Abyss Demon of All Realms

Although I don't know much about the system here, many things can be understood with just a glance.

'One is weaker than the other, there is no strong one at all...'

After confirming that there were some rubbish nearby, his will directly drilled out of the imprint, and began to act alone in a form that others could not observe.

Looking at the busy medical staff and the weak who were screaming, Olsaga waved his fingers calmly, directly intensifying the painful effect on them, killing them all.

Then, ignoring those medical staff who were in a hurry because they found that the patients had died, they took away the souls of those patients and began to read their memories.

As staff members of the special department, these guys have the information Orshaga needs.

Not long after, he had some understanding in his heart: "Is that so... It seems that the guy before him really had a one-sided understanding of this country..."

The guy he was talking about was Gru.

In Gru's eyes, the Lal Empire is not strong, it is just an ordinary interstellar empire, its territory barely reaches one-fifth of a star system, and it has a territory with a diameter of [-] light-years. in millions.

And through these members of the Strategic Information Collection Department, Orshaga has a clearer understanding of the composition of the Lal Empire.

Although they are not very strong, they are responsible for handling confidential information, but their knowledge is far beyond that of Gru's wild way.

Their contributions, combined with the memory obtained from Rayaglen, allowed Orsaga to quickly complete most of the information in this world.

However, the information he can now obtain is far more than that.

Walking in front of the intelligent optical computer, Olshaga casually stretched out his hand, and he entered the permission code of a certain staff member.

The strategic information collection department, and even the databases of other departments, opened the door to him,

Countless information was read by him at an extremely fast speed.

All of a sudden, the various screens in the room began to flicker rapidly.

As for the other people present, because the visual range was modified by Orshaka's consciousness, they couldn't see the abnormality even if they were close at hand.

Just get busy rescuing those who are injured.

After a few minutes, he withdrew his thoughts, walked through the wall calmly, and left here:

'Are there four powerhouses of the sixth energy level...

But according to the ability system of this world, they are just ordinary races, and they should be much weaker than Raya Glenn, a [super dangerous species]...'

After he left, not long after, an emergency call was connected by the supervisor who was receiving treatment.

The other party roared angrily: "What the hell are you doing! Why did so many employees die? And a lot of internal information was used?"

"?"

He understood the first question, but he didn't understand the second question.

So he turned his head, looked at the normal workbench, and asked:

"What is calling a lot of internal data?"

Chapter 199: Old Business

No supervisor full of question marks.

At this time, Olshaga had wandered out of the building belonging to the Strategic Information Collection Department.

The obstacles, defensive equipment, and security personnel along the way didn't even have the ability to perceive or hinder him.

Standing on the carefully decorated steps at the entrance of the building, Orshaga raised her head and glanced at the stars in the sky.

That thing was supposed to be in the shape of a big fireball, but now it is covered with various advertising screens.

It looks like a giant spherical light screen.

As early as 10 years ago.

The Lal Empire has successfully built a Dyson sphere, so apart from the necessary light sources, the stars above basically do not leak any light.

All the energy it releases is used to supply nearby planets as daily energy.

To a certain extent, as an interstellar empire, the Lal Empire has long since reached the point where its people have no worries about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and there is no shortage of spiritual entertainment.

Although it is still a few streets away from the fantasy utopia, for many backward planets, the living conditions of the residents here are already dreamy.

Although internal class conflicts are still unavoidable.

After all, we are born unequal, how can we keep our minds stable?

However, this sociological question has little meaning for the demon Orshaga.

The reason why he thinks about these things is just that he has read too many books, and all kinds of knowledge are in his mind, which often refreshes his thinking.

For the species of demons, things like 'equality' are farts. Killing, burning, looting, bullying the weak...is the joy of most demons.

But for Olshaga, the greatest pleasure is being able to do whatever she wants.

He doesn't care about the so-called good and evil, he just wants to do things that make him happy, kill people if he wants to, and rob anyone if he wants to, and the stand he stands on is only himself.

At this moment, looking at the small aircraft flying around and the pedestrians shopping casually, he is thinking about whether to attack this country.

To be honest, with a population of trillions, it is still a little cautious to watch.

After reading the information of the four strongest guys in this country, he already understood their general strength.

So I don't bother to pay attention to them at all.

Before getting rid of Rayaglen, he didn't need to regard them as opponents, let alone now that Rayaglen and Charles have contributed so much.

Except for some special weapons and calls for foreign aid, Orshaga doesn't need to care about any counterattacks from this country.

However, here comes the biggest problem.

He felt that if he really wanted to make a move, the plane consciousness of this plane might hit him directly and beat him to death.

This undoubtedly made him a little uncomfortable.

