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Chapter 90 Jarlot

   didn't care what the other person was thinking.

   lowered his head and glanced at the blood on his breastplate.

  Or Hujia helplessly shook his head.

  It's not that he was injured, but that the opponent beat him too hard and he beat himself to blood...

  'It seems that the defense power has improved a lot, otherwise, even if there is magical protection, it should not be so hard. '

  It can be said that the opponent's blow, he felt nothing except a little vibration, and he didn't even bother to move his footsteps.

  Looking at the other person's somewhat unwilling look, Olga asked kindly: "Would you like another move?"

   Facing his question, Jarlot seemed to have suffered a humiliation, his eyes became more and more annoyed, and he shouted excitedly: "Really!"

   Then he couldn't wait to fly over again, using his twelve percent strength in his hand!

  For this attack, Orr's expression remained unchanged, standing quietly in the air.

When the attack was about to hit him, his right foot was as fast as lightning, turning into an afterimage and accurately hitting Jarlot's cheek with an expression of disbelief, kicking him hundreds of meters away. , And make it plunge into the ground as quickly as a meteor.

With his face calmly retracted, Olga looked at the broken teeth of the other party that hadn't fallen from mid-air, and whispered, "Everyone is an honest person who is a demon. Of course, this is Fake, how could Lao Tzu let you do another trick, really thinking that I'm not doing charity."

  Then his figure disappeared in place, appearing on the big pit that Jarlot smashed, and it was a fiery **** inflammation with his hand.

   "Boom!"

  Along with flames tens of meters high escaping from the pit, Jarlot flew out and stopped trying to pretend to be dead.

  Looking at him as his vitality didn't decrease much, and his teeth grew out quickly, Olga was not surprised.

  The opponent's strength is definitely not weak, and it should also belong to the stronger type among the upper demons!

  At least the recent Orlega and him singled out, even if they could win, it would not be easy. If they were compared horizontally, they were at least much better than the dark elf demigod who didn't know what his name was.

  This also has a lot to do with the living environment of both parties. After all, the world is too peaceful.

  Even now, it is incomparable to the bottomless abyss where meteor showers often drop people in the sky!

  In Olga's hometown, killing and setting fire is like eating and drinking water, which is a very daily behavior.

  Killing, from the first day of birth, has been accompanied by abyssal creatures. Demons who can survive in this situation have a combat experience far not comparable to the natives of other planes.

  A random inferior demon can survive only by stepping on tens of thousands of corpses of the same kind.

  In this state, coupled with the inherent memory of inheritance, in fact, ninety-nine percent of the powerhouses of the same rank can't beat this group of abyssal creatures.

The natives of this plane are now able to block them with the abyss creatures of the same tier. In addition to the establishment of defense lines and the mutual help of various races, the biggest reason is the suppression of this world. Force, dragging the abyss creatures' hind legs at all times, constantly pulling down their horizontal line.

  This is also the reason why many monsters try to expand the contaminated land!

  In the absence of external forces, this group of indigenous people is not a big problem at all.

  While killing each other and attacking by the way, they can also be solved.

   Both yearning and despising, this is the true inner portrayal of most of the abyssal creatures for the natives of the alien plane.

  In their view, these weak creatures have little value other than being nourishment.

  At this moment, looking at Olga, who was looking at him, Jarlot, who felt that he had been tricked, flashed a bit of sullenness in his eyes, and did not say any more nonsense.

  The muscles all over his body suddenly violently violently squirmed in a squirming movement, and his figure was directly bigger.

  The blood vessels in the body also began to continuously accelerate the speed of blood flow.

  This is his natural ability, which can greatly improve the physical fitness of the body.

  Also, Olga didn't stop him, and he watched the other party BUFF him quietly, and even smiled involuntarily from the corners of his mouth.

  Because it is so much more interesting, can we test more things...

  With the two disappearing in place in a rapid speed.

   "Boom!"

  A huge crash sound appeared in the air.

  And the two of them are in the center of the collision sound!

  At this moment, their fists are colliding together.

   "Crack..."

   Jarlot clearly heard that his hand bones were slowly cracking, but now he was too lazy to care about this kind of thing anymore, and the other hand shot out without mercy, and hit Olga.

  In this regard, Olga also showed no weakness, and also stretched out his other hand to fight back.

  The frantic pair of punches began.

   "Boom..."

In the blink of an eye, the two slammed hundreds of punches. The high-speed movement of fists kept leaving phantoms around them, making them look like they each had hundreds of arms, and the surrounding air was here. Under a series of high-speed impacts, it was quickly squeezed by a large number of translucent shock waves. A vacuum area was punched out by the two of them with their fists, and at the junction of their fists, a wave of high temperature was being stricken by the violent impact. When released, the surrounding temperature keeps rising, making people feel like they are in a stove.

  Several seconds later.

   "Puff!"

  Along with the increasing number of scars on his arm, Jarlot's hands are like broken building blocks, with scales falling constantly!

In the end, the bones of both arms were completely broken, and the two arms were smashed into pieces by Olga's fist, and then with a crazy smile, he was hit in the head with a punch, and there was no resistance. Was beaten into a cloud of blood.

  After the opponent's corpse fell, Olga raised his hand, looked at the small cracks on it that were repairing itself, and commented: "It's really strong!"

   Then he sprinkled a flame and burned his body completely, which is considered to have reserved a little decent for the other party.

——

  In the same amount.

  1 point of mana of oneself is worth 17 points of the opponent.

  This is the data determined by Olga in the attack just now.

   And the quality of the opponent's magic power, in his observation, should be similar to his not long ago.

From the data point of view, his current magical power quality is slightly higher than that of divine power, but this kind of thing is usually not very reliable, because the source of those divine powers is only a divine weapon, and there is no master with sufficient strength to manipulate it, who knows it How powerful it can be.

   But even so, it also shows that the existence below the gods, even if the artifact is carried, may not be able to pass him.

  Furthermore, in addition to this most basic change in the nature of power, Olga also awakened another natural ability.

  [The evil spirit is not dead: hatred, resentment, greed, pain...All evil thoughts will give you strength, any observation of your existence will be polluted, and as long as there are enough evil thoughts around, you can quickly recover from any injury. ]

  Generation and generation of gods, he feels that he can do it again!

  　Thank you: 100 starting coins for turning around in life!

  (End of this chapter)