The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

With the sudden guy Orrhoja entered the arena.

[Cetolak] Let's not mention the passerby who died suddenly at the beginning.

[Mephisto] This guy who wants to make trouble is also an obvious waste.

Although the strength is barely okay, but the wretched and insidious character makes him a stepping stone to a bit of status rather than becoming a substantive threat.

Just always brushing up on the sense of existence, and then showing a face at a critical time, and then with the momentum of lightning, the elite wild monsters who died in place.

Or.

This in itself is the positioning [OAA] arranged for him.

If you have nothing to do, you can stand on tiptoe to others.

so.

From the very beginning, Olga has roughly adapted to the actual situation of this [plane]. After collecting and understanding all kinds of scattered information, he has a better understanding of the environment here. There is nothing to pay attention to the other party's thoughts.

now.

The inside of Nuo Da [Crimson Dimension] was extremely empty.

Looking at it, there is nothing but the endless wave of red energy flowing.

Olga and his own throne.

It's all the physical things in this [Crimson Dimension].

From the throne below him, he slowly stood up and squeezed his fist casually.

Silently.

Olga began to make various subtle adjustments to himself, and quickly corrected each problem...

Different from the clone he created, it can be used on the phone, and it fits 100%.

Because this vest is made by [OAA].

now.

He still needs to adjust.

Otherwise, his strength is a bit difficult to play out.

Besides.

The power of this avatar is due to [OAA] funding and shaping.

Naturally it will not be too strong.

At most, it is still usable.

It happens to be used as the start-up capital of Olga at this moment.

"About one percent of the body..."

"It's quite enough..."

that's all.

After spending some time.

A feature derived from the ontology-[Infinite Energy], was also given by him to use his own ability, and directly made a beggar version.

In this way.

Although not very efficient in terms of efficiency.

But this clone of Olga still possesses the characteristic of becoming stronger automatically.

In this [plane] I have the capital to accompany the natives from all walks of life~

As for, why didn't he swallow the energy around [Crimson Dimension] to strengthen himself?

The reason is quite simple.

Everything here.

Whether it is material or energy, it is an asset of [OAA].

Swallowing it and transforming it into your own power is essentially the same as grabbing things with [OAA].

Eat less.

It doesn't make much sense to Orrjuga, there is no feeling at all.

ate too much.

[OAA] There will be dissatisfaction again, which will cause various problems.

Therefore, only self-sufficiency is the real kingly way!

Next.

Accompanied by some of Olga's thoughts.

A piece of red land with a very rugged terrain structure and a huge surface area began to rapidly form inside the [Crimson Dimension].

In all kinds of roars.

All kinds of terrible monsters with distorted shapes crawled out one after another in the land that should have been empty.

In the natural bloodthirsty mood, and the various compatriots of own, continue to kill and evolve...

then.

The bloody energy that filled the latitude and existed in every corner also burst out with a strange brilliance!

In the end, it turned into a bloody fire, spreading wantonly in the entire dimension.

Accompanied by a crazy hurricane, like a swaying straw.

From time to time, it fell into the sky and went straight into the sky, looking like a raging fire, and from time to time, it fell into a sluggish, short and invisible weed.

It looks like a raging wave of bloody waves constantly changing...

Finish this move.

Olga's gaze slowly turned to the boundless void outside the [Crimson Dimension].

There, many figures are already wandering outside [Crimson Dimension]...

"It seems that we have to greet the guests..."

In the voice, pillars, steps, buildings...

Just like a mirage, it constantly emerges and builds in mid-air.

In the end, along with Olga’s will, the false illusion was replaced with the actual reality.

that's all.

A continuous huge complex of buildings abruptly appeared inside the [Crimson Dimension].

Accompanied by it.

There is also a huge bloody door.

Its existence is like some kind of visible cutting line, dividing the surrounding space and time!

That is the entrance and exit of [Crimson Dimension] and the outside world.

Only Olga’s will can be opened.

In addition, in this [plane], no one can interfere.

Because that is the contract between Olga and [OAA]!

[Crimson Dimension], it belongs to Olga!

Even [OAA], can't interfere here!

And when everything is ready.

I don't know when, Olga, who was already standing inside a huge and magnificent palace, waved his hand gently.

There was a heavy rubbing sound.

There was a dull sound as if a city gate had been opened.

Two figures walked in slowly as the huge door officially opened.

They all resemble humans in appearance.

And it happened to be a man and a woman.

in.

The gender is male, the appearance is about 50 years old, the eyes are closed tightly, and the look is very serious.

He was wearing a long yellow robe with a hood, holding a heavy book in his handcuffed hands, and that book happened to be linked with the handcuffs in his hand. It seemed that he had caught it. That book, but it seems to be caught by that book.

The overall image is a kind of ascetic monk feeling.

The gender is female, but looks younger in appearance, about 27 or 18 years old, mature and beautiful.

The look looked frivolous, as if he didn't care about anything.

She has long dark black hair, and she is wearing a black leather coat with a little Gothic style, with cross-shaped pendants and earrings on her face, and there are traces of smoky makeup on her face.

There is even a metallic nose ring on the nose.

There is a sense of rebellion.

There seemed to be a sense of incompatibility with the man beside her who felt like a monk.

Even walking is quite casual.

There is a wonderful mixture of a spiritual girl and a mature lady.

After the two of them approached.

Olga snapped his fingers casually.

Two chairs automatically appeared in front of them.

Then, after crossing the fingers of Olga's hands, he asked calmly:

"[Destiny] and [Death], you are welcome to come, what can I do?"

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