"Tch, so stingy..."
Listening to Orsaga's disdainful remarks,
Lucifer, who was temporarily loving the people as if they were his own children, helplessly chose to pretend he had not heard.
Calmly, he took a sip of wine.
At the same time,
he put on a thoroughly wistful, aggrieved expression, as though he were suffering from not being understood.
Who knew what exactly he was sighing over.
After muttering a couple of remarks about Lucifer,
Orsaga soon gazed somewhat ruefully at the utterly dreadful state of the entire Crimson Dimension.
Forget living creatures.
Even the ground itself had been melted away by a full 649474^75485^587966 kilometers in depth.
Thus,
the current Crimson Dimension had absolutely no vitality left in it.
There was only boundless crimson toxic magma, churning violently and endlessly like towering tidal waves!
Even a casual little ripple at the edge possessed indescribable momentum, enough to effortlessly swallow the so-called vast galaxy just as a wave swallowed a child's sandcastle at the edge of a beach...
After thinking for a moment,
Orsaga casually remarked:
"Putting everything else aside, this thing does look pretty spectacular."
After watching for a while, Lucifer nodded in agreement:
"To be fair, it really does."
Thus,
Orsaga, who had originally intended to restore the terrain to its former state, simply said:
"Forget it. I can't be bothered to remodel the environment this time. We'll just make do with it..."
Then,
he extended his left hand and clenched it in empty air.
Strange radiance
continuously emanated from within it.
Human Factor, Elf Factor, Alien Gene, Demon Factor, Devil Factor, Kryptonian Factor, Super Saiyan Factor, Hulk Factor, Ultraman Factor, Olympus God System Factor, Heavenly Court Immortal God Factor...
All sorts of miscellaneous things
that he thought tasted decent gathered and collided in his hand like puzzle pieces,