The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Olga's earlier words of helping are not just for fun.

When the red snakes that originated from him were unconsciously fused by Yogmov.

Olga’s will, like an invisible hand, turned into a virus that broke through the source code protection, directly embedded in the soul and body of Yogmoth.

Based on this.

Olga has gained control over the opponent's body and soul.

Begin to intervene in the fusion process of the opponent without knowing it.

During this period, there was originally a fusion ceremony that contained a lot of his dark hands, and there was no rejection reaction due to the participation of outsiders.

In other words, the other party was completely a model of opening the door and offering treasures, and Orrjuga took over the control perfectly without any resistance.

Everything seemed so natural and unimpeded.

It went so well, even if Yogmov watched it, I'm afraid I couldn't help crying...

He himself hasn't been so smooth...

that's all.

Yogmov's originally established fusion formula and result began to detour to another completely different branch option under Olga's interference and modification.

The unknowing opponent, like a ball of plasticine held in his palm, can only be rounded and flattened without any choice...

A few days later.

The figure that was originally suspended in the air has disappeared.

It became a cloud of turbid pus, completely blending into the tumbling oil whirlpool below.

And the entire [Phyrexian World] also continued to vibrate and resonate during this long process.

Countless residents who survived in it all turned directly on their backs, and various fixed buildings and equipment were in a mess. Pieces of pieces collapsed and collapsed, becoming pieces of ruins covered with metal debris...

Just when everyone thought this was a sign of the imminent destruction of this world, and they would never survive.

gradually.

Someone found that many areas were originally shiny or covered with rust.

I don't know when it started, but somehow it started to become wet.

In the end, strands of [Shine Oil] gleaming with strange luster, in the fear of all people, slowly seeped out, and began to seep into [Phyrexian World] from all directions, like raindrops and air. Or in isolated corners, spreading wildly, collecting many areas that had not been infected with [Shine Oil] in the past.

Under such a situation, even if there is no shortage of strong people fighting to resist, but under the overall changing trend of the world, they are like ants trying to be a car with a man's arm, and they are directly crushed by force...

Not long after, all the residents and things in the entire world were indiscriminately infected by [Shine Oil].

At this point, the entire [Phyrexian World] has no place to rest in a conventional sense...

Even the world itself has begun to undergo a transformation in time, space and structure...

As the manipulator behind the scenes, seeing such a scene happen, Olga Si smiled unaffectedly.

Standing in the depths of the overwhelming [Shine Oil], he couldn't help showing a look of expectation.

at the same time.

He still didn't stop what he was doing now, and continued to make revisions to Yogmov.

Shaping Yogmov in the direction he needs.

Inside this process.

The other's consciousness, way of thinking, and even memory... all have been adjusted a little bit.

In order to circumvent the interference of plane consciousness, Olga did not directly manipulate Yogmov, but completely transformed it in all directions...

Dozens of days have passed.

The [Phyrexian World], which had been constantly turbulent inside, had returned to calm or dead silence at some point.

It's not just that there is no sound of speech, movement, and even breathing.

Only, huge irregular bubbles are scattered all over the place.

That is the opaque protective layer made by [Shine Oil]!

All the inhabitants of the entire world were all wrapped in it.

Under their influence, those residents are as if they were put into the transformation warehouse. The life structure and soul of the body are like undefended cities, directly occupied by Yogmov's consciousness.

Then, he continuously instilled the concept of loyalty to own and carried out various related debugging...

When it all ends.

The fifth layer of [Shine Oil Sea], the sea that had become extremely calm, began to agitate again.

Circles of waves visible to the naked eye, with the center of the lake as the center, continue to spread toward the periphery.

The huge energy stored in the eighth layer of the [Phyrexian World] also quickly descended from the dark shadows, like a pillar of heaven, directly injected into the center of the vortex...

This moment.

The residents in the entire [Phyrexian World] who were forcibly remodeled and were in a state of sleep, seemed to have received the call for unity, and they awoke without warning...

After using his own sharp claws or fingers to tear through the outer bubbles, he immediately knelt down on the cold ground.

Without eyes, under the guidance of inexplicable power, they turned their heads in the same direction and shouted together:

"My lord-Yogmoth, from now on, you will be the god of Phyrexia, and you will be the king of darkness, the source of fear in countless worlds..."

In their pious calling.

[Shine Oil Sea].

At the center of the whirlpool, the turbulent waves are higher than the waves.

A huge egg hidden in it slowly shattered.

A lower body resembles a scorpion, and an upper body resembles a human life form, wearing metal armor and striding out from it.

I shook my own palm.

Feel the huge power that is more than a thousand times stronger than before.

The expression on Yogmov's face gradually became a little crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In his wild laugh.

The nine layers of the entire world began to tremble slightly.

And those [Shine Oil Infected Body] who were praying, faced this kind of power, they became more and more enthusiastic.

Only Olga, who was silent, watched everything with interest.

Even though Yogmov had undergone earth-shaking changes, his strength was different from that of the past, but he still did not feel the existence of Olga.

In other words, now he is more unlikely to feel the strangeness than before.

As long as Olga can think about it, Yogmov’s vision, hearing, smell, touch, taste, perception, and way of thinking... are all things he can adjust, and Yogmov will feel that everything is himself Nothing is wrong with his thoughts.

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