Abyss Demon of All Realms

bright sun and a gentle breeze.

A true portrayal of today’s weather.

After Orlega wandered around the city, he roughly understood the layout and general development of the city’s architectural planning.

This is a city with a level of civilization similar to that of Earth in the Western Middle Ages but more advanced than that.

At the very least, the health condition is much better than that of the Western Middle Ages.

There is no feces that can be seen everywhere on the roadside and people who dump feces everywhere.

Moreover, smelting metal is not difficult here, even civilians can afford all kinds of conventional ironware.

However, Orlega doesn’t care much about people’s livelihood.

The thing he is more interested in now is a remote and dark alley.

Among them, you can vaguely see some silhouettes of different heights gathering, and they are likely to be members of some local gangs.

The impoverished Orlega needs the help of this group of friendly sponsors!

After confirming the goal.

When passing by a fruit stall, Orlega took advantage of the fact that the thief did not go empty, taking advantage of the stall owner’s care, grabbed a piece of fruit, and while gnawing contentedly, he headed towards the alley. Walked in.

With his swaggering approach.

The members of those powerful groups in the local society soon realized that something was wrong.

A sturdy middle-aged male Kou looked at the situation for a while and confirmed that Orlega was really aiming at himself and the others. He browsed slightly wrinkle and asked:

“Who are you?”

For this, Orlega didn’t answer and so on, it was just a punch.

Before other people could react, he put it down neatly.

However, I quickly reacted to the convenience.

“Asshole! What do you want to do?”

While angering, Wu De plentifully drew out the weapons he carried with him!

Intention and Orlega sign gestures.

For this, after Orlega cleared his throat calmly, a strange sound wave emanated from his mouth.

All the people who heard it could not help showing a little trance between their expressions, and the weapon that was originally held high also felt weak…

A few minutes later.

Orlega, who has completed the work of hypnosis and spiritual suggestion, throws away the pit in his hand, and the face of as it should be by rights orders to the newly recruited horses:

“From now on, you are my lackeys. Making money for me is your first task. The second task is to introduce a rich and powerful ordinary person to me as a lackey. The more the better…”

That’s it.

Under the MLM strategy of pulling people as dogs.

The mortals who couldn’t resist mental manipulation immediately fell in large numbers, and Orlega soon secretly integrated a large force.

Although someone was alertly aware that something was wrong on the way.

But under Orlega’s powerful Iron Fist, they could only leave the game without help.

Under the filial piety of each running dog, although there is nothing to cherish too much.

But all kinds of resources were forced to be supplied to Orlega’s place like a tide, providing him with the basic conditions for manual DIY equipment.

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After a few months.

In a basement filled with strong blood.

Orlega is wading on a bed, using external tools to perform unclenching surgery for herself.

The main purpose of this round of surgery is to engrave various surgical procedures on one’s own heart.

By the way, he also optimized the rest of the organs to make them have better functions.

At the moment, because Orlega is operating on her own, there is no such thing as anesthetics.

Fortunately, Orlega is completely an automatic exemption for this insignificant feeling.

He who is in control of [Pain Power] has long been accustomed to various body and soul pains.

The painful sensation right now does not even count the sprinkling of water.

Even if he pours sulfuric acid into his brain, he will not feel any discomfort.

More than ten minutes have passed.

After dealing with all the problems, Orlega was directly restored to the healthiest state under his superb surgical suture and auxiliary spell.

The expressions are extremely calm, not to mention that on the white skin that was originally opened, there was not even a slight scar left, just as perfect as a flawless white jade.

After adapting to the results of his own transformation for a while, under Orlega’s will, a red book about forty centimeters in length, 20 centimeters in width, and ten centimeters in thickness automatically floated from the side. Beside him.

On the cover of the book, among countless [Death Tribulation Flowers] lines, there is a line of text written in a twisted abyss—[Crimson Book].

Under the pollution of information, ordinary people only need to look at it a few more times, and they will enter a crazy state!

And this book is Orlega’s main effort in the past few months.

A large part of the previous surgery was to completely link this book with this body.

With Orlega’s thoughts, the [Crimson Book] automatically opened a page of content.

Like a special transistor on a mechanical device, all of them are red mesh lines similar to energy lines, and the convergence of those lines is a number of things similar to card slots. Inlaid with something similar to cards…

At this time.

The door of the basement suddenly burst open under the impact of huge force.

In the dust.

Several tall silhouettes walked in with an alert look.

The guy surrounded by it, when he saw Orlega, who was reading a book and was not disturbed by the explosion at all, he immediately changed his look and shouted in panic:

He! Everything is the ghost of him!”

For Orlega, the terrible guy who has mastered the entire city in just a few months and plundered all his power, he It is both scared and hated!

Among them, what makes him most lingering is that if it weren’t for the family treasures to play a role, he might not realize that he has been controlled by others…

The fear, a lion warrior carrying a heavy sword and looking a bit like a human lion on the outside, looked serious and comforted: “City Lord, don’t panic, we will take care of him.”

Of course, be that as it may, facing a conjurer who can control at least thousands of people at the same time, he didn’t dare to underestimate him, so he slowly encircled Orlega with his teammates.

I didn’t care about their communication and actions.

Orlega took out a red ring from a certain page of the [Crimson Book] and put it on her hand.

next moment.

The countless lines engraved on the ring automatically light up, and then a gorgeous arm armor appears on Orlega’s hand.

Following Orlega’s idea, a crescent-shaped metal extension quickly extended from the arm armor.

It is about thirty centimeters long, and the whole body is shining with a faint bloody brilliance, and there are twelve card slots carved by special gems evenly distributed on it.

Even if you don’t understand what it is, it will make you feel like it was inexplicably high-end last time!