As outsiders, they, who are demons, have been targeted all the time.

As far as that not long ago, he had a fight with Rayaglen, and he didn't even move the living planet. He just destroyed a small primitive country, dug a few holes in a few uninhabited planets, and let The sun's solar storms are a little out of order.

No big news yet!

But Olshaga has already felt that the oppressive power of this plane is multiplying.

And if these things are done by local beings, even if they are ten times more serious, the consciousness of the plane will not respond.

Because from the perspective of the consciousness of the plane, it belongs to the internal circulation, and there is basically no loss, but it will not work if it is changed to Orshaga, it is equivalent to sending it to the outside, so he is especially hated.

At this time, there was a piece of cake in front of him, but he couldn't find a chance to start it, and Olshaga felt a little disturbed...

After some thought, he was a bit difficult to choose, and finally chose random selection.

"Let me know how many residents there are in this street. If there are odd numbers, I'll do it right away, grab a wave and run away. If there's even numbers, I'll cut leeks..."

With this in mind, he started counting the number of people on the street.

It didn't take long.

"Even numbers, let's poison..."

In the end he chose to cut leeks with a curve.

The only problem is that as an interstellar civilization, the medical level of the Lal Empire has reached a certain level. Common diseases basically do not have much effect on them, and only a few special diseases can take effect on them.

This greatly increased the difficulty of Orshaga's work!

Even though it was done in a day.

After all, he is also an old expert in this area, with rich experience in committing crimes.

However, as a demon with pursuit, he is not satisfied with this.

As an interstellar empire, the Lal Empire has a very high turnover of personnel, running around all over the universe.

This provides considerable convenience for the spread of the disease!

In line with the principle of making the business bigger and stronger, Orshaka gradually turned his attention to other interstellar forces, and began to make more detailed adjustments to the popularity of those diseases and the adaptability to various races.

Strive to make everyone feel the same!

So as not to make some guys feel unbalanced, take care of everyone's mentality!

So he began to collect information of various races by various means.

I have to say that the Interstellar Age is convenient, basically everything can be found on the Internet.

It provided great convenience for Orshaga.

Saved a lot of time.

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Two days later.

Just when Olshaga broke through the technical difficulties of the virus and was working hard to contribute to the types of diseases in the Lal Empire and even the entire universe.

The director of the Strategic Information Collection Department was sitting in a small dark room being interrogated by a team of personnel.

A guy who looked a little old, looked at the supervisor with a sad face, and asked seriously: "What happened that day!"

The supervisor, who had been interrogated many times, replied with a numb face: "At the time we received the video file, I opened it out of curiosity... and when I saw the content, I felt a sharp pain. Except for me and a few stronger subordinates, everyone else was tortured to death."

"We know this.

After testing, in the information recorded in the image, the appearance of an unknown existence has a meme-like effect, which will make creatures that look directly at his real body feel severe pain indiscriminately. Existences with sufficient strength can be exempted.

So we've archived it for safety.

And what we want to know now is, who on earth used your authority to read a lot of secret materials that day? "

The supervisor shook his head helplessly: "I really don't know, no one touched the console at all at that time..."

Shortly after.

Several interrogators sat in a closed room.

The youngest interrogator discussed with a serious expression: "Those survivors probably did not know the truth, and according to the on-site video retrieved by the optical computer, no one used the console at that time. Observation means, so the next investigation is very difficult...

As for the Trady ship that sent the image back, it has not been found until now. According to the calculation of the optical brain, they have a great possibility that they have encountered an accident...

I feel that the difficulty of investigating the matter has exceeded what we can handle, so I propose to apply for support from above. "

The others nodded after listening.

"agree."

"agree."

"..."

Chapter 200: Discovery

Follow them to report up.

Not long after, another team of investigators soon arrived at the location.

This group of people is far above the first group in terms of strength and the equipment they carry with them.

The one with the lowest position is also at the same level as the highest in the first batch.

After the two sides spent a few minutes to complete the data docking, the new team leader ordered the first team: "According to No. 13, you don't need to return to the team for the time being, and stay here to cooperate with our work."

"Yes!"

The first batch of people nodded.

The team leader ordered with a serious expression: "Take me to the place where the bodies of the dead employees are placed first, I need to check again."

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After wearing special protective equipment, he carefully scanned the body structure of each deceased.

The team leader frowned slightly.

He can clearly see the internal structure of everyone, just like a messy mass of meat, various organs, blood vessels, and bones are piled up randomly, which makes people instinctively disgusting, but there is a strange feeling Natural feeling, it looks as if the other party has grown up like this, without any artificial traces left.

However, any guy who has studied biology understands that the body of a normal life cannot look like this.

After some careful observation, he felt his knowledge blind spot.