The Abyss Demon Of The Worlds
Chapter 17: The Request

After all this time.

No matter how he examined her, Hank, who did not feel anything was wrong with her, turned his head and looked at Hutto, who was pale, as if she was seriously ill.

not understanding how he became Hank that way, and asked very confusedly:

"What happened to you just now?"

You need to know that one [knight] can easily handle ten strong men, and one [big knight] can easily handle ten [knight]. This kind of person was a mainstay in any country, how could the enemies of a hundred people on the battlefield mysteriously die half-dead?

Looking at Hank's doubtful face, Hutto gasped slightly, his face slightly hesitated, and said: "I have a special talent since I was a child. I can detect whether the creatures around me can threaten me. The bigger my heart rate.

I just saw the guy, my heart was pounding like it was going to run out, making me dizzy, unable to breathe, and almost fainted. I feel that way. This is the first time I've met..."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Although I don't know how strong he is, he is definitely not something we can fight against. There is no comparison at all. Even when I was young, I had never met a wild wolf to that extent. The feeling of crisis, as if the other party could choke me to death, no matter how I resisted, it would make no difference. ”

At the end of his speech, his tone became extremely desperate, showing absolutely no real determination.

After listening, Hank gritted his teeth and asked: "Do you have any strange feelings in your body right now? Do you know what he meant to us?"

"I don't feel strange, but what he used was nothing more than a mysterious group method. They were always very good at this messy method, and it was precisely because of this that they were chased and killed by the church people day and night.."

Hutto has had a lot of contact with people claiming to be castors. In his mind, there was a group of strange madmen shrinking in the dark corners all day. They often say a few messy things in their mouths, and send some over time.

The group of people looked at everyone like fools, and the others basically regarded them as fools.

Hank stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Although it seems like it wasn't just me, and the others didn't react after that strange attack, but Hank always felt that things weren't that simple, especially when he clearly remembered that Olga was saying "hope". a few more days, when you say this, you feel that the gray-black fog is definitely not a good thing.

But he thought about the church's hatred of the spellcasters, and how it looked like an evil force. He thought he might be able to find a way to attract foreign aid... ⁇ �

I don't care what the guys do in the cage. After releasing the disease to them, Olga did not pay much attention to them. Just record their physical condition through [the source of the dead plague], and constantly make subtle adjustments to the intensity and characteristics of the outbreak. The incubation period should not be too long, the symptoms should not be too obvious, and the initial pain should not be too serious. He needs to find her. Balance point is good.

A rat gang in a cage is a vehicle for experimenting with balance. Regardless of their status and ideas, they were not very important. After all, the result was already doomed from the very beginning.

After all, humans who fell into the hands of demons could basically be called stupid dreams if they wanted to be whole.

Although Olga was not as obsessed with human souls as other demons, she only treated them as an equal foundation of growth, equally, but the nature of the devil also dictates that he will not give up the benefits he has gained.

handed over to your lips, how can you let him run?

In this world, after a period of observation, Olga, combined with the knowledge in her memories, and her own personal inspection, could be considered an understanding of why demons were targeted in the abyss. Interested in the invasion of aircraft.

If the creatures in the bottomless pit are all strange, there may be many faults, but the inhabitants of the bottomless pit are really too simple, either a soul patient or a crazy killer, he said, every day they want to destroy the world and even themselves. There were also many outstanding elites who were not prepared to let go. It was indeed difficult to find trouble with these people, which made it impossible for everyone to burn, kill, and plunder happily.

Alien planes are different. Its inhabitants were far less talented than the Bottomless Gorge. Most of them had relatively simple, weak and sickly thoughts. Like sprouts, many common factors in the bottomless pit, such as air, can easily cause them. Death is a deadly threat, so it's just a good harvest target.

Naturally, these places became the target of the ravine creatures to pinch the persimmon.

To pinch a soft persimmon, what should I do if it is pinched?

Does this sort of thing count in the bottomless pit?

For most of the population there, life is to kill or be killed by others!

