It doesn't matter what the other demons are going to do.

Orga, who was not very interested in their minds, opened her wings directly after breaking away from the large army.

With a strong fan, in the roar like a thunderstorm, the body turned into a streamer and disappeared in place with the wind at high speed.

Just now, due to the speed of the teleportation technique, he didn't see the nearby geography clearly at all.

He needed to survey the area in general.

After flying some distance, he could clearly see that a large number of ditches and craters began to appear on the ground, and even some buildings that had been almost completely destroyed, leaving only a little foundation.

After advancing some distance, in a huge charred ruin, he even saw the broken walls of the city sporadically.

In terms of outline, it should be the site of a castle, but it has been almost completely flattened, and the internal buildings are basically like fragments.

After estimating the size of the ruins and how big the perimeter of the city was, he had a rough answer in his mind:

'Looks like this used to be a good city......

His suspicions were confirmed by what he found in the center of the ruins, a huge tower made of hundreds of thousands of skulls piled up and poured out of steel, on which he clearly saw countless blasphemous words carved in demonic language.

The praise of the bottomless abyss and the curse of all life permeate every inch of its surface, giving it an inexplicable sense of strangeness, and the mere mere standing there can make ordinary people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

'Pollution Ritual ......'

Stepping on the top of the giant tower, he carefully looked at the various residual traces around him, and he had a judgment in his heart.

This ritual is also very simple, and it is basically one of the necessary skills of abyssal creatures.

By constantly massacring indigenous creatures on a large scale, turning their souls and flesh into poison and curses into the world that nurtures them, they can achieve the effect of polluting and degrading the nearby space, creating a home field advantage for themselves to restore their strength.

Olga could, but never used it.

Because the technique is too troublesome, and the target is too obvious, it is basically used to fight in ten directions.

Unless there is absolute power to flatten the whole world, he doesn't like to be so arrogant, after all, it's not good to be slapped in the face.

Statistically, this thing is one of the main reasons why most demons will hit the streets.

Use it, you will be besieged.

No, the strength will be greatly weakened again.

It's a dilemma.

Comparatively speaking, in order to avoid this situation, the [Plague-Death Flower] specially developed by him was far more convenient than the [Pollution Ritual].

It's fast, doesn't require any preconditions, and doesn't cause any big movements, just consumes a little mana.

'No soul can ......'

Standing at the top of the tower and searching, Olga confirmed that there was not a single living hole nearby.

He was a little hesitant to kill the two demons who had come to this world relatively early to get the necessary information.

After thinking about it, he decided to try out an idea from a short time ago.

[Innate Ability: Pain-Torment] is activated.

Covers a giant tower built for this skull.

At this moment, these souls in the skull have long since turned into a source of pollution and integrated into the world, he has no object to torture, but his purpose is not to torture anyone, but to absorb the pain fluctuations they emit.

It was the fluctuation of curses and resentments left behind by these natives when they were killed by the creatures of the abyss, carrying all the suffering they had suffered.

For others, it can only be used as a negative energy, but for Orga, who has some of the power of pain, it is like a vaguely perceptible message.

What he wanted to try now was whether he could read the residual memories of those fluctuating masters.

With the use of his natural ability, the giant tower under his feet turned into another image in his eyes, like a huge distorted object, releasing some kind of special wave to the surroundings at all times, and that was the hatred left by the owner of those skulls after death.

From it, Olga smelled the pain extremely strong, as if countless voices were telling him about his suffering, trying to inflict her pain on him......

The corners of Orga's mouth couldn't help but smile, it was a feeling he was very familiar with, and he had the same experience when his innate ability evolved.

All kinds of chaotic memory fragments are mixed in and constantly read by him, and they are constantly spliced together by him.

Although each memory was scattered, the large number of fragments allowed him to complete the information of this world.

He didn't wait long for him to be happy, and after a moment of experience, his brow began to wrinkle.

"Hiss......"

Soon after, as he gasped, Olga hurriedly interrupted the natural ability.

He scolded in a low voice: "I hit your lungs, it hurts a little......"

Because the strength was not well controlled, the pain suffered by hundreds of thousands of people before death continued to come over one after another, and Olga was a little unable to withstand it.

Thanks to the encounter every time he advanced, he thought that his tolerance for pain was absolutely amazing, and he was able to peel off his skin with his own hands without shaking on the premise of retaining the sense of pain, but hundreds of thousands of pains came up at the same time, and he still directly experienced an unprecedented feeling......

He could clearly feel that the muscles in his body were spasming, which was a part of the pain residue caused by tens of thousands of people being eaten by various monsters when they were alive, and ordinary people could fall into brain death in a second, so he was able to remain calm only after he was experienced.

But even so, he still felt that his body was a little numb, which was a slight sequelae of excessive pain, and the nervous system began to paralyze the reaction.

Although this attempt was not very successful, it also made him understand that his general idea was not wrong, although the little memories he gained in this kind of place were not of much use, it could only be regarded as saving a little time, but if the same method was used in a place where every inch of land in the bottomless abyss had died countless lives, the effect would be absolutely outstanding!

If you can't guarantee it, you'll be able to get some hidden knowledge and information.

Although the message of pain in that place was too strong, he might not be able to withstand it at all now.

But when his strength reaches the level of [Great Demon] or [Demon Lord], and his strength and talent have been transformed, then in the bottomless abyss, those places where countless lives have died, will become his large private library, and he will read the information at will, providing a great degree of convenience for his future accumulation, which is equivalent to countless dead people supporting him, and he has to pick up a handful of wool after he has been dead for I don't know how many years.