Chapter 932

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By the side of fate.

[death] after watching his eldest brother communicate with Olga casually.

The look of approval.

While some don't understand.

Her left hand.

In the pocket of his leather coat, he found a pack of cigarettes with a little 1980s style.

After randomly pulling out a cigarette from it.

She lit her own fire.

He smoked happily in front of Olga.

As the embodiment of death.

She likes cigarettes and all kinds of similar products very much.

Because the other party will not only let others die in advance, but also let others walk more comfortably.

Of course, tuberculosis, lung cancer... And other things, the pain caused by illness can't be counted.

Smoking a cigarette, let [fate] chat with Olga for a while.

Until you finish smoking the cigarette in your hand.

[death] he leaned back on the chair, looked at the bloody door that was still open, and said his first sentence.

"Why don't the other guys come in?"

"Are you timid?"

As far as she knows.

How can there be more than a dozen guys who will come to join the fun.

However, until now, there are only three of them.

Face her doubts.

With a slight hook on the index finger of Olga's left hand, the pack of cigarettes on [death] immediately flew out of a cigarette and was sandwiched between his two fingers.

After gently biting it.

He kneaded the cigarette end with two fingers.

The cigarette was lit.

Then, in the face of death, Olga spit out smoke rings one by one.

It's like spitting bubbles.

Finish this.

He was in each other's slightly uncomfortable eyes.

Slowly replied:

"It's not that they are timid."

"In fact, there are still many brave guys."

"So, in order to make the communication more convenient, I directly processed the incoming people in batches."

"In this way, you will see me with whom you come in."

After Olga told the truth.

[death] looking at every corner of the surrounding space-time, I still can't see any overlap.

Even if some capabilities are used, nothing is achieved.

Finally, she could only shake her head helplessly.

"I see. Do you divide this dimension into different independent areas?"

After taking a cigarette, Olga shrugged and said:

"Yes, after all, you'd better not see some visitors..."

Hear that.

Death, which was not interested in other visitors, was also a problem in his head.

I don't quite understand who the so-called visitor in Olga's mouth refers to.

So he guessed:

"Is it [Lucifer] the pretentious guy? Or [desire] the troublemaker?"

[Lucifer], the other party wore a [ferocious beast] vest some time ago and claimed to be comparable to [God]. Therefore, he also did stupid things in many places.

[death] once mocked the other party face to face.

As for desire, as a member of the endless family, that guy likes to make trouble, and death beat each other not long ago.

Therefore, if those two guys also entered the crimson dimension, it is understandable that Olga separated them to entertain.

But Olga only replied with a plain face:

"In fact, those two are indeed in the crimson dimension, but what I call existence is not the two."

"But some of your strangers."

this moment.

If you put the perspective inside the whole crimson dimension.

You can see that the internal space here has been divided into an uncountable number of areas after various stretching and segmentation.

The area where [death] and [destiny] are now.

Just one of them.

The Olga they face is only one of the countless divided will projections.

In another area.

There are even [death] and [destiny] from different [DC world], and even other [endless family] members.

As for the stranger of the other party referred to by Olga.

It refers to those guys from other [world systems].

For example, from [Marvel world system], the [life court] with golden glow and three faces on its head, the other party is negotiating with Olga about whether he can stop making trouble later.

Because the tone of the other party is very business.

To tell the truth, Olga found the other party a little boring.

However, in contrast, there are some interesting visitors.

For example, a small [world system] from other countries.

A strange old man who took his grandson here for sightseeing because he detected strange temporal and spatial fluctuations.

The other party looked drunk and drooling at the corners of his mouth.

Although not very good in individual strength.

But the old man named Rick is very good in technology and interesting. Therefore, Olga is also very boring and talks about some things with the other party.

You can't do without disliking each other's individual strength.

tell the truth.

He likes this confused, crazy and interesting guy.

No extra contact is required.

Olga can smell the confusion and pain of each other.

A talented madman?

It's really good