Pathetic!
And not just ordinarily pathetic—it was pathetic to the terrifying point of a complete shutdown!
Those two lines above.
Were the strongest impression Orsaga had formed in his heart.
After observing the various native powerhouses within OAA.
To be honest.
If it had been his subordinates who had ended up in such a sorry state.
Orsaga would have had them thrown back into the furnace and reforged without a second word, lest they disgrace themselves.
But OAA was quite satisfied with it.
Because what He needed was not subordinates worthy of anything.
What He wanted were the possibilities derived from each test subject.
Before that goal, everything else was secondary.
An elephant being counter-killed by an ant?
He did not care about such things at all.
The more absurd, the better!
The more impossible, the better!
After all, that counted as a possibility too...
Moreover, those beings were essentially all parts of Himself.
No matter how badly things went off the rails, He would not suffer any substantive losses.
Thus, naturally, OAA had adopted a completely hands-off attitude.
Even so.
He still had some powerhouses who were barely usable.
For example, the Endless Family and the Beyonders were among them.
So long as no outside force interfered, or they did not enter some flop of a plotline.
Most of them were quite formidable.
They were powerhouses who could be sent out to clash with others.
Therefore.
While inside that plane, Orsaga had, more or less, some people he could converse with as equals.
He was not reduced to playing with ants every day.
"My obligation has been fulfilled."
Holding a cup, OAA said calmly:
"Next, it is your turn."
At present.
It was not merely His main body.
Within that High-level plane.
The Crimson Dimension was rapidly spreading its