The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Looking at the figure slowly appearing not far away.

The driver of the tank subconsciously felt that he was dazzled.

After blinking, he looked there again.

Only then was it certain that the figure whose temperament was incompatible with clothing and the battlefield was actually standing in the center of the battlefield.

The look is calm, neither happy nor angry.

The clothing is clean and tidy.

Looks extremely calm.

Faced with this weird situation.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the driver's heart was overwhelmed and he chose to continue accelerating.

No matter what the origin of the opponent is, the chariot he is driving is on the battlefield.

If it stands still, it is no different from a target!

At that time, things like grenades and rockets will inevitably come in droves.

Therefore, dead fellow daoist is not dead, no matter who he is, it is the best choice to run all the way!

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Stepping on the soft ground, feeling the mark of my previous stay in this place.

Orjuga ignored the thoughts of the chariot driver, nor the artillery and bullets flying around.

He just felt that, in his own heart, suddenly there was a little more complicated feeling.

Under the influence of this feeling, the surrounding movement suddenly seemed a little annoying.

"Quiet."

Following the words of Olga, the natural ability [self-will-distortion of reality] began to activate.

Everything within a radius of tens of kilometers is automatically corrected.

Soldiers, weapons of war, the summoned Devil, even the surrounding insects, birds, air currents...

Everything that makes noise is forcibly removed and erased.

Only this piece of land is left, still preserved intact.

At this time.

The clouds in the sky became extremely gloomy in an instant.

Countless lightning, intertwined in the sky like a giant airtight net.

Among them, the plane consciousness is revealing extremely angry emotions.

Under this circumstance, the layered repulsive force of planes is constantly being exerted on Olga's body, trying to squeeze it out.

It can be said that it was Olga who forcibly squeezed in. The non-convergent behavior undoubtedly annoyed the plane consciousness that only had basic instincts.

Looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, and the meteor swarms that are rushing over quickly from farther away.

Olga did not move anything, and countless light wheels automatically appeared behind him, forcibly offsetting those repulsive forces.

He frowned impatiently:

"You are also a trash... Give in to me..."

Following the voice, invisible power gushed from his body.

[Self Will-Distorting Reality], this natural ability is activated again.

The surging energy and will are as violent as a supernova explosion.

Even... still far above it!

It's uncontrollable! Can't escape!

In just a short moment, it will occupy the entire planet!

Then, quickly spread to the periphery.

Has spread to a few light years away!

It didn't stop until all areas of this lower plane were occupied.

Today.

Olga was already stronger than all the existences on this plane combined.

The next moment, with his thoughts.

The plane consciousness was forcibly erased.

And the history of this plane was forcibly removed by him.

They turned into a book, presented in the hands of Olga.

【Book of Akashia】

This is the record of the plane.

From the secret of the birth of everything in ancient times to all the knowledge that has appeared in the world, it is recorded in detail.

However, for those things, the current Olga did not care.

What he cares about at the moment is just a little bit of the past.

With the book turned to a certain page.

Record, start to rewind quickly.

It's as if time is really going backwards.

The mountains and seas change, and the stars change.

All the scenes then jump back thousands of years ago.

And the place where Olga was standing has also changed from an empty plain to a well-decorated study room.

This is one of his favorite places to stay.

not far away.

Back then, he was sitting on the main seat of the room, carefully looking at the books in his hands.

Learning has always been one of his most important things.

As if just a transparent person.

His existence did not attract the attention of the other party.

He touched the wooden chair in the corner of the wall, feeling the familiar texture, and Orchga sat down peacefully.

Watching everything around him quietly.

It didn't take long.

A familiar figure walked in.

Trina.

The moment he saw the other party, Olga's mood fluctuated.

But he did not make any moves.

all of these.

It's just a reappearance of the year, not a real sense of time.

The difference between the two is like copying and pasting and going backwards.

Furthermore, even if he did return to the past, he would not try to change anything.

That kind of thing is just cowardly self-comfort.

that's all.

Olga sat on the wooden chair, watching everything calmly, repeating it in front of him, as calm as he was watching a documentary.

When the ‘self’ was expelled from the plane consciousness due to extensive destruction.

He slowly got up from the seat.

Looking at the burning King Marton from close range.

Under the light of that bloody fire.

After thinking about it carefully, Olga.

In a tone of sudden enlightenment, he muttered to himself thoughtfully:

"really.

I was really angry back then.

As for me now...

Um……

It should be a bit angry too! "

As a Devil.

Olga's temper has always been a good or weird type to a certain extent.

The mood is basically at the average line.

I have hardly been angry or overjoyed in my life.

It's not as emotionally extreme as most of the abyss Devil, who is on the verge of losing control at any time.

As for things like killing, arson and fighting with others?

In his eyes, they are just sloppy daily behaviors.

Barely regarded as a hobby or occupation, there is no such thing as being overjoyed or angry.

Even if he was killed thousands of times by Pennywise, he never got angry.

After all, he felt normal to kill and be killed.

but now.

Olga's mentality is a little out of balance.

My mood has also become quite bad!

Anger, slowly filled my heart!

In the end, with the anger, it became more intense and more violent!

The structure of this plane began to slowly change.

The laws of physics are modified.

Various physical structures that should have complemented each other gradually became mutually exclusive.

It's like a fragile sandcastle being pushed a bit.

Planet began to disintegrate, turning into countless dust fragments. Star began to go out, and the plasma inside froze a little bit. The gravitational structure of the universe began to collapse, and the front, back, up, down, left, and right began to reverse randomly!

Like a tiny candlelight, the Stars shattered and extinguished in Olga's eyes.

The space is like fragile glass.

Little by little it broke apart, leaving more and more void gaps.

The storm of time and space is reverberating wantonly in the plane!

And the life forms that live in it, regardless of strength, have stepped into Death at the same time!

Even in the starry sky, those races that have already spawned interstellar civilization are just ants that adhere to the existing rules!

With the death of the plane.

They can only follow closely behind!

I do not know how long it has been.

The energy and matter of the entire plane turned into a tiny spot of light, floating quietly on Olga's fingertips.

Then.

Was squeezed out by him casually!

Finish this move.

His figure slowly disappeared.

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