In the Forest of Lamentation, Olga had yet to try to light the forest fire, but the plants in the ravine also had two more or less brushes, which could not form a fire at all, but were different in this world!

No trouble in action at all!

Relying on ordinary plants, it is absolutely impossible to prevent his blood inflammation from expanding the range of combustion.

Even ordinary stones and clay can burn with blood inflammation.

So he chose to change to a softer way, at least his movements were not too big, and he could not play with all the attention from the start.

After several screenings, the outbreak and the virus became the targets he expected!

No matter what the world, illness is normal, but it also has a lot of destructive, destructive, and transmission powers. As long as the spread and death of the disease can be controlled, then it is the best.

Finally, after some thought, Olga used an evolutionary system to develop a special talent [Source of the Dead Plague].In his mind, this was the main ability to be responsible for harvesting the leeks in the future, and the purpose and characteristics of the blood. It was too flashy and suitable for those who were hard in front. Spells could make his methods more diverse, and he could make something out of any situation.

Hank and the others were the first batch of his experimental products. He needed to record the true effects of the outbreak through their actual reactions, and make real-time changes to their characteristics and strengths, and finally reach a point of balance.

The alarm should not be too fast, there is no chance of transmission, should not be its onset late, lily days should be cold and no response, and the initial intensity of the disease should not be too high. best to be able to jump vigorously in the early stages ...

As for the detailed data required by these factors, Olga had to experiment slowly to achieve the desired results.

The physical condition of each race is different. The same outbreak must be adjusted to be effective. All kinds of messy situations should be clearly arranged.

Actually, Olga had a feeling that she was involved in scientific research, which made her feel a little sick.

Fortunately, he had [Outright Overclocking], otherwise, he could not play these things ...

To engage in research, either you have a team, or you have well-developed communication to communicate with others. It is very difficult to climb the virus technology tree alone.

Fortunately, he had an evolutionary system, and he had a unique advantage in many ways, otherwise, he would never have had the idea to conduct research.

Walking by the pool manor, Olga, while walking, uses two professional training methods of monks and fighters to subtly manipulate the various muscles of the body to exercise her control over the body, as well as in her spare time. 'Furthermore, we cannot waste any loopholes in observing the virus. I want to learn the spell models and energy base applications of low level spells. The way I use energy is still too crude. '�

Two more months passed.

At midnight, the moonlight dimmed, inside the manor.

A dim candlelight illuminates the objects in the room.

Orlaja touched his chin, looked at Jim Woz, who was kneeling before him, and asked calmly: "Do you want me to help the Kingdom of Marton defeat the Yar Kingdom and win this war?"

"Okay, my lord."

Jem lowered his head deeply and said respectfully.

nodding, Olga asked again: "So how much does it cost? How much will you pay?"

Although he did not want to kill himself for now, even so.

Helping a group of humans to win an ancient war was still not difficult for him. Several methods to achieve the desired effect, which can be easily done with the touch of a finger.

Jim did not hesitate, and immediately declared the conditions he had dreamed of for a long time: "If we win this war, then we will exile all the prisoners to a remote island by the sea, he said, where it'll be yours. field, whatever you do."

After several months of observation, he roughly understood some of the devil's habits, cruelty, and cunning. These two points were exactly the same as the ones on the record, and were even slightly higher, but his emotions were unexpectedly good, even if someone did something in front of him, he was not angry with that reckless behavior, and besides that there was a very strange self-discipline, as if he had planned every day.

Orraja likes to kill and plunder souls.

This was something that Jem was very sure of, but why the other party was so safe in the capital, which made him somewhat unable to guess. Originally, he had already thought the king would make a huge riot, but he even set it up specifically. .As a victimized servant, no one had ever had an accident, this was completely incompatible with the nature of the demons.

'The other party's behavior seems to have some limitations ..' he thought.

For Jem's proposal, Olga did not object or agree. He just drank his tea quietly, as if he was thinking of something.

Listening to the other party's tea, Jem felt his heart start beating uncontrollably, so he lowered his head and started counting the dust.

Time passed by bit by bit, and when Jem felt his proposal would be rejected, Olga said:

"I agree with your request."