The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Chapter 319 Your God, Your Lord.

London.

The sun never sets empire-the national radio and television station.

As the national television station of the empire that the sun never sets at sunset, the daily evening news is being broadcasted here as usual.

The well-dressed middle-aged male host is using his British accent to explain the information in the manuscript.

Although the look is rigorous, but not serious.

The image is very in line with the British gentleman style.

After all, this is a national brand TV station, it is impossible to find a crooked melon.

"The topic is back..."

Halfway through the host's words, an inexplicable sound suddenly appeared all around.

Then, there was still a little empty live broadcast room.

In the next moment, it was suddenly full of people of all kinds.

Even some guys dress as if they are in the Middle Ages.

"??"

The host who was talking was immediately stunned by the sight.

After thinking about it.

He slapped himself first.

Then, he looked around again.

The group of people still stood there.

'What's happening here? ? ’

Not only did he have this idea in his mind, but so did the other staff in the TV station.

And Britons who watch programs in other regions are also full of question marks.

A commoner who ate this famous dish-[Looking up at the stars] couldn't help asking his family members beside him:

"What new show is this?"

"Um... maybe."

"I guess so."

So all parts of the country immediately launched a series of discussions.

After the brain was empty for a while, the director of the TV station finally couldn't help standing up and saying:

"Hey!

Where did you come from!

Get out of here quickly! ! "

The one who answered his question was the [Fire Curse] of a wizard next to him.

The director immediately became a fire man.

After witnessing this scene, many TV station employees suddenly yelled in panic.

Dumbledore commanded calmly:

"The dementors first go to control the surroundings of this building.

Other wizards dispersed and stood by to maintain order.

Remember, don’t hinder our Lord’s speech! "

Hundreds of dementors, who were in an invisible state, immediately appeared in the live broadcast room, drifting away toward other locations of the TV tower through the doors and windows.

With their innate sense of smell, ordinary humans can't hide from them at all.

Seeing those dementors resembling evil spirits, many timid ordinary people are just like seeing ghosts.

Turning his eyes, he fainted on the spot.

After all, reality is too magical!

And the wizards began to follow Dumbledore's orders to maintain order on the scene, using physical or magical means to shut up the guys who shouted like killing pigs.

[Imperial Curse], although the will and thinking of these wizards have been modified.

However, they themselves still retain their independent judgment and thinking ability, but their position has changed.

The angle of thinking has changed from oneself to Olga.

In all matters, the goal is to satisfy Olga.

Ignoring their actions, after all, if everything needs to be directed by themselves, then there is no point for them to live.

Orleja calmly used a [Transformation Curse] on some machines next to him.

Under his control, the existing programs and components of the machine began to change and became more advanced.

Then, the invisible signal began to spread wildly around the signal tower where the [Sun Never Sets Empire-National Radio and Television Station] was located.

Its strength far exceeds the range that the technology of this era can resist.

Just like the information virus, in the home, in the supermarket, in the Internet cafe, in the underground base...

As long as it receives its signal.

Televisions and even computers, mobile phones, radios...all broadcasting electronic devices have begun to automatically jump channels or start to automatically turn on.

As for other channels, they are forced to block and block.

A few minutes later, with the continuous spread of the signal, there is now only one channel left on the entire earth.

Even the missile launch controller of the underground base and the internal screen of the lunar space station are forcibly displaying this channel.

Looking at this unfamiliar channel on TV, people in other areas are all confused, no matter how they change channels, they only have this one channel.

They even tried to play VCD and other discs, even turning off the machine.

Unless the power plug is unplugged, otherwise it will play this channel compulsorily, without giving others any right to choose.

Compared with the doubts of the civilians, the governments of various countries are panicked and frightened. They have completely lost any contact with the outside world.

The phone can't get through, and the network can't be used.

All regions have become islands.

Humans seem to have once again returned to the stage where communication can only rely on roaring.

In the different moods around the world, a figure slowly walked out of the live broadcast room broadcasted by that channel.

The pure white suit, silver-white hair, scarlet pupils, and perfect appearance captured many fans in an instant.

"Well~ this show is quite interesting, not only is the broadcast method so novel, but even the host is so handsome!"

Quite a few viewers directly sighed like this.

In the end, under everyone's gaze, Olga used his slender fingers and slowly picked up a small microphone.

He took the microphone and looked calmly at the camera.

The tone was calm, but revealed an unquestionable feeling, telling audiences around the world:

"Introduce yourself first.

My name is Olga, your future God and future Lord.

In the next period of time, I will completely conquer this planet.

In order to show my strength, I will destroy a city every day.

As for the selected city, it is up to you to decide. The phone number at the bottom of the screen, no matter who is the first to call, can tell the name of a city, and I will destroy it.

If no one makes a call, or does not say the name of the place after getting through, then I will make a choice based on my mood. "

Under the influence of the curse, even though Olga’s current language is English, he can understand what he says no matter what country.

Therefore, his brief remarks instantly caused an uproar in the whole world.

Countless people laughed instantly.

One of the young men slapped the table in front of him, and laughed wildly:

"This fool is really interesting!

Return your future God, your future master!

Hahahaha~~~~"

Amidst the laughter, the young man also dialed the phone number revealed on the TV.

Before long, with a click, the phone was connected.

The live broadcast room on the TV has also undergone new changes.

On the screen, a lucky number was instantly displayed, and that phone number was the young man's own number.

Seeing this scene, he was sure that the program on the TV was really live, not a recorded program, so he laughed mockingly and said to the phone in his hand:

"New York!

I choose New York!

I am a resident here, and I want to see how you destroy New York!

Hahaha! ! ! "

On the TV, his voice was also played out simultaneously.

After glancing at the detailed geographic coordinates of New York on the map, Olga replied calmly in front of the camera:

"Can."

The next moment, the phone was hung up.

[Climate Control] Start to urge.

Countless air currents began to converge crazily over the area where Olga was located.

This produces an effect similar to dominoes, a common influence and traction on the climate of the other corner of the earth.

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