Chapter 653

How's Olga?

In fact, it's barely OK.

It doesn't matter whether it's gentle or not.

Different from ordinary abyss demons, they are basically all grumpy brothers.

He hardly ever gets angry.

Nor will he exclude others from reasoning with him.

Anyway, he doesn't care what he says. What he should do is what he should do. It goes in the left ear and out the right ear.

In terms of killing.

He just looks at his mood and interests.

Happy mood?

Kill a few to celebrate.

in bad mood?

Kill a few to celebrate.

have good prospects of gain?

Kill a few.

After all, a little is a little.

Unprofitable?

Kill a few.

After all, everyone comes. Kill if you can.

In short, act according to fate.

Fate came and hit him.

Then you're unlucky!

At present, Olga was in a slightly bad mood and unhappy for a short moment because of MeVis's words that were a little confused about the positioning.

In his eyes, as a toy, you have to have your own consciousness.

When you let the maid sit and eat, she asks to be the hostess.

Will this work?

Sometimes, of course.

There are many stories and situations about flying to the branches and becoming a Phoenix.

However, this requires a premise, that is, the male host thinks you are equal or relatively equal with him!

However, this condition does not hold at the moment.

For Olga, in addition to being strong enough to communicate with him on an equal footing and even look down on him as a matter of course.

Only Glenn, Alison, filla, Elsa, Coria and Kayla have an equal relationship with him!

And Mayweather is obviously not among them.

So.

From the beginning, she was not qualified to say what she just said.

However, fortunately, Olga is in a good mood today, and MeVis really has that ability.

Otherwise.

She, the newly promoted demon God, had to die in situ before she felt anything.

That's a pity!

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In the room.

With the look on Mayweather's face, she regained her composure.

Not long.

The door of the room opened slowly again under Olga's will.

A figure came into the room from the outside.

The intruder was no other existence, but uiragus, who had narrowly escaped from MeVis before.

He is now.

Although I had already used my own mana to repair my appearance before I came in.

But the feeling of the lost dog in his look still deeply remained in his eyes and expression.

Obviously, the advanced failure is a great blow to him!

However, as soon as he came in, he saw MeVis who was massaging Olga and trying to please each other.

At this moment, his expression immediately froze.

I recall again that I was only a little less able to achieve the advanced level

I'm so angry that I want to vomit blood!

But soon.

Relying on his good psychological quality, his look returned to normal again.

Only a trace of hatred for MeVis remained in the bottom of my eyes.

In the face of his eyes, although Mayweather felt it, she didn't care at all.

Just glanced at him contemptuously and didn't look much.

Just now, if wuiragus didn't run fast and she didn't bother to chase, the other party would have been cold!

Just an incompetent loser.

There's not much value for her to remember.

At present, although she is only a defective product in Olga's eyes, there is no problem hitting 100 uirags with one hand.

Feel the heartfelt indifference in the other party's eyes. Although uiragus is unwilling to show it in his heart, he is completely afraid to show it after all.

strength.

This is the absolute standard to measure status in [endless storm territory]!

Although he is the director appointed by Olga, he has a lot of power.

But the gold content of status, relative to a [demon God], is just like that.

It's good to say that if you don't provoke, you deserve to be killed by the other party.

He had no doubt that his backer, Olga, would be too lazy to take a look at his thoughts.

Therefore, wuiragus is not so high and powerful at all. At most, it is not enough to compare with the top and the bottom.

Even though his heart was burning with anger, he could only report calmly to Olga:

"Lord Olga, after the catalysis of [killing ceremony], although the number of high-level strong people is much more than before, the demons and elemental creatures at the middle and lower levels are almost dead now... Do we need to rest?"

In words.

It's all about loyalty.

Even if the world is a typical strong man, the middle and lower classes live like leeks and have no role in controlling the war situation, but their existence is the guarantee of the fresh blood of the whole population.

Once it is completely dead, no matter how strong the upper strength of the whole population is, it will inevitably enter the overall decline state.

In this regard, even if they don't care about the demons of the world, what kind of eggs can they mix in the future.

However, in view of the need for them to act as tools, Olga naturally did not oppose uiragus's proposal and casually confirmed:

"Yes.

But in the future, the [killing ceremony] will be started every five years for three months. "

Five years?

Hear Olga's words.

Uiragus immediately felt a little embarrassed.

Just five years.

It is obviously not long for the [endless storm territory] with extremely serious internal friction at present.

It's even short!

He doubted whether this time would restore the vitality of the whole ethnic group by 1%.

Therefore, after opening his mouth awkwardly, he wanted to say a few words again with the intention of explaining to Olga that this time was completely out of the question.

But as if he knew what he thought.

Before he speaks.

Olga looked calm and stretched out a finger.

The next moment.

A blood cell.

In the winding of countless black Qi, it condenses silently on his fingertips.

With Olga, this move of unknown significance.

In the room, all the demons instinctively felt a sense of comfort.

It was as if they had not been born in the past and were still wrapped in black mana eggs.

It's like babies exist in their mother's womb

Safety, peace of mind, no distress

The whole world seems to welcome them to join

For a while.

Even if their hands are full of blood, they still can't help indulging in it.

Only meiweisi, who had been successfully promoted to [demon God], relied on her own strength and looked shocked, and forcibly got rid of the feeling that people couldn't help but want to indulge forever.

With lingering fear, he looked at the blood cell at Olga's fingertip