Just with the naked eye, he can see the teleportation trajectory in space.

Perhaps with further improvement, he can also achieve the 33-day upward observation in the oriental legend, and maybe the ghost hell.

In addition, the death robbery flower pattern on his body has also undergone a lot of changes.

Their rhizomes were automatically twisted into some strange runes, all over Olshaga's body.

It makes him look even more sinister and gorgeous, with a strange charm that makes people unconsciously addicted to it.

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

Orshaga looked down at the ground under her feet that had been rapidly drying up and cracking since she stepped on it, and bared her teeth slightly.

In a few seconds, a dead place of tens of square meters appeared under his feet, and it continued to expand.

This is because everything in the world is rejecting him.

"Why does it feel a bit like a scorpion..."

After muttering a few words, he didn't take this situation to heart. After all, as a demon, he has long been a black household. In any world, everyone is the type that everyone shouts and beats. This problem is just a drizzle.

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

The two pairs of wings behind Olshaga fluttered, and his body flew directly into the distance.

Just like before, after each transformation, he would find an opponent to confirm his progress. Although this time he had only transformed halfway, he still decided to follow the old tradition.

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

With his greatly improved perception, he quickly found the target he needed.

The speed of the flight has also begun to accelerate!

Since he never covered his tracks, along with his constant high-speed approach, the clear-cut course of action made the opponent quickly alert, and his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Stopping his body and looking down at the demon who was looking directly at him with fierce eyes, Olsaka smiled indifferently: "I want to try to fight with you."

After sniffing his unbearably strong demonic smell, Jarlot could clearly feel the strange feeling coming from the other party. It was an extremely strange feeling, as if a lot of whispers were pouring into his mind. , which is unbearably irritating.

Hearing Orshaga's words, although Jarlot really wanted to act as soon as the other party wanted, and then kill the annoying guy in front of him, the other party just standing there made him involuntarily feel danger, which made him feel the danger. He didn't dare to act rashly.

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

Seeing the other party's somewhat restrained situation, Olshaga didn't care either.

With a single stroke, several blood-colored flame spears appeared out of thin air, and then mercilessly struck at the opponent.

In the face of his repeated provocations, Jarlot, who was already violent, was a little bit unbearable!

Dozens of avatars were directly transformed, and they flew towards the Orshaga in the sky together, just like the moths flying into the flames.

Orshaga did not respond to this, and under the surprised gaze of the other party, he allowed dozens of attacks from the other party to hit him at the same time.

"boom!"

With the sound of tens of thousands of tons of explosives exploding at the same time, the surrounding air was completely squeezed out in an instant, forming a vacuum.

One hit!

Jarlot did not feel any joy, because he clearly felt that under his own angry blow, Olsaka was actually unscathed.

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

It's like an egg that hits a stone head-on.

It's meaningless except to rub off a little dust!

Faced with this situation, Jarlot subconsciously raised a thought:

'This time is miserable...'

Chapter 90: Jalot

Don't care what the other person is thinking.

He looked down at the blood on his breastplate.

Olshaka shook his head helplessly.

It's not that he was injured, but that the opponent hit so hard that he bleeds himself...

'It seems that the defense has improved a lot, otherwise even the magical protection should not be so hard. '

It can be said that the opponent's blow, except for a little vibration, he didn't feel anything, and he didn't even bother to move his footsteps.

Looking at the other party's somewhat unwilling eyes, Olsaka asked kindly, "Would you like to make another move?"

In the face of his inquiry, Jarlot seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, his eyes became more and more annoyed, and he shouted excitedly: "Really!"

Then he couldn't wait to fly over again, using his [-]% strength in his hands!

For this blow, Olsaka still had the same expression, standing quietly in mid-air.

When the attack was about to hit him, his right foot was as fast as lightning, turning into an afterimage and hitting Jarlot's cheek full of disbelief, kicking him hundreds of meters away. , and make it plunge into the ground as quickly as a shooting star.

With a calm face, he retracted his feet, Orshaga looked at the other party's broken teeth that had not fallen from mid-air, and replied in a low voice: "Everyone is an honest person who is a devil, of course this is the case. Fake, how could Lao Tzu let you do another trick, I really thought I was doing charity work."

Then the figure disappeared, appearing on the big pit that Jarlot had smashed, and his hand was a fiery ball of blood inflammation.

"boom!"

With flames tens of meters high from the pit, Jarlot also flew out and stopped trying to play dead.

Seeing that his vitality did not decrease much, and his teeth grew rapidly, Olshaga was not surprised.

The opponent's strength is definitely not weak, and it should also belong to a relatively strong type among the upper demons!

At the very least, Orshaga fought him one-on-one not long ago. Even if he could win, it wouldn't be easy. In a horizontal comparison, at least he was much stronger than the dark elf demigod who didn't know his name.

This also has a lot to do with the living environment of both sides. After all, the world is too peaceful.

Even now, it is incomparable to the bottomless abyss where meteor showers often fall from the sky!

In Olshaga's hometown, killing and setting fires is just like eating and drinking. It is a very daily behavior.

Killing, from the first day of birth, has been accompanied by abyss creatures. Demons who can survive in this situation have far less combat experience than the natives of other planes.

