Abyss Demon of the Worlds

  Chapter 98 Killing More Targets

  After the discussion failed.

The leader of the    squad looked at the players who were still poking the ball with their weapons, frowned and said: "Don't play, go to the next target."

   Hearing what he said, the team members who always felt that there was something secret in this group of things in front of them, after some unsuccessful attempts, they had no choice but to shake the dirty things on their weapons and replied, "Okay."

  Then shaking his hand is a dazzling electric light.

   Accompanied by the crackling sound, the group of things and the nearby land were completely destroyed, leaving only a piece of charred wasteland.

  Looking at his movements, the captain nodded in satisfaction, and led the crowd to get up again and head to another light spot.

  No one noticed that the weapon that had pierced the mass of things had a small amount of residue left on it, which was clinging to it.

——

  ‘Seventeen, all of them are demigods. They should carry a large number of targeted props and weapons. It’s a bit tricky...’

Olga, who was riding on a certain monster and wandering around with a few shrimps, after confirming the information of the chasers, still did not have any nervous thoughts, slumped on the back of the mount, and looked very indifferent. After thinking about it, I made a decision: "Let's play peekaboo with them first..."

   Then he took out a packet of dried spicy fish that he bought from someone who looked like Ultraman when he was in the bottomless abyss and ate it.

After chewing for a few mouthfuls, Olga’s mouth bulged slightly, and a little light oozes from the corners of his mouth. He immediately instinctively wanted to spit out the stuff in his mouth, but he felt that the taste was good and could not be wasted, so he chewed again. I swallowed it a few times.

   casually spit out a thick black smoke ring.

Seeing his unwillingness to dissipate for a long time, Olga finally realized why the seller would say that people with insufficient fire resistance should not eat this thing: "Enough! It will explode! There is a feeling of eating nuclear fuel... ...But it tastes good."

   Then, in the view of sharing happiness, he dumped the dried fish remaining in the bag into the mouth of the mount under him.

   "Buzzing!!!"

  A whole bag of small fish is dried.

The mount that looked like a rooster, the cockscomb on its head immediately gave out bursts of black smoke, and then reverberated with a sound similar to the roar of an engine, and the two paws under its feet also ran out like a dazzling step. The phantom, running speed directly rises in a straight line.

  Amidst a scene of dust and sparks in the chrysanthemum area, it ran out of the fastest speed in its life like a potion, making the hearts of the many demigods chasing extremely angry.

  I thought that Olga was afraid of himself and others, and was fleeing in panic.

  No one guessed that he was just too busy and wanted to play peekaboo.

——

  A few days later, inside the line of defense.

  Henry was so worried that his hair was white, and he was extremely anxious when he watched the report in his hand showing the daily deterioration of the city's conditions.

   After rubbing his temples, he asked the adjutant next to him: "Kray and they still have no news?"

  Clay, that is, the captain of the team responsible for hunting down Olga.

  For them, Henry can be regarded as giving high hopes.

   even equipped them with a full set of high-level magic props at the expense of bleeding.

   But his expectations obviously have not been responded to, and there has been no movement for several days.

  This made Henry Moore feel upset.

   After a while of silence, his adjutant said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Actually, Lord Kray, they have passed on news not long ago..."

  Henry was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "What is it!"

  Looking at his expectant eyes, the adjutant licked his lips and described the content of the message in a relatively tactful way.

  "It basically means that the opponent possesses the ability similar to a clone, constantly inducing them to go to the wrong direction, so the real body has never been able to find the target, not to mention, it has also provoked a lot of hidden monsters, and is now exhausted..."

"boom!"

  Under Henry Moore's annoyed slap, his metal desk was directly printed with two palm prints.

   "Crap...let them hurry up, now it's the last moment!"

  Henry Moore wanted to scold his mother very much, but due to the identity of the other party's demigod, he swallowed the words back and changed to a relatively polite urging.

"Yes!"

   Feeling the anger hidden in his words, the adjutant did not dare to say much, so he quickly took his orders.

   Although his face was rigorous, he also knew that this kind of urging would not be of any use.

  According to the news sent back by Clay and others not long ago, their current situation is not optimistic. There are hordes of monsters behind them who are pursuing desperately, and there is no time to rest.

  In this case, no matter how urging is, it’s no use...

  And the facts are exactly as he thought. At this moment, the hunting team is in the process of being hunted down, and there are tens of thousands of monsters following them.

  And the compass in their hands, there are thousands of light points are flashing, flashing and flashing like the sky full of stars, watching everyone's hearts cool.

  ‘What’s wrong with this? ’

  Not only the team members are thinking about this issue, but Clay, as the captain, is also thinking about it.

  Since they caught up with the target a few days ago and spent a lot of effort to frustrate them, they found a strange problem.

  The goal on the compass is to kill more and more. One kills two, and two kills four. It's like weeds, it's not clean at all.

  From the initial surprise, to the numbness now, they have no idea how many times they have killed Olga.

  According to one day, they probably can kill a whole year.

  For this kind of thing, they are not happy, but feel humiliated.

   Regardless of whether they admit it or not, they all have the feeling of being walked by a dog.

  This is extremely uncomfortable for them, who are demigods and feared by others...

——

   Squatting in a crypt.

  Eating barbecue and watching the fighting scenes revealed by the projection spell, Olga happily exclaimed: "Pretty! It's this left uppercut!"

In the past few days, he has been squatting here and constantly projecting the avatar and Clay and others for fun. Anyway, the aura that is responsible for guiding the direction on their compass was deliberately made by him for intercepting the group of wizards, so He knew exactly where it pointed, and it was even easier to make small movements.

  At this moment, seeing the rise, he still didn't forget to turn over the giant roast chicken on the grill, after all, the heat was well controlled.

  This monster, under the premise of being defeated, reluctantly followed him as a mount for a few days, and was fed with dried fish every day to supplement his nutrition.

  Originally, he was not a demon without a conscience. He wanted to use it up and let it go. After all, there was no credit and hard work.

   But after another thought, after feeding the dried fish for a few days, it might have been marinated for a long time!

  Is it a pity not to eat it?

  So he immediately became a demon with no conscience, and decided to settle his conscience back after eating and become a demon with a conscience.

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