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Chapter 1476 No. 94: Targeting oneself like this may be considered a kind of sadness
"Just in case I'm asking, do you feel something is wrong?"

“…I feel good now.”

"…Are you kidding me?"

Hearing the hoarse and deep voice speaking 'KIETE KAREKARETA', the native dialect of the Openg aliens, even Omer couldn't help sweating.

I don’t have any monster cards of Cerebro, so how come even Kalekaleda is here?

"...Yeah, isn't it funny...?"

"Having this feeling is better than anything else."

He avoided the question of "Is it funny?" in a rather irrelevant way. Omar had never thought that his experience with Rudolph could be of such use.

"So, all kidding aside, is there anything that needs to be adjusted?" He asked again, "This is the first time I've used monster cards as a medium for God's descent. I'm a little uneasy if this tool, which is supposed to be turned off and on, is always turned on."

"Especially since it's a Glizza card."

"…If you're not sure…why not use…Dark Lugiel?"

"Why don't you just use telepathy? It's quite inefficient to hear you talk like that." He raised his hand and touched the head of New Universe beside him, as if he was grateful to New Universe for the clarity and fluency of his previous words.

"And why are you staring at the cards I just got? Are you the type of person who longs for stagnation?"

'You think I'm not?'

“Isn’t this result enough to prove it?” Looking at the Beast King raising his claws to his waist and unsheathing the long sword that materialized with the armor two inches away, reflecting a pair of bloody lights, Omer said indifferently, “Actually, I don’t mind you helping me improve the training level of Dark Lugiel, but after all, Gliza can extend your stay longer.”

“…a wise choice.”

"Why did you choose to speak anyway?"

"…want to…practice…"

"So you mean you have someone you want to talk to here?" Omar spread his hands.

“…No.” The King of Beasts said, with a pause that was obviously two seconds longer than before.

"Really?"

"…But…I never…lack time…"

"If you say that, I'm afraid I won't help you contact Morrison."

"...You, call him by his first name?"

"Aren't you?"

"...Indeed...you're right."

"So... do you want to get in touch?"

“…Don’t imitate me!”

"Isn't this a big improvement? If you don't want to use the keyboard to communicate with the other person, you have to have this level of fluency to be considered a good memory, right?"

"...Can you, call him?"

"If I start vibrating his window now, it will respond in about 40 minutes. This is the longest game he has been addicted to recently. I saw his latest status showing that it was only opened for one minute."

"…Then, there's no need to call him."

"You can't be afraid and think it's troublesome, so you just back out, right?"

"..."

"In fact, you are still very much like Omar Linton, especially the Omar Linton when he was young." Omar said indifferently, lowering his head and looking into the eyes of the new universe who raised his hand to grab his.

The demon bowed slightly and smiled, letting go of the girl's ahoge hair that always attracted people to touch it.

"…………I can no longer remember the memories of my youth."

"When you are still young, why do you need to recall your youth?"

"Boy..." The King of Beasts looked at the new universe that tried to absorb Omer's palm with its sleeve, "She said that I was a red giant, I think that's not bad." "It's not bad, but Omer Linton was no different from a red giant when he was a boy."

Omar, who easily prevented the little girl's mischief and pinched and pulled her little face, let go of her hand, stood up straight, and looked at the other person again. She was also standing upright, but her figure was distorted as if she was in the desert at noon.

The essence of Grizza's "nothingness" is still faithfully displayed in the form of the King of Beasts.

This is understandable. After all, Omer is already very satisfied that the King of Beasts can suppress the chaos and disorder of the Grizza Card. Although he thinks that the other party can do it, he did not expect that the other party would complete the ritual without wasting a second and speak.

It was hard to tell whether it was easy or not, but it was extremely smooth, so smooth that Omar frowned.

I don't know whether I should think in the direction of 'I still have a long way to go before I can become the King of Beasts', or should I think in the direction of 'The King of Beasts' is in a very regrettable state'.

Although his struggles as a teenager were indeed very dangerous, and it was also the most 'Eevee' stage, it was easy to go down all kinds of extremely deviant paths and 'evolve' into all kinds of messed up 'Eevee' in his youth, but this product that can control the essence of "nothingness", or seamlessly integrate into the essence of "nothingness"...

Even the observer who took Kuroaki away would have frowned if he saw this... The demon looked at the other party and sighed in his heart.

Although the armor itself has no observation value, only its shape can reflect the opponent's aesthetics and attack habits to a certain extent.

But facing such a Him, Omar didn't need to look at the appearance.

"You seem to want to say something."

This guy started observing himself. His pair of red eyes gave Omar the experience of an X-ray scan. He felt that this guy had completely bid farewell to the realm of covert observation.

"There's nothing to say at the moment." Omar waved his hand and glanced at the astronomical synchronization simulation diagram displayed on the screen, then turned back and said, "Before Morrison responds, do you want to go with me to see Sirius?"

"We should arrange... the rest of the ritual," the King of Beasts said, "It is crucial to make this world... eject me."

"But why are we in such a hurry to leave? Why not try walking around in this strange yet familiar world? Maybe there will be many nostalgic landscapes to be found."

"..."

This is a sure win for a guy who can synchronize with Dark Lugiel at a high rate.

But this guy just kept silent, and even a red light flashed, and the first syllable he spoke was 'N'.

"And if I'm not mistaken, there should be some mess here that you need to clean up."

He immediately spoke and cut off the other party's favorite "Nein". The demon held his forehead with his hand: "Don't forget how you got here. Yue Chi Symbol, that guy, has been dealt with by me. I will have a lot of trouble next."

For example, go to the Guiyuan Hall and modify the soul account of the "alien" account to prevent some people from self-reflecting and returning to the account.

For example, he could inform Rudolph directly and contact the old lady after a long absence...

They feel like trivial things that don’t take up much time, but they are also troublesome things that give me a headache just thinking about them.

And if the other party really got away so easily, Omar felt that he would soon be put under federal blockade again.

It wasn't that he knew about the King of Beasts' return to the Heart of Terra, but the smooth experience of going through this set of rituals without encountering any obstacles gave him a warning.

Before, the Heart of Terra obviously didn't want him to be aware of the existence of the King of Beasts, but now not only did he notice it, but he was also deeply interfering with its state. Since there was no movement on the other side, it could only be said that they were plotting something.

At this point we need to be more cautious.

"…I will observe for half a month at most."

"So short? Are you in a hurry to go back and reunite with someone?"

In fact, she had grown beyond Omar's expectations, but when he thought that the other party was different from himself and might have been brought into the same thinking zone as the immortal species by certain experiences, he immediately realized that half a month was just a blink of an eye.

There is probably still room for bargaining.

"Isamara, Narita Shirahito, could it be Airi Hayako?"

He mentioned the only three he knew, and as he expected, the other party was silent for a while after hearing what he said.

"One month."

His words are so coherent.

"Then I'll go back."

It seems that He is also prone to headaches.