The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Ordinary people everywhere in the Blue Star were marveling at the powers displayed by each traverser.

There was no peace in Olga.

All the maids had the expressions as if they had seen the aliens.

Constantly marveling at the visions created by each traverser.

For them.

Today is undoubtedly an eye-opener!

Under such circumstances, even Olga raised his head half-deadly.

However, his focus is obviously different from others.

"Md, how come these guys are covering up the sun! They are so unqualified!"

Listen to this.

The maids around who could not help but marvel at the power of each traverser were also a little embarrassed.

No matter when and what the situation, Orrjuga looks like this incomprehensible...

As for Hohoro, who was also disturbed by various movements, naturally there was some dislike in his heart.

Disturbing people to study is really heinous!

However, fortunately, her troubles at this moment did not last long.

Because of being affected by the interest.

Olga, who has been messing around all the time, finally showed some strength after salting fish for a long time.

Under his will.

The power derived from [The Source of Eternal Tribulation and Suffering], like an invisible warped shadow, at a latitude and dimension beyond the cognition of mortals, following the sun-shaded'fruit', it flows upstream to the'fruit' at the beginning of the matter. '.

That is the cause of the event, the body of those who pass through!

Turned into inaccessible weird flames, burning madly...

Even the existing timeline itself has also been cut and removed partly!

The next moment.

Time has returned to a point in time not long ago.

In this round of restart.

Each traverser is still using their own means to appear one after another.

Hobori is still studying seriously.

The maids still couldn't help but sigh the strength of the traversers.

It's just that no one came to cover the sunshine of Olga.

Under the influence of certain rules.

At the current stage, everyone unconsciously avoided the relevant situation.

Those who disturbed Olga's interest were also erased back to the source, becoming non-existents who had never been born, and would never have the prerequisites to interfere with his interest again.

‘Damn it, today’s me, I have silently maintained the order of the world, and reclaimed the sunshine as the source of life for everyone. I do good deeds without leaving a name. I’m so good...’

With such complacent thoughts.

Olga immediately stretched her waist with peace of mind again...

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The night fell again.

Different from the interference of the traversers last time, this time it is pure natural law.

Long bells.

In every corner of the city, the dull echoes constantly.

Countless special lights are releasing their own strong light.

The common one is over the island, forming a sea of ​​illusory projection flowers.

The dark sky looks like a picture scroll, quite beautiful!

This represents.

The first Blue Star Traveler Conference is finally about to begin!

in this process.

The weak traversers can only line up slowly at the entrance and exit of the central tower and enter the arena in an orderly manner.

The powerful traversers jumped into the queue by themselves through various methods.

To them.

It's as easy as going home.

For example, Orchiga doesn't bother to line up.

Tearing the space at will, one step is taken to the own position.

In this regard, the organizers of the conference did not intend to prevent it.

But adopted a non-interference policy,

The strong should have privileges!

This is the consensus of most traversers.

Therefore, it is obviously inappropriate to let them line up like the weak.

Treating equally is itself a kind of disrespect.

Strong disrespect for individual strength and individual value!

In this situation.

It's like Olga's entrance through the torn space.

At the venue of the conference, from time to time, some brand new figures will appear abruptly.

Falling from the sky, burrowing from the ground, growing from plants, teleporting spells, abilities...

Anyway, there are so many ways to let a hundred flowers bloom.

Even the dress and appearance are very different in style.

On your left sits a white-robed sword repairman, and on your right sits a half-orc with exposed fangs. In front is an elf holding a wand, and behind is a superhero wearing pants...

At a glance, there is a wonderful feeling of Chinese and Western integration plus ethnic integration.

It can only be said that the ghost knows which Otherworld these traversers were in the past...

Just look at the appearance.

No one would think that these guys are all the same, and the gap in all aspects is really too big.

can only say.

Crossing is a wonderful thing.

Success turned a group of ordinary humans into a bunch of weird guys.

And next to Olga, there was a guy dressed in a style similar to the robe of an ancient feudal dynasty. He directly replaced his original seat with a golden majestic dragon chair.

obviously.

This is a very stylish guy.

There are own pursuits in all aspects of daily life.

In the past, there was a high probability of being emperor in a certain Otherworld.

To this.

Olga did not manage much.

Only calmly, he turned the wooden chair underneath him into a movable rocking chair for the elderly with massage function.

This thing is more comfortable than a dragon chair...

The unknown emperor around him also subconsciously glanced at him more.

But soon, when he was holding a man, he thought that he had a fart, and the other person's sight was naturally shifted to another place.

Came to Houhou's body.

There is no need to confirm what Houhou's face, which was covered by the face towel, looks like.

The other party confirmed the fact that it was a big beauty by relying on his many years of experience as a maiden.

For a time.

With tens of thousands of beauties in the harem, his heart was also instinctively agitated.

As an emperor, this is an occupational disease.

But Hou Hou's side made him unable to see the deep and shallow Olga, and his incomparably lazy appearance made him a little jealous.

Make him instinctively choose gains and losses.

Besides.

He also saw Houhou's seat number.

That symbolizes that she is also a traverser, not a person who is brought in by the traverser.

Well known.

The traverser is a technology life.

Men may be dressed as women, women may be dressed as men, ugly may be dressed as beautiful, and beautiful may be dressed as ugly...

Unless after investigation.

Otherwise, you will never be sure what ugly man and ugly girl in front of you were before...

Think of some unfavorable situations.

The unknown emperor suddenly felt that his interest was greatly diminished, and he had a dull feeling...

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