Crimson Heaven
Inside a certain room.
The numbers were more or less enough already...
Upon that slender, powerful hand—perfectly proportioned, its flawless fair skin like pure white light, yet bearing blood red sharp nails—
Several marble-like objects rolled about rather casually.
These were precisely the universes sacrificed by the Fallen Empire—the Twenty-Second Technical Department!
But after Orsaga calmly glanced at the various beings within them, he casually tossed them into a small pool beside him.
Within it, several hundred thousand identical objects had already piled up.
Their essences—
Were either planes, worlds, Timelines, or strange dimensions...
Their sole common point was that each contained a similar planet, similar civilization, and similar race.
Earth, Blue Star, Terra...
Though they went by somewhat different names, they truly were very alike.
After all, they were different counterparts of one another.
And among the humans on those Earths—
There were always one or more individuals possessing all manner of cheats.
That was precisely why Orsaga had collected these marbles!
Having grown tired of all sorts of boring things—
He planned to hold a grand free-for-all.
It should be quite interesting...
Several hundred thousand different Earth civilizations, gathered together with who knew how many cheaters...
That would truly be a rare sight.
With a trace of anticipation, the eye on Orsaga's forehead turned slightly.
An invisible force immediately formed a strange passage with his incarnation on Blue Star.
At that moment—
One of Orsaga's primary abilities, the Boundless Demonic Plague, directly began to activate.
Countless diseases invisible to the naked eye—colorless, formless, odorless, and without appearance—flooded madly into that plane like wild dogs let loose.
They were not diseases targeted at Lifeforms, but diseases targeted at the plane itself!
They were special products Orsaga had casually created when he had nothing to do.
They could