A random lower-rank demon can only survive by stepping on tens of thousands of corpses of the same kind.

In this state, combined with the innate memory of inheritance, in fact, [-]% of the powerhouses of the same rank cannot defeat these abyss creatures.

Now the natives of this plane, the reason why they can block them with the abyss creatures of the same level, in addition to the establishment of defense lines and the mutual help of various races, the biggest reason is the suppression of this world The power dragged the abyss creatures' hind legs at all times, constantly pulling down their horizons.

This is also the reason why many monsters try to expand the contaminated land!

If there is no external force to hold them back, this group of natives is not a big trouble at all.

While killing each other and attacking by the way, they can also be eliminated.

Both longing and looking down, this is the true inner portrayal of most abyssal creatures for the indigenous people of different planes.

In their view, these weak creatures have little value other than being nourishment.

At this moment, looking at Olsaka who was watching him, Jarlot, who felt that he was being played, flashed a wicked look in his eyes, and didn't say any more nonsense.

The muscles of the whole body suddenly burst out in a burst of squirming, and the body shape directly increased in size.

The blood vessels in the body also start to accelerate the blood flow continuously.

This is his innate ability, which can greatly improve the physical quality of the body.

In this regard, Orsuga didn't stop it either, just quietly watching the other party give him a buff, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a slight smile.

Because that's what makes it more interesting, to test more things...

As the two quickly disappeared in place.

"Oh!"

A huge collision sound appeared in the air.

And the two of them are in the center of the collision sound!

At this moment, their fists are colliding together.

"Crack..."

Jarlot clearly heard that the bones of his hand were slowly cracking, but now he was too lazy to care about such a thing, and the other hand struck out mercilessly, hitting Orshaga.

In this regard, Olshaga also showed no weakness, and also stretched out another hand to fight back.

The crazy fight begins.

"Boom bang..."

In the blink of an eye, the two threw hundreds of punches, and the high-speed-moving fists kept leaving phantoms around them, making them look as if each had hundreds of arms, and the surrounding air was here. Under a series of high-speed impacts, they were quickly squeezed away by a large number of translucent shock waves, and a vacuum area was punched out by the two of them with their fists. When it is released, the surrounding temperature keeps rising, making people feel like they are in a furnace.

After dozens of seconds.

"Pfft!"

As the scars on his arms continued to increase, Jarlot's hands were like broken building blocks, and scales kept falling off!

In the end, the bones of both arms were completely broken, and the two arms were smashed into pieces by Olshaga's fists. Then, with a crazy smile, he was punched in the head, and he was powerless to resist. Was beaten into a cloud of blood.

After the opponent's corpse fell, Olsaka raised his hand, looked at the tiny cracks that were repairing themselves, and commented, "It's really strong!"

Then sprinkle a piece of flame to completely burn his body, which can be regarded as preserving a little dignity for the other party.

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in the same amount.

1 point of own mana is worth 17 points of the opponent.

This is the data that Olsaka judged in the attack just now.

And the quality of the opponent's magic power should be similar to his own not long ago in his observation.

From the data point of view, the quality of his current magic power is slightly higher than that of divine power, but this kind of thing is usually not very reliable, because the source of those divine powers is just an artifact, and there is no master with sufficient strength to manipulate it, who knows it How powerful can it be.

But even so, this also shows that the existence of the gods below, even if he is carrying a divine weapon, he may not be able to do it.

Furthermore, in addition to this most basic change in the nature of power, Orshaga also awakened a natural ability.

[Evil resentment is immortal: hatred, resentment, greed, pain... All evil thoughts will give you power, anyone who observes your existence will be polluted, and as long as there are enough evil thoughts around, you can quickly recover any injuries. 】

A generation of a generation of gods, he feels that he can do it again!

Chapter 91: Making Gas Bombs

Day three of killing Jarlott.

Looking at the distance, it has been repaired again, and the defense line looks intact.

Olshaga is thinking about how to break through this thing.

Whether it's his desire to go to other places to see if he can beat the autumn wind, or the obligation entrusted to him by the abyss contract, he has to get rid of this hindering thing.

And relying on head-to-head methods alone, with his current strength, undoubtedly cannot deal with the opponent!

After all, their weapons of war and their well-organized team of strong men are not just decorations.

Unless he advanced to [Big Devil], he wouldn't have the confidence to push down that line of defense by himself, so he had to think carefully at this moment.

In his thoughts, another whole day passed by.

Suddenly, a red streamer flashed across the sky.

He recognized that it was the teleportation technique of the bottomless abyss, which meant that a new monster had entered the arena.

After being stunned for a moment, Olshaga felt that she had such an idea.

Touching his chin, he nodded in satisfaction: "My years of experience in medical poisoning may be the time to play a role..."

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Spitting out blood, he looked at Orshaka who was approaching in front of him.

The monster, which looks like a mixture of bat and eagle, looks full of doubts.

From his point of view, although the guy in front of him was only a [mid-rank demon], relying on his overwhelming strength, he single-handedly beat a large group of monsters including several of them [high-rank demon].

Even if there is a reason why he has just arrived in this world, his strength has been suppressed by the world for a while, and there are very few reasons left.

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