By touching the other party, after obtaining the technology invested by Grieg.
When Olga walked in the street, he immediately felt that the devil was full of sunshine. Walking in the wide streets of the city, he felt that his waist was not painful and his legs were not sour. Killing a few passers-by would be as easy and enjoyable as playing.
But soon.
Looking at the passers-by a who are mostly only waist high around him, he immediately felt like he was in the dwarf country. Due to the angle problem, he even wanted to kick them.
After thinking about it, he shrunk his height and maintained it at about two meters.
It's neither tall nor short.
Looked around and said, "well, it's better to be at this height."
Olga didn't know what the physical development of other demons was. From his birth to now, basically, the larger the body, the stronger the strength. It should be no problem to mix a height of hundreds of meters in the future.
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Before long, a notice pasted around the street caught his attention.
[war announcement: noble demon lord, master of lava wasteland, Lord karto! Now you are engaged in a plane war with the spirit world, ready to sink the plane and pull it into the embrace of the will of the great abyss. Therefore, we sincerely invite wild demons to invade the world and expand the space channel. We provide coordinates and transmission. You only need to pay 30% of your profits from this war Or 10 souls at the same level (the latter option is delivered to the soul first and then transmitted)!]
After reading it, he touched his chin. Olga thought the deal seemed good.
This cross-border transmission of forced admission has no obligation to limit because it is not called by others.
Moreover, in this war, demon lords withstood the greatest pressure in the world. They, the wild demons responsible for soy sauce, also had a chance to show their skills at will and didn't need to hide in the corner.
The strong indigenous people in different worlds and the world's oppressive power are the most boring things for creatures like demons, and the natural pressure is greatly reduced when big men pull hatred.
Pay 30% of their war gains.
This option is excluded directly!
As a demon who wants to do big business, he can't accept such terms, but ten souls of the same level can. Anyway, most of the existence of the same level are waste in his eyes. Olga is confident to fight ten with one hand.
But there is another problem to consider. It can let a demon lord who rules an abyss pull the position of wild foreign aid. Olga thought with his ass and understood that the strong must be like clouds. If his demon Legion was not killed and injured in the invasion, this kind of thing would never allow wild demons to intervene. After all, fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields and can enjoy his own interests, There is no reason to bargain with outsiders.
"Are you going..."
Some of his choice difficulties plunged him into thinking.
After some careful consideration, he chose a more traditional and scientific way to guess odd and even numbers!
Odd numbers go, even numbers don't go.
Reach out and grab it at will, and directly catch the loving people passing by.
The other party is about two meters tall, with a squid like head on his head and two pairs of colored chicken wings behind him.
Although the two looked about the same height at this time, Olga, holding each other's neck, had an inexplicable bearing, just like holding a chick.
In the face of this sudden situation, the other party, as an abyss creature, naturally tries to resist.
The result is a natural egg.
With only one tenth of his strength, Olga almost squeezed his neck into sauce and separated his head and body.
So the other party wisely gave up the meaningless struggle and burst out a very sincere smile on his face.
"What can I do for you?"
He can bend and stretch and save the dog's life. Rather die than surrender, frustrate the bones and ashes,
Steady!
Ignoring the urge of the other party to pee, Olga asked him seriously, "how many teeth do you have?"
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Facing this unexpected problem that he had never thought about, the other party was stunned and fell into silence.
"I seem to have three layers of teeth. How many teeth are there in each layer..."
In the life cycle of hundreds of years, he paid attention to this problem for the first time.
Just when he wanted to count, Olga was not happy to see that the other party had to think about such a simple problem.
Aim at his face and give him a slap.
"Pa!"
In the clear slap of the ear, the teeth in the other party's mouth were like scattered flowers, and all that was not left were beaten away.
The teeth were still flying in mid air, and Olga had counted them all before they landed.
"Singular, go."
After getting the answer, Olga was satisfied.
He threw away the one-time puzzle guessing supplies in his hand. Olga ignored the idea of shadow area geometry in each other's heart, and walked easily to the devil recruitment office pointed out in the notice.
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Recruitment office.
Wipe the blood in your hands and push open the door.
Olga's eyes were broken limbs and arms and all kinds of fluids that should be blood.
In the center of the room, a fat man full of strange pus is sitting next to a big table and eating a barbecue.
Looking at this scene, Olga raised his eyebrows slightly.
Pick up several broken bones from the ground at will, splice them into a chair by hand, bring them to the table and sit down at will.
He then said to the other party who was still eating barbecue, "I want to participate in this plane war."
The other party threw him an eye without raising his head; "Take this thing. When you want to enter, just activate it directly. It will take you to the position of the transmission array."
While talking and eating, the appetite is excellent.
After receiving the eyeball and roughly sensing it, I found that it was an abyss contract and simple transmission props.
Anyone who signs the above contract can have the permission to activate transmission.
When he found that Olga was reading the terms, the fat boy didn't care much. He handed Olga a barbecue: "have you eaten? Do you want to eat two?"
Recognizing that it was a piece of charcoal roasted large intestine, Olga politely refused immediately: "no, thank you."
After all, there is Xiang above. He is true and can't speak.
In the face of his refusal, fat boy didn't care. He took back the thing and sighed sadly: "I don't know how to enjoy it. I don't eat this delicious food!"
Then he impolitely stuffed it into his mouth and his face was full of intoxication.
"Farewell..."
In the face of this strong shit, although Olga admired it in his heart, he still didn't dare to look directly at it, and decided to let him score three points in the future.
Fat boy still doesn't care about Olga's departure, but he still eats and drinks there.
Anyway, the task given to him by the leader is only to eliminate the weak. After all, the demons with too weak strength are meaningless. The Legion is everywhere, dying in batches.
And Olga, a demon with good strength and can bring trouble to the other party, is the candidate they expect.