Abyss Demon of All Realms

Another sunny day.

"Want to drink?"

Raising the tea in his toast, Olshaga, who was sitting on the flower, asked Hawthorne who was standing not far away.

"unnecessary."

After waving his hands and rejecting Orshaka's invitation, Hawthorne asked directly to the subject: "How did you think about my previous proposal?"

Orshaga still chose to reject the other party's proposal: "It's still the original statement, I have no interest in mixing the war between your two worlds, and I don't plan to extend the contract time, so in a short time, after the contract time ends, I have to go home."

The implication is to prepare to run away as soon as possible, so as not to be pulled out as a coolie.

Hearing this expected answer, Hawthorne was silent for a while and said, "...so be it."

Seeing his disappearing figure, Olshaga calmly swirled the tea in the cup without any expression.

It's just that he was a little disappointed in his heart. If the other party took the initiative to do something after the conversation collapsed, he felt that he could make another fortune before he left. After all, he was familiar with the terrain of this academy, and he would be absolutely clean when he started. .

As the saying goes, less profit means loss, so he feels that he has lost again.

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After the contract ends.

The 6548257th layer of the bottomless abyss -- [Lava wasteland]

in the city.

Look at a city that hasn't changed much.

Taking a deep breath of the sulfurous and poisonous air, Orshaka smelled the fragrance of freedom.

It made him feel somewhat nostalgic.

But after taking two more sips, he frowned: "It seems that the taste is a bit wrong..."

After thinking about it, his eyes lit up and he found the reason!

Apart from anything else, aiming at the demon passing by was a whip kick, directly kicking the opponent to pieces.

The blood that was spilled along the way also washed the faces of passers-by nearby.

Ignoring those passers-by who were still a little bit confused, Olshaga felt the fresh smell of blood, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Then he criticized the nearby onlookers: "I have been standing for a few minutes, and no one died nearby. The security is so good, how decent! Does it look like a bottomless abyss!"

Having said that, in front of many passers-by, he took out a dark blue potion that exudes powerful energy fluctuations.

This is a product he made after he learned pharmacy by himself, and it is called [Spirit Awakening Potion].

Can enhance the user's soul acuity.

After briefly introducing its function, seeing the greedy eyes of many monsters, he casually threw it to a nearby abyss dwarf, and said to the bewildered opponent: "Whoever grabs it will belong to him!"

In the next moment, the dwarf was turned into pieces in the hands of many besiegers...

Seeing them scrambling for each other, Olsaga nodded and sighed: "My hometown must have its own atmosphere, and it looks like it is friendly!"

So he didn't stay any longer, turned around and swayed towards other places.

Looking at his leaving figure, a creature that looks a bit like an alien ET is sitting on a suspended mechanical chair.

Very puzzled, he asked the dark elf beside him, "Is the bottomless abyss full of lunatics like this?"

He originally thought that Olshaga had some purpose, that's why he would do this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that he would do this kind of thing that harms others and does not benefit himself because he really has too much time to spare.

"Uh……"

After thinking hard for a while, the dark elf replied with a somewhat uncertain expression: "That's not true, this is a crazy one. Compared with him, most abyssal creatures should be relatively normal."

"Ok."

After getting the answer, he looked at those abyssal creatures who were still scrambling for potions, but the focus had changed from potions to fighting. He still felt that the residents of this place were crazier than the records in the report, and they had no normal concept at all. .

Although the so-called guide beside him looked relatively normal, he knew it very well.

If it wasn't for the fact that his clan had some deals with his own civilization, he might have attacked him long ago.

And the fact is exactly as he thought, unlike the fiery old man who is angry and does nothing, the dark elves like to play tricks, and they are good at stabbing in the back, especially stabbing their teammates.

If I really want to confide in them, I will definitely die a horrible death.

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Olshaga didn't know the mood and thoughts of the passers-by.

I just feel very comfortable.

In the wizarding world, there are a lot of rules, and the nature of demons needs to be restrained, but it is not necessary in the bottomless abyss, just kill anyone who is not pleasing to the eye.

This sense of relaxation made him uncontrollably even want to sing a few lines.

【Grieg's Tavern】.

Looking at the scarred and patched signboard, Olsaka sighed, "Well...the familiar old place, the name has not changed, it seems that the boss hasn't died in the past few hundred years, it's a pity."

Although it has only been 100 years in the wizarding world, but due to the different speed of time, it has been nearly 400 years in the Abyss. He thought this tavern was gone, but he did not expect it to have a very good vitality. The door was closed, and even the boss did not change.

As soon as he walked in, he saw the familiar bartender among the crowd of drinkers.

It's just that, compared to the past, the opponent at this moment has about a third of his hands missing, and he also seems to be blind in one eye, just like a third-level disabled.

Olshaga sat down very familiarly and said, "Bartender, have a glass of wine, you can adjust it as you like."

Seeing Olshaga's appearance, although Greg was a little puzzled why he felt familiar with her, he still responded: "Okay, wait a moment."

While mixing the wine, he asked with a smile, "You are a bit unfamiliar, have you been here before?"

Hearing his inquiry, Olshaga remembered that his current appearance was in human form, and he had a talent bonus. In this form, few people could see his true form, so he directly changed his appearance back to the original body.

Immediately, a strange Balrog wearing armor, nearly six meters tall, similar in appearance to a human, with countless flowers tattooed on his body, appeared in front of Grieg.

Lifting his head and looking at the demon in front of him that he needed to look up to, Greg's eyes widened. Those familiar patterns made him immediately recall who it was.

