The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

After the words were finished, Orrjuga stopped lingering, turned his head and hid in a different space.

And with his disappearance, within a few hundred kilometers, there was no more life form, and everything was running away!

The blood-colored lightning in the sky lingered for a while, and finally disappeared gradually, and the sky cleared again.

Only a huge pit several kilometers deep is still there.

It's a mess!

And everyone in the line of defense looked at the sun in the sky and the weather that suddenly rose in the wind and the sun, and it was a little unclear.

"???"

"What is the situation, did the ancient evil things appear or did not appear?"

Henry Moore asked the elf demigod beside him very puzzled.

In his opinion, the other party lived the longest in the audience, and the ancient evil things were also what he said. This thing should be regarded as an authority.

At least for the others present, it should be so!

Facing his question, the elven demigod opened his mouth and said uncertainly: "Judging from the current situation, the ancient evil should not have come, and it was directly rejected by the world again."

After speaking, he felt that he had said too general, and he added: "I said yes, yes, you should understand what I mean?"

After all, this thing is easy to say wrong.

Facing this situation, the orc demigod on the side just kicked him if he didn't say anything, and kicked him staggering: "We know your size, so just say that we don't know it!"

The other party stopped doing it immediately, and when he got up, he immediately rushed over: "A shaman dares to kick me as an assassin. I want to punch out your shit today!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it..."

【Dragon Power】、【Shadow Leopard Swiftness】……

Not to be outdone, the shaman immediately imposed several spells on himself and scrambled with each other.

"hiss……"

Looking at the elven assassin demigod who was being crushed and beaten by the orc shaman in front of him.

Henry Moore also didn't know whether he should believe this guy or not, after all, he couldn't trust the other party's unsure of the nonsense.

After some discussion, many demigods finally decided to turn on the defensive barrier of the line of defense at full power for a few days, and wait for a while to see the situation.

If something is wrong, take a big retreat immediately!

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After dozens of days.

The process of transformation was forcibly interrupted, and the remaining problems were finally adjusted by Olga.

As the space door was opened, he walked out of the different-dimensional space attached to the main material realm of this plane.

At this moment, his image has changed slightly.

His slender ears that resembled elves have disappeared. Instead, small wings that resemble the reduced versions of wings on his back appeared in the position of his ears, and a vertical pupil appeared on his forehead between the eyebrows, a bit like The sky eye of ancient Chinese mythology.

To be honest, this is a very strange feeling.

Sight, hearing and even other sense organs of the body have been ascensioned to a great extent and entered another level.

He can see the teleportation trajectory in space with his naked eyes.

Perhaps even further Ascension goes on, he can also achieve the 33 days of upward viewing in the Eastern legend, and perhaps downward viewing of The Underworld.

In addition, the pattern of the Death Tribulation Flower on his body has also undergone a lot of changes.

Their rhizomes are automatically twisted into some weird runes, all over the body of Olga.

It makes him look more evil and gorgeous, with a kind of weird charm, which makes people unconsciously indulged in it.

He turned his neck 360 degrees, and moved his body slightly by the way.

Olga lowered his head and glanced at the ground under his feet, which had dried up and cracked quickly since being stepped on by himself, and bared his teeth slightly.

Within a few seconds, a dead area of ​​tens of square meters appeared under his feet, and it was still expanding.

This is because everything in the world is rejecting him.

"Why make it a bit like a drought..."

After murmuring a few words, he didn't take this situation to heart either. After all, as a Devil, he was already a black house. In any world, everyone shouts and beats. This is a drizzle.

As long as you look open enough and your heart is wide enough, any problem is not a problem!

The two pairs of wings behind Olga flicked, and his body galloped directly into the distance.

As always, after each transformation, he would find an opponent to confirm his own progress. Although this time only half of the transformation, he still decided to follow the old tradition.

Determining his position in the food chain is always an extremely necessary thing for Olga, and only in this way can he recognize himself more clearly.

With the perception of being greatly Ascension, he quickly found the goal he needed.

The speed of flight has also begun to accelerate!

Since he had never concealed the trace of own, with his constant high-speed approach, that kind of clearly-targeted course of action made the opponent quickly become alert, and his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Stopping Own's figure, looking condescendingly down at Own Devil with a fierce gaze, Olga smiled indifferently: "I want to try against you."

After sniffing his strong Devil scent, Jarlot could clearly feel the weird sensation from the opponent. It was an extremely weird feeling, as if a lot of whispers were pouring into his mind. , It is involuntarily irritable.

Hearing Olga’s words, although Jarlot really wanted to do what the other party wanted, and then killed the annoying guy in front of him, just standing there made him feel dangerous involuntarily, which made him feel dangerous. He did not dare to act rashly.

For a while, the air became a little quiet and dignified.

Looking at the other party's somewhat restrained situation, Olga didn't care.

With a stroke of his hand, a few blood-colored flame spears appeared directly out of thin air, and then hit the opponent mercilessly.

In the face of his repeated provocations, Jarlot, who was originally violent, was a little intolerable!

Directly transformed dozens of avatars, and flew towards the Olga in the sky together, just like the moth fighting the fire.

There was no response to this Olga, and in the other's surprised eyes, he allowed dozens of attacks from the other to hit him at the same time.

"boom!"

In the sound like tens of thousands of explosives exploding at the same time, the surrounding air was completely squeezed away in an instant, forming a vacuum zone.

One hit!

Jarlot didn't have any feeling of joy, because he clearly felt that Olga was unscathed by the blow of Own's anger.

In his observation, all attacks of own were completely offset by the opponent's magic power.

It's like an egg hitting a rock head-on.

It is meaningless except to wipe off a little dust!

Faced with this situation, Jarlot subconsciously came up with a thought:

‘This time it’s miserable...’

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