Abyss Demon of All Realms

As he finished reading the general information about the mission world, other Samsara Artists gradually came to their senses.

all around the space after two shakes.

Two daoist sect accounts were opened respectively.

One line is marked with [Da Song], and the other line is marked with [Da Yuan].

The meaning is concise and clear, you can enter wherever you want to go.

Orlega is too lazy to think about it, after all, it doesn’t matter which side is to him, he doesn’t even care about the plot, nor does it need to care.

I walked directly into the nearest [Da Song].

I barely joined the [Da Song] camp.

If he has a camp in his eyes.

After seeing him take the lead in making a choice, the rest of the Samsara Artists, after watching each other vigilantly, made their own choices.

Started in small groups and entered the portal of their choice.

There are also a few Samsara Artists who choose to quietly observe their own movements, and want to take a ride on the best Samsara Artist by judging which Samsara Artist is stronger.

There is also Samsara Artist, who is quickly flipping through the information he collected in the main god space, trying to understand what the so-called battle of Xiangyang city was.

After all, don’t talk about whites or blacks. Even many Asians have never heard of this.

Which side is strong? Who is weak?

It is a fusion of hundreds of martial arts worlds, but what kind of world is the martial arts world?

What is Da Song?

What is Dayuan?

All of them are full of question marks.

——–

After walking out of the portal.

Orlega found herself in an ordinary room.

The decoration of the room is very simple, just like the Inn in the martial arts TV series.

There is also a custom-made ancient clothes on the bed, which can be used to disguise the indigenous people.

And there is an announcement on the table.

[Recruitment Order]

[I am the defender of Xiangyang City, Lu Wenhuan. Arrived, we are now recruiting various capable people and strangers to help defend the city…]

As Orlega finished reading this announcement.

The prompt sound of the main god space sounded again.

[Da Song camp, the secondary mission is activated…]

[Secondary mission: kill the generals of the Yuan army-Wuliangha·Ashu…]

[Secondary task: Killing Yuanjun expert-Esoteric Buddhism. Vajrapani Sect. Golden Wheel King…]

[Secondary task: Killing Yuanjun expert-Demon Sect… 】

……

Seeing this information, Orlega instantly knew what tasks the Samsara Artists of the Dayuan side would be.

It’s nothing more than killing the senior leaders of Song Dynasty.

Every time I see these secondary tasks, Orlega feels that this thing is a Must Kill List hunt.

Occasionally, a few missions that are not murder and arson are interspersed.

At this time, another message came.

【Samsara Artist is detected to have conspicuous special features, do I need to cover it? (Only valid for indigenous people)]

[No. 】

Orlega knows very well that this so-called special feature refers to his silver white hair and red eyes.

This kind of appearance is very visible even in the modern style that pays attention to individuality, and walking in the ancient streets is a bit more low-key than wearing a dragon robe.

But Orlega, he hasn’t cared about other people’s eyes in his life, and he doesn’t bother to care about how others think of him.

For him, disguising his race is the limit!

Everyone is impossible. Everyone is impossible. If you don’t accept it, let’s chop!

Holding the idea that Lao Tzu was just like this, he wore a pure white suit and walked out of his room.

Only the moment he showed up, I was shocked by the shop Xiaoer who was passing by with the teapot outside the door!

The shocking feeling is just like seeing an alien suddenly walking on the street.

This style of painting is different!

At that time, I was shocked by the photo of the shop’s second child who was wearing plain linen!

The weird hair color and pupils, as well as the pure white suit and pure white leather shoes, are looks and dresses that the other party has never dreamed of.

For a time, it even lost its ability to think and fell into sluggishness.

Ignoring the other person’s look, Orlega hummed and walked down the stairs.

Someone who is eating noodles is chewing the noodles in his mouth, not waiting for him to swallow it.

In the corner of his eye, he suddenly found a white shadow that was too white, and he turned his head and looked at it subconsciously.

The next second, his chewing movement stopped completely.

In addition to shock, there is still only shock in his eyes.

After more than ten seconds, until he felt a little breathless, he realized that he had forgotten to breathe just now.

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As Orlega walked around, countless people’s quaint world view was immediately hit.

They knew for the first time that humans can grow to be so perfect, and their clothes and shoes can be so white and flawless. They are even fairer than jade stone.

The crowd following Orlega quickly attracted the city guard’s attention.

Not long after, a squad guard in armor and carrying a long sword appeared in front of Orlega.

After seeing Orlega’s appearance and dressing up, the guards were shocked, and they instantly understood why they were together.

After throwing a small piece of gold to a roadside hawker, and taking a candied fruit stick from the other party, Orlega asked the city guards indifferently:

“Is there something?”

The tone is calm and there is no ups and downs, and the look is confident, calm, and calm.

As soon as you open your mouth, there is an unabashed sense of condescending, as if you should be standing on the clouds and looking down at the other person, and now being able to walk on the ground to talk to him is a gift.

There is absolutely no consciousness in making big news by myself.

After all, in his simple thinking, what he does is right.

If something goes wrong, it must be the fault of the world and others.

So, his confidence is too strong!

Facing Orlega’s gaze, Captain suddenly felt as if he was kneeling in the Imperial Palace, accepting Emperor Your Majesty’s scrutiny.

Even this kind of pressure is even worse.

He clearly felt that Orlega’s calm and calm eyes were as casual as he was looking at a small dust when he looked at himself.

It’s far from even contempt.

Captain’s forehead began to sweat, and his calves twitched subconsciously.

He swallowed saliva and said after trembling for a while, forced a humble smile, and said:

“…It’s okay.”

After getting an accurate answer, Orlega didn’t bother to care about him, and went on shopping while wandering around, not taking the crowd following him as if watching aliens as the same thing.

Looking at Orlega drifting away, a certain city guard asked Captain quietly:

“Is this not so good? He is really too suspicious… …”

“You said everything, the other party is too suspicious!

Are the other city guards blind? Will they not be able to tell?”

Captain patted the opponent’s head directly, then turned his head to reprimand all the players:

“A few of us, didn’t see anything!

Do you understand?

This trouble, let others face it!”

Although he doesn’t know what Orlega’s identity is, after thinking about it for a second with his ass, he analyzes it directly. A result.

I can’t afford to offend the other party!

Whether it is judging from the other’s appearance and dressing, or from the other’s undisguised temperament, this is true.

‘I am a guard with no emotions, I don’t see anything…’

After chanting a few times in silence, he took his subordinates to leave. This street.

As if nothing really happened just now.

Don’t dare to care about Orlega at all.

The pressure given by the other party is really too great, I slipped away…