The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

It didn't take long.

Due to the small size of the town, Orjuga quickly found a place.

It was an old-fashioned building only three stories high.

It doesn't seem to be grandiose at all, and the floor space is at most as small as half a football field, and although various facilities are often maintained, they still have a sense of obsolescence that can be seen by the naked eye.

After walking in, after spending some time, Olga found a bookshelf.

[Delhi Town-Historical Archives]

Following the chronology from the nearer to the farthest, Olga successfully found the original record of Delhi Town.

Started to watch seriously.

No evidence is needed.

He knew that the force that brought him over was watching him.

But the other party didn't know why and had no idea of ​​showing up.

Maybe it was for fun, maybe it was due to some inconvenient reason to show up, but in any case, Olga was obviously not the one holding the initiative.

Therefore, there is no right to think too much.

Just do the preparations honestly.

While looking at the book in his hand, while feeling the connection between himself and his ontology, he had a vague premonition.

The matter this time may involve the ontology, and may even be related to the question of survival.

For this possibility, Olga did not feel incredible, nor did he feel any stunned.

He knew very well that in this endless plane, following the connection between the clone and the body, crossing the barriers of the crystal wall of the plane, it is not impossible to completely kill a certain target.

Or, it should be said that it is very common.

After all, the principle is very simple.

As long as the force is strong enough.

Absolute violence is often simple and effective.

At this moment, facing the possibility of such a complete death, Olga did not fidget like most of them, but was rather calm.

From the time he was born, his concept was that he could kill anyone, and anyone could kill himself, regardless of right or wrong and standpoint. Life or death depends only on who is inferior in skill.

Therefore, now that the fatal crisis is approaching, he doesn't think there is any problem.

Insufficient strength, life will depend on life and death!

In his mind, this is a matter of course.

Anger and unwillingness will not have the slightest effect.

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In the bottomless abyss.

Through the intermittent messages coming from the clone, Orrjuga was carrying out the massacre in a certain place, and soon knew the general situation.

Ignoring the temptation and begging of a glamorous succubus next to her, she pulled out her spine and discarded it like trash.

Olga stood there, calmly thinking for a while.

A decision was made in my mind.

Following his branded connection with Golaner and others, he passed something to them.

Those things are neither a backhand for rebirth, nor things that are too cherished.

It's just some resources that can allow them to cultivate to the level of [Upper Devil] smoothly in the future.

For other high-ranking Devils, this may be considered a large amount, but for Orrjuga, who has been infinitely close to the level of [Big Devil], it is not a big deal.

Moreover, this is only a resource after all.

Is it possible to actually advance to [Higher Devil].

The most important factor still depends on their own qualifications.

It may take a hundred years, or it may take 10,000 years, and it may never be advanced.

As things are passed on.

It didn't take long for the familiar voice of Golaner to reach Olga's brain through the [Death Tribulation Flower Brand].

She asked very concerned: "Why do you suddenly give us so many things, aren't you about to advance yourself?"

According to the time flow of the plane where she is, she hasn't seen Olga for a year.

As a longevity species in the sky, this period of time seems to her, although it cannot be said to be long, but it cannot be said to be short.

So she missed Olga very much.

Feeling the concern in her words, Olga replied after being silent for a while:

"It doesn't matter, my reserves are almost enough, those things are all extra."

Hearing this, Golan happily asked:

"Then you are going to start advanced?"

As a life entity who has been in the bottomless abyss, she knows that every step of the abyss Devil is a deep-seated transformation, and the gap between each step becomes larger as it reaches the late stage.

Normally, an abyss Devil of [Big Devil], looking at the entire multi-universe, is already close to the top of the food chain, and can truly be said to be a strong one!

Even [Lord Devil] can't ignore it.

Even in the many abyss layers of the Bottomless Abyss, he can be the commander of each Devil legion, commanding the countless abyss Devil.

Therefore, at this moment, Golaner was very happy for Orrga.

Think that glory is close to him.

It seems that he has witnessed his successful transformation into [Big Devil].

At this time, Alison said through the [Seal of the Flower of Death]: "Come on."

The language is concise and concise.

Then there are the blessings of Kolia, Kaila, Fila, and Elsa.

Since they have never reached the bottomless abyss, they also lack understanding of the abyss race. They have no concept of [Big Devil], and are more in a state of half-understanding.

Not long after, the topic began to change.

Because Orrjuga gave them permission, [The Imprint of the Death Tribulation Flower] was like a group chat to them, so they began to talk about various topics...

And Olga was diving into the water, listening to their speech.

From time to time, I said these two sentences.

More than ten minutes later.

Remove one's attention from the communication with them.

The wings behind Olga stretched slightly.

He closed his eyes and smiled slightly:

"...Reluctant...

However, the weak can only passively bear the result...

Let me see if my life is hard enough..."

As he talked to himself, Olga took a light breath, and the bloody breath released by the tens of thousands of corpses around him slowly poured into his nose.

Through the power of pain, Olga clearly felt all the hardships the dead suffered when they were killed by him.

That is the sadness, confusion, helplessness, hatred, jealousy of the weak...

When the weak are killed by the strong, that's how it feels.

And he has already experienced it billions of times.

Thinking of myself not long after, I might be able to experience it in person, Orrjuga even had a little expectation.

However, he did not choose to stand still, waiting quietly for the outcome of the matter.

As he turned around, he crossed the space and appeared in another place, continuing his own massacre.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with accumulating more energy.

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