The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

In the chaotic [multiple Universe].

Time and space itself, most of the time, is a layered structure.

Although, sometimes, you feel like you are outside, but you are actually inside.

You feel like you are watching the fire from the other side, looking at the sky and the earth on the opposite side. The other side also felt that he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching the turbulence.

As a mortal, you are never sure whether you are living in someone else's pen, in a certain thought, or in a naturally generated time and space.

"Here, this is your original world."

In such words, Orjuga took out a few books and handed them to Houhou.

The first of these is "The Legend of Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty".

There are "Legend of Frontier Desolation", "Covering the Rain and Turning the Clouds", "Sun and Moon in the Sky"...

this moment.

Seeing all this, Hirobori couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of complexity in her heart.

Even the hands holding those books tremble subconsciously.

"..."

Facing Olga's calm expression, she wanted to say something.

After hesitating for a while.

After all, he didn't say much, but temporarily turned his gaze back to the book in his hand.

【Huang Yi】.

This is the author of every book.

‘Is he the creator I am waiting for...’

With a mixed mood.

Hobori began to flip through the books in his hands.

It didn't take long.

In those words, she saw some familiar names and words that she hadn't heard for hundreds of thousands of years.

Xu Ziling, Kou Zhong, Song Que, Shi Feixuan, Two Schools and Six Dao...

And herself.

That Horihoro who appeared on the stage with bare feet...

For her.

Even without any special acceleration, I just use my naked eyes to look at the contents of the book word by word.

But the millions of words contained in those books are only a matter of minutes.

So, soon, there was still a little dazed feeling on his face.

Hou Hou put down those books.

"Xu Ziling...Is that so..."

On the other hand, I couldn't help but mutter some unclear words.

She didn't know what she had realized or understood.

However, I think it should have solved some old doubts that may have been forgotten in the past.

Anyway, Olga doesn’t care about those things at all...

But after thinking about it for a while, Houhou lowered his head, gratefully said to Orchard:

"Thank you for your kindness back then, for letting me break away from the original track. Otherwise, I might really be ruined by Xu Ziling, and Master's long-cherished wish... will be completely lost..."

Facing her sincere thanks.

Olga continued to play his own style of being a sincere Devil, and said very frankly:

"It's nothing, you know, I've always just looked at the mood to do something."

For him, what happened back then was just a casual act out of interest.

Not much at all.

However, even if the matter is over, Horibori still has some puzzles in his heart.

"Then my lord, may I ask, why the world in the book is obviously very similar to my world, but the original world in which I live is more powerful and powerful than the information suggested in the book?"

"Oh?"

"that……"

"The specific reason is also very simple, because your world is a mixture of multiple worlds, so naturally, there will be more powerful people and forces."

Talk about it.

Orleja took out a lot of books and handed them to Hou Hun, who was still a bit unclear.

"After reading them all, you will understand what I mean."

"Heaven Slaying the Dragon", "Little Li Flying Daggers", "Xiao Shiyi Lang", "The End of the World and the Moon Blade", "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"...

There are as many as eighty books in the forest.

Different authors, different systems.

From the master of Martial Forest who can smash a door with one palm, to the master of Martial Forest who can smash a city wall with one palm...

The only thing they have in common is that they can barely be said to be the classification of [wuxia].

While reading those books.

As expected, Horibori saw a lot of familiar names and forces...

And she just discovered that Own’s First World is a book, and she hasn't adjusted her mood. After discovering that Own’s First World is actually a super stitching monster, her face can't help but reveal, "So this is OK?" ’Expression.

The mood is suddenly more complicated.

For a time.

There are also some who don’t know what to say...

It can only be said that there is a very strange feeling.

After a while.

Just when Olgadu finished the "Les Miserables" in his hand, and planned to press the bell next to him to let the maids from other rooms make steaks and bring them over.

Hou Hou then asked:

"My lord, if I used to be in the world depicted in a book by Life, what about us now?"

"Well, it's actually the same, just a little bit different."

Speaking of this, Olga still had that indifferent expression.

"Anyway, there is nothing wrong with saying that Life is still in the book world..."

While talking.

He stretched out a finger and swiped it casually.

The next moment.

A new book appeared at his fingertips.

Its name is "Devil, the Abyss of the Worlds".

"This name, to be honest, I don't feel able to reveal the characteristics of me as the protagonist."

Olga sighed.

Open the book casually.

Point to a piece of text and turn it into an image.

He showed it to Houhou.

It was a somewhat short figure.

The body is similar to a werewolf, but it looks more hideous than that, covered in scales, and there are some short barbs everywhere.

It can only be said that it barely maintains the human-shaped legs upright structure.

But Orleja, who was quite satisfied with this, directly said to Huraho:

"Look, this is how I was born in the book, I think it's okay."

After that, I turned some more pages.

"You should still have some impression of this scene."

This time the above scene turned into a scene of two women kneeling down in front of a man in a white suit.

And those two women, not others, are Houhou herself and her teacher Zhu Yuyan.

The man in the white suit is naturally the Orrjaja who met them at the beginning of the year.

Even today, Houhou still remembers this scene very clearly.

However, in her memory, she is from the first point of view.

Now, when she looked at this picture, she was in the third perspective, as if she was just an outsider.

With a strong awe, Houhou immediately crawled on the carpet on the ground, and replied respectfully to Orleja who was sitting on the sofa:

"The subordinates have always remembered it in their hearts, and have never forgotten the scene of that day..."

Just as humble as in the picture.

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