ability of this space, he can clearly judge that the other party's body is there, and he did not use visual distortion or other methods to avoid it.

When something is hit, there is bound to be a tactile sensation.

If there is no sense of touch, it means that it must not be hit. This is a very simple reason.

In the end, what means can achieve such an effect, standing so that oneself can't hit...

After ignoring the opponent who broke free from the bondage, he began to wander around him.

Olshaga was lost in thought.

As if he also sensed that Olshaga felt helpless towards him, the lizardman's movements gradually became bolder.

The body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and appeared behind Olshaga in a blink of an eye, with his hands sticking out again.

Want to do it again.

It's just that this time, he even used the power to suckle, trying to impress Olshaka enough.

Just when it was about to hit again, a slender tail pierced directly from an incredible angle, trying to pierce both of his hands together.

The lizardman's eyes changed, and he immediately wanted to withdraw his attack, and turned to the previous method again to avoid the blow.

However, because the attack was too sudden, his brain had not yet had time to issue an order, and his hand armor made a counterattack change according to the set automatic counterattack program.

呲!

A harsh, high-pitched sound.

As if the cutter was cutting a hard object.

The moment they touched, a spark popped out.

Lightly flicking his tail, which had no scratches on the surface, a smile appeared at the corner of Orshaga's mouth. From the touch just now, he noticed a cutting force emanating from the opponent's fingertips, like a chainsaw, but The frequency is far above it, so fast that it is almost imperceptible.

Just one collision, he felt hundreds of thousands of vibrations.

This reminded him of a certain high-tech weapon, the high-frequency wave blade, that was often mentioned in science fiction works in the previous life.

The effect of this weapon, he remembered, is to rely on rapid high-frequency vibration to destroy the material structure, turning the opponent into a fragile material, so that relying on the sharpness of the weapon itself, it can easily cut through obstacles.

But this attack, unless the frequency reaches a certain limit, it is impossible to split his exoskeleton.

Because his exoskeleton is essentially part of his body,

It can be regarded as one of his organs.

With the blessing of talent, he can rely on the power of will to integrate them perfectly, just like controlling muscles!

There is no such thing as ordinary matter whose structure can be easily affected.

In addition to this, there is another problem. Since the collision between the two has just happened, it means that there must be wear and tear on one side.

As for his own tail, Olshaga can clearly feel that there is no wear and tear.

Then it means that the other party's high frequency razor nails are worn!

Maybe the degree of wear and tear is minimal, but it still means that the opponent may be in a relatively indestructible state when he does not shoot, but once he does, it will enter a destructible state.

'Tricked him into taking action, then killed him...'

This idea subconsciously appeared in Olshaga's thoughts.

After thinking about it, he put the idea aside as a backup option.

'It's better to beat him to death directly. ’

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After another trial.

The two sides still look like they are harmless to each other.

But unlike Olshaga, who was not in a hurry at all, the lizard Grenvar had already begun to feel restless. He knew very well what it meant that he had been dragged in the other party's base camp for so long. .

He gritted his teeth involuntarily, and whispered in his native language: "Damn savage species..."

He didn't think the other party could understand his language.

But what kind of creature is the Olshaga?

Demons that can communicate with any species without barriers!

This sentence was naturally heard clearly by him.

He disdainfully responded in demonic language: "It's the barbarians who play the mockery of technology and play supernatural power. The strength of mocking and playing with superpower is weak. It's really an ancient chain of contempt."

Although some did not understand the meaning of Olshaga's words, Grenvar was still a little surprised when he was able to communicate with him, and even wondered if he forgot to turn off the translator for a while.

Before he could say anything, Olsaka smiled again: "I smelled a little fear just now, you should be afraid of being besieged by people outside, right? I don't think you need to think about those issues anymore, because I don't I'll give them that chance, and I want to kill you myself. I'm curious about the smell of the lizard's brain, after all, it's the first time I've been attacked by someone, and I'm always unhappy if I don't charge any interest..."

Realizing that Olsaka had no hidden intention to kill at all, Glenva froze in his heart and said, "You can try..."

In response, Olshaga just showed a mocking smile.

After some testing just now, he has found some clues about the other party.

Under the sense of the plague power, the Lizardmen in front of them are not a whole at all, but are composed of countless tiny machines.

Is this a nanomachine? Or is it something else?

Olshaga doesn't care. At this moment, he already understands why the other party can ignore his attack, because whenever his attack comes, those machines that can only be seen from a microscopic perspective will automatically separate and avoid him. , and then completed the reorganization at an extremely fast speed, thus giving him the illusion of being unable to reach the opponent.

Split Reorganization, Mimic Camouflage, High Speed ​​Action, High Speed ​​Repair, Energy Resistance.

There are so many of these machines, just by detecting the characteristics.

But Olshaga still didn't have any worries, because everything has its own limits, and he just didn't burn them, it didn't mean that he really only had that little ability.

Along with his thoughts, the enchantment formed by Death Jie Hua began to shrink rapidly.

And the temperature of the blood inflammation he released also began to increase in multiples, 10,000 degrees, 20,000 degrees, 40,000 degrees...

All the heat energy, under the control of Olshaga, kept shrinking together.

Then, a blood-red light spot was born.

He smiled and said to the imprisoned Glenva, "I hope you like it..."

The flexibility and convenience of micro-machines are meaningless in the face of the power of space, because the power of space does not change due to the size of the object, it acts on the entire area at the same time.

Finally, he gently pressed the blood-red light into the opponent's chest.

Light and heat, began to spread...

Under the action of will, the heat energy is accurately distributed to those microscopic objects, and there is no waste.

In just an instant, the micro-machines that can withstand hundreds of thousands of degrees of high temperature were dissolved.

Even the automatic high-speed repair is completely incomparable to the speed of destruction, and flames and light flow out of all the pores of Glenvar.

Without waiting for the other party to be completely scorched, Olsaka gently took off his head and said with a smile: "I said, I'm curious about the smell of lizard heads, I hope you won't let me down."

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Looking at the human form Orshaga who came out of the death flower enchantment with a lizard head, Hawthorn frowned and asked, "What happened, why is there such a strong energy aura? "

"It's just an interesting intruder." He smiled indifferently. He showed the loot in his hand and asked, "I just sent you a message and asked you to bring it, did you bring it?"

Glancing at the lizard head in his hand, Hawthorn took out a packet of barbecue seasoning and a spoon with a complicated expression and handed it to Olsaka.

After taking those two things, the smile on Olsaka's face became even happier: "Thank you."

Then he casually handed a crystal to Hawthorne: "This is the memory I extracted, I believe you will be interested."

With a smile on his face, he turned and left, ready to find a place to eat.

Only Hawthorne, who still looked a little puzzled, stood there.

Until now, he still didn't understand the whole story, he could only look at the memory crystal in his hand...