At the beginning, he secretly investigated Olshaga, but there was no news, so he gave up after searching for about ten years.

Now looking at the opponent's height, he can clearly judge that the opponent is far stronger than before.

Although it is still a [Medium Demon], it is completely two grades from the ordinary [Medium Demon]. I am afraid that most of the existences of the same level can be crushed to death.

'How could it become so strong! '

'Damn it, there must be a big secret!You should have done it right from the beginning! '

Although the jealousy in his heart was about to overflow, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he handed the prepared wine to Orshaka as usual.

After taking a sip, feeling the taste that bloomed on the taste buds, Orsaga praised: "Well, it's still so delicious."

Greg responded with a smile, "Thank you for your compliment."

"For hundreds of years, your wine has always reminded me of it."

"where……"

So they chatted one sentence at a time.

When she felt that the time was almost up, Orshaka stood up and was about to leave.

Greg quickly said: "Walk slowly, welcome to come next time!"

Olshaga said casually: "I won't come next time, because I plan to teach myself bartending skills."

Hearing this sentence, Greg couldn't help being taken aback. It was the first time he heard a customer say such a thing in front of him.

After a slight twitch on his face, he smiled as usual and said, "I hope you will succeed."

But she didn't want to, Olshaga waved her hand and said, "Where, where, I still need your support."

"?"

The next moment, before he could react.

A huge force was exerted on him.

His defensive measures hidden on the surface of his body immediately issued an overwhelmed warning.

Greg's face changed, and a strong momentum erupted from his body, trying to fight back.

But at some point, a big hand reached out to his eyes, completely covering his sight.

Pinch his head and lift him up like a doll.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Orshaka's mouth.

The force on the hand keeps increasing.

"Crack..."

In the severe pain, Greg seemed to hear the sound of his skull being crushed, and his resistance became more and more intense.

And the customers and waiters around are facing such a situation.

Feeling the undisguised aura of the two, their faces changed wildly!

Immediately wanted to turn around and run away, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed, but at this moment, with their strength, it was too late to even run away.

The next moment, countless flames spewed out from Olshaga's hand, and the bloody flames instantly swept across the entire tavern!

Whether it's living things, or pure matter and energy, everything starts to burn at a very high speed, and Grieg, who has been in contact with the flames at zero distance, can only use his head to resist.

Not long after, slowly walking out of the ruins of the tavern that had been burnt into crystals, Orshaga ignored the passers-by who were wary of her, but sighed to herself: "The succubus is already dead. It's a pity..."

Chapter 70: Odd and Even Numbers

By touching each other's way, after obtaining the technology that Grieg loves to invest in.

When Olsaka walked on the street, he suddenly felt that the devil was full of sunshine. Walking on the wide streets of the city, he felt that his waist did not hurt and his legs were no longer sore. Killing a few passersby was just like playing. Freehand.

But soon.

Looking at the passers-by who were only around his waist height, he immediately felt as if he was in a dwarf country, and even wanted to kick them both because of the angle.

After thinking about it, he shrunk his height a bit and maintained it at about two meters.

Neither tall nor short.

Looking around, looking around: "Well, this height is better."

Olshaga is not very clear about the physical development of other demons. From his own words, from birth to now, basically the bigger the body, the stronger the strength. It should be no problem to move to a height of several hundred meters in the future.

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It didn't take long for him to wander, and a notice pasted all over the street caught his attention.

[War Announcement: Honorable Demon Lord, Master of Lava Wasteland, Lord Karto!We are now engaged in a plane war with the Miling world, preparing to sink the plane and pull it into the embrace of the will of the great abyss, so we sincerely invite wild demons to invade the world to expand the space channel, we provide coordinates and teleportation, you only need to pay 30% of your own income from this war or 10 souls of the same rank of yourself (the last option is to hand over the soul first and then teleport)! 】

After reading it, he touched his chin, and Olshaga felt that the deal seemed to be good.

This kind of cross-border teleportation of forced entry, because it is not summoned by others, there is no obligation to limit it.

Furthermore, in this war, there are demon lords who have withstood the greatest pressure in the world. The wild demons who are responsible for making soy sauce can be considered to have a chance to use their skills at will, and they don't need to pretend to be grandchildren to hide in the corner.

Aboriginal powerhouses in different worlds and world oppression, these two things are the most annoying things for creatures like demons, and the pressure of hatred by big bosses is greatly reduced.

Pay 30.00% of your own war income.

This option is directly excluded!

As a demon who wants to do big business, he can't accept this kind of terms, but ten souls of the same rank can. Anyway, most of the existences of the same rank are waste in his eyes. Ershan Jia has the confidence to hit ten with one hand.

But this has to consider another problem. It can make a demon lord who rules an abyss pull the plane of wild foreign aid. Olshaga uses his butt to think and understand that there must be strong people, if it is not his own demon army. There were heavy casualties in the invasion, and wild demons would never be allowed to interfere in this kind of thing. After all, fat and water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, and there was no reason for them to benefit from their own exclusive interests.

'Would you like to go...'

With some difficulty in choosing, he fell into thinking.

After some deliberation, he chose a more traditional and scientifically based method to guess odd and even numbers!

Go for odd numbers, don't go for even numbers.

Reaching out and grabbing at will, he directly grabbed the hands of the loving people passing by.

The other party is about two meters tall, with a squid-like head on top of his head, and two pairs of colorful chicken wings growing behind him.

Although the heights of the two seem to be similar at this time, Orshaka, who is holding the other's neck, has an inexplicable bearing, as if carrying a chick.