Abyss Demon of the Worlds

After he finished speaking, Olsaka didn't stay any longer, turned his head and hid in the different space.

And with his disappearance, within a few hundred kilometers of the surrounding, there is no one living body, and they all run away!

After lingering for a while, the blood-colored lightning in the sky finally disappeared, and the sky cleared up again.

Only a huge crater several kilometers deep remained there.

It's a mess!

And everyone in the defense line looked at the sun in the sky and the weather that suddenly became sunny and windy, and it was also somewhat unclear.

"???"

"What's the situation, is the ancient evil thing appearing or not?"

Henry Moore was puzzled and asked the elf demigod beside him.

In his opinion, the other party lived the longest in the audience, and he also said the ancient evil thing, he should be regarded as an authority on this thing.

At least for the other people present, it should be so!

Facing his question, the elf demigod opened his mouth and said with uncertainty: "Judging from the current situation, the ancient evil should have not come, and was directly repelled by the world again."

After speaking, he felt that he was too general, and he added: "I said should, should, you should understand what I mean?"

After all, it's easy to get blamed if this thing is wrong.

Faced with this situation, the orc demigod on the side kicked him without saying a word and staggered: "We understand your size, just say we don't know!"

The other party gave up immediately, got up and rushed over: "A shaman dares to kick me as an assassin, I'm going to shoot your shit out today!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to..."

[Dragon Power], [Shadow Leopard Swiftness]...

Not to be outdone, the shaman immediately cast several spells on himself and scuffled with the opponent.

"hiss……"

He looked at the elf assassin demigod who was being beaten by the orc shaman in front of him.

Henry Moore also didn't know whether he should believe this guy. After all, he couldn't trust the nonsense that the other party wasn't sure about himself.

After some discussion, many demigods finally decided to open the defensive barrier of the defense line at full power for a few days, and wait for a while to see the situation.

If something goes wrong, make a big retreat immediately!

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dozens of days later.

The transformation process was forcibly interrupted, and the various problems left behind were finally adjusted by Olsaka.

With the opening of the space door, he walked out of the extra-dimensional space attached to the main material world of this plane.

At this moment, his image has undergone a slight change.

His slender ears that resembled an elf have disappeared, replaced by small wings that look like a reduced version of the wings on his back, appearing in the position of his ears, and a vertical pupil appears on the forehead between the eyebrows, a bit like The eye of the sky in ancient Chinese mythology.

To be honest, it's a very strange feeling.

Vision, hearing and even other senses of the body have been greatly improved and entered into another dimension.

Just with the naked eye, he can see the teleportation trajectory in space.

Perhaps with further improvement, he can also achieve the thirty-three days in the oriental legend, and maybe he can look down at the nether hell.

In addition, the death robbery flower pattern on his body has also undergone a lot of changes.

Their rhizomes were automatically twisted into some strange runes, all over Olshaga's body.

It makes him look even more sinister and gorgeous, with a strange charm that makes people unconsciously addicted to it.

He turned his neck three hundred and sixty degrees, and moved his body a little by the way.

Olshaga looked down at her feet since she was trampled on by herself,

The ground that quickly dried up and cracked began to bark slightly.

In a few seconds, a dead place of tens of square meters appeared under his feet, and it continued to expand.

This is because everything in the world is rejecting him.

"Why does it feel a bit like a scorpion..."

After muttering a few words, he didn't take this situation to heart. After all, as a demon, he has long been a black household. In any world, everyone is the type that everyone shouts and beats. This problem is just a drizzle.

As long as your eyes are open enough and your heart is wide enough, any problem is not a problem!

The two pairs of wings behind Olshaga fluttered, and his body flew directly into the distance.

Just like before, after each transformation, he would find an opponent to confirm his progress. Although this time he had only transformed halfway, he still decided to follow the old tradition.

Determining his position in the food chain is always an extremely necessary thing for Olshaga, and only in this way can he recognize himself more clearly.

With his greatly improved perception, he quickly found the target he needed.

The speed of the flight has also begun to accelerate!

Since he never covered his tracks, along with his constant high-speed approach, the clear-cut course of action made the other party quickly alert, and his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Stopping his body and looking down at the demon who was looking directly at him with fierce eyes, Olsaka smiled indifferently: "I want to try to fight with you."

After sniffing his unbearably strong demonic smell, Jarlot could clearly feel the strange feeling coming from the other party. It was an extremely strange feeling, as if a lot of whispers were pouring into his mind. , which is unbearably irritating.

Hearing Orshaga's words, although Jarlot really wanted to act as soon as the other party wanted, and then kill the annoying guy in front of him, the other party just standing there made him involuntarily feel danger, which made him feel the danger. He didn't dare to act rashly.

For a while, the air became a little quiet and dignified.

Seeing the other party's somewhat restrained situation, Olshaga didn't care either.

With a single stroke, several blood-colored flame spears appeared out of thin air, and then mercilessly struck the opponent.

In the face of his repeated provocations, Jarlot, who was already violent, was a little bit unbearable!

Dozens of avatars were directly transformed, and they flew towards the Orshaga in the sky together, just like the moths flying into the flames.

Orshaga did not respond to this, and under the surprised gaze of the other party, he allowed dozens of attacks from the other party to hit him at the same time.

"boom!"

With the sound of tens of thousands of tons of explosives exploding at the same time, the surrounding air was completely squeezed out in an instant, forming a vacuum.

One hit!

Jarlot did not feel any joy, because he clearly felt that under his own angry blow, Olsaka was actually unscathed.

In his observation, all his attacks were completely offset by the opponent's magic.

It's like an egg that hits a stone head-on.

It's meaningless except to rub off a little dust!

Faced with this situation, Jarlot subconsciously raised a thought:

'This time is miserable...'