The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

At noon that day.

After the trio of Olga Jia finished their food.

Both Alison and Golar planned to get up and go to Elsera's elven country.

In this regard, Olga had no thoughts of politeness, and directly asked the hotel to arrange a carriage, ready to send the two to the location of Augustus's teleportation array.

Just as those high-end hotels on the planet have vehicle shuttle services, the hotel where Orchga lives is the most expensive in Augustus, and naturally has similar services.

Unlike the top hotels on the planet that arrange vehicles such as Rolls Royce, the top hotels in this world are all arranged with domesticated high-level Magical Beasts.

In the final analysis, they are all pretending to be coercion, and they are all showing their own identity, but they are just pretending to be different.

Sitting on a horse-drawn carriage drawn by high-level Magical Beasts, facing the envious eyes of people along the way.

Alison and the others are originally from Bufan, so they are naturally accustomed to this kind of thing, and they are not unaccustomed to it.

And Olga had no feeling at all, the only thought was that the drinks on the carriage were okay.

After drinking two sips, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a bartending craft.

In keeping with the principle that as a craftsman, his craftsmanship should not be unfamiliar, he picked up a few bottles of different drinks and poured out a little separately. After taking a sip, he analyzed their respective characteristics, and then gave them according to his own taste. Information, start mixing them for debugging.

Alison on the other side looked a little unclear.

They can understand the bartending.

I have seen a lot.

But the ever-changing potion bottles and fruits in Orr's hand made them a little bit unable to understand.

In just one minute, they saw Olga put hundreds of unknown things into the cup.

‘Could it be that this is debugging some kind of magic potion? ’

After looking at each other, the two of them thought at the same time.

After a while, when the amount of materials in the cup reached 375, Orrjuga finally stopped adding more.

Although I didn't put much of each material, hundreds of them were piled up, and the not-so-small wine glass was filled successfully.

After these things were mixed together, the color of the cup of things became extremely turbid, like a thick gray thick paste, which made the two elves of the Appearance Association Alison and Golan frown, completely absent. Any thoughts of drinking it.

And I don’t know if it’s because of the smell of something too much. There was a faint smell in the cup. Although it was not unpleasant, the feeling was definitely not good.

Golaner looked a bit disgusted and said to Olga: "This thing should be dumped..."

In this regard, Olga just shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay much attention to it.

I saw him, lifting the wine glass to the sky, and all the liquid in it was swept out.

Just when the two of Alison thought he was going to throw that thing away, the movement of Olga's hand changed.

Using the cup directly, put those liquids into the cup again without leaking.

"Wow!"

In the doubtful eyes of the two, Olga repeated the previous actions thousands of times within half a minute.

It shook violently, and even caused it to bring up a slight burst of water vapor, which was the reason why the water was shaken out.

Incidentally, a strange fragrance began to fill the interior of the carriage.

With a light sniff, Alison and their eyes lit up immediately.

It was a smell they had never smelled before, as if countless kinds of fruits were perfectly mixed together, and even made them feel like they were in a huge orchard.

For the elves, this is not unattractive.

"Duang~"

Amid the clear impact, the wine glass was smashed on the table inside the carriage by Olga.

But no drop of the drink leaked.

However, the impact caused Alison and the others to raise their brows, and they were a little worried that the cup would be directly cracked by Olga.

And this little problem was quickly ignored by their attention.

Seeing the bright brilliance in the cup that constantly rotates like a nebula, Alison, who has never seen such a sight, reveals a trace of obsession.

"It's so beautiful, I can't imagine that the muddy things before is its predecessor..."

In this regard, Olga said indifferently: "A woman who is a real woman, she clearly disliked it just now."

Then evenly pour the wine in the glass into three portions without paying attention.

Then I picked up the own cup and started drinking.

Feeling the wonderful taste of the taste buds in his mouth, he said complacently: "Well, it's perfect, it's worthy of my work."

Hearing his words of not wanting face, Golar and Alison gave him a roll of eyes.

There is nothing to refute.

Because for the elves, let's not mention anything else, just look at the appearance of this glass of wine, you can first give a nine points.

It's like a work of art.

Therefore, in their opinion, Olga’s very complacent remark was barely appropriate.

Standard appearance association member thinking.

After taking a sip, after the wine flowing slowly like a streamer, a strong fruity aroma mixed with high-strength alcohol instantly poured into the brain from the tip of the tongue.

Even if it was the strength of Alison and Golar, the face was slightly red.

It fully shows that this glass of wine is indeed a bit on the top.

Feeling the sensation of alcohol on the brain, Alison, who rarely drinks, opened his lips and exhaled a faint scent of alcohol, and said to Orrhoja: "You, this wine, ordinary people can't drink it. I'm afraid that I will not drink it. Can be drunk to death."

I kind of blamed him for making this wine so high.

"That's natural, ordinary people are not qualified to drink my blended wine."

Orrhoja readily accepted this, and even listened to it as a compliment.

Glimmer shook the glass gently, and Golaner, who likes to drink very much, agreed with Olga's point of view: "Indeed, this kind of wine is really a waste of drinking for ordinary people."

With just one mouthful, she clearly felt a strong medicinal power mixed with alcohol into the body, and the comfort of the body being gradually strengthened, coupled with the cerebral palsy effect of alcohol, it was an indescribable sense of wonder.

It made her feel full of novelty.

Since becoming a legend, she has not felt drunk for hundreds of years.

Because for their level of power, not to mention a little alcohol, even most poisons are immune.

She joked: "I didn't expect you to have this technology."

Olga replied with a smile: "Very good, isn't it?"

"really."

She nodded and asked curiously: "Did someone teach you?"

Faced with this problem, Olga neither said yes nor said no, but said something inexplicable: "This technology involves a sad story, so it's better not to mention it."

It's still the truth as always.

Grieg, the original owner of this technology, even his ashes was lifted up by himself. He was wearing a technology as a wedding gown, which is really a very sad story.

Although he didn't understand his words very much, when he saw that he didn't answer himself, Golaner gave up the questioning and slowly tasted the wine in his hand.

Soon after, the carriage arrived at the place.

Alison and Golar already felt a little groggy, but at the moment the carriage stopped.

The magic power in their bodies instantly worked, and directly wiped out the alcohol in their bodies, making them sober.

Pulling up the car curtain, after looking at the teleportation formation not far away, Golan put down the empty glass in his hand, and gently kissed the corner of Olga's mouth in front of Alison.

She smiled and said, "Please remember to contact me in the future."

Regarding the original act of Olga, who knew where he was, but didn't look for her at all, even though Goran didn't say anything, he was still sorrowful in his heart.

Then, he pulled Alison out of the carriage.

Only a dashing back figure was left for Orjuga.

After a daze, Olga calmly shook the glass in his hand, and said to the coachman: "Okay, let's go back."

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