Chapter 115 Gods come to congratulate (1 update) (please order first)
The relationship between Mark and Vivian is obviously developing towards a confused relationship.
He estimated that the Nadal family had a tendency to form an alliance with his family, but any feelings mixed with family factors would be very impure.
But since he is affiliated with the Goddess of the Night, he has to deal with this purification team.
Mark found that he had a headache.
When the news came that he had become a hero, what happened next took him a little by surprise.
It's not his fault.
Ever since he could pry into the threads of fate, he has been sensitive to operations involving his own destiny.
The twin goddesses are indeed the strongest in the world... the scapegoat!
As the largest orthodox church, the Twin Goddess has access to the most resources in the world. On the other hand, whether it is the old gods or new challengers, if they want to break the old order, the first thing to do is to attack them.
This cannot be avoided.
In the vision of destiny, Mark saw with his own eyes several unknown powerful beings, stretching out black lines representing death and curses to him from the fog of destiny at the far end. Mark did not need to personally fight back, but an elegant black mist
It turned into a curtain, blocking Mark's own destiny.
It looks thin, but is actually violent.
Anyone who dares to stretch out the thread of misfortune will be shot back by the goddess of the night with a cloud of black mist.
In Mark's eyes, this thing is like the fuse of a dynamite bag, who knows what it will blow up on the other side.
From the opposite side, if there is no more thread of doom stretching out, it is not difficult to see that the goddess of the night must have won.
Even if the twin goddesses will most likely suffer misfortune in the next thousand-year war, at this point in time when they are still extremely strong, no evil god dares to touch them.
Well, now, as a time traveler, Mark instinctively wants to keep a low profile, but his strength does not allow him to keep a low profile.
A peerless strong man will not pop up for no reason. The growth of a strong man is often accompanied by the experience of blood and fire. Every time a major event occurs, it is impossible to block the news casually.
No matter how much it is concealed, people who are interested can still find out a considerable part of the incident.
Even if part of the process is missing, by taking major events as the axis, Mark's growth trajectory was written down into a dossier and put on the desks of the leaders of major churches.
Interestingly, in the Music Church, Mark's files were spiritualized and sent to the Kingdom of God for the Muse to see in person.
"A 'legendary grandson' who was so decadent that he had to be given up at the age of 21 suddenly broke into the S-class world in the graduation exam of the Mysterious Academy of St. Leiden City. Then he did not follow the path arranged by his grandfather and disappeared immediately after graduation. Doubts
It appeared again in San Casaao City the next day, and broke through the [Book of the Nether Sea] in one fell swoop, becoming a new miracle in the occult world."
Muse picked up the second copy.
"Afterwards, there was an incident outside the city of San Casaao that was suspected of summoning a demon general through necromancy, but to no avail."
"The first person in the blood moon baptism, Carbine Cthulhu, happened to be a believer in the God of Knowledge. After the baptism, Mark Destiny was protected by the goddess of the night."
She read the third copy: "Mark Destiny became an occult consultant hired by the Church of the Night and blew up an evil demon's lair."
After she read these files, her fiery red eyes were filled with water: "What do you think? My good sister."
Opposite the small long jade table, the dancing goddess with long black wavy hair held her chin with one hand and raised her eyebrows. After hearing the muse's words, she muttered back: "What's the matter?"
"If I remember correctly, Mark had a female companion who was once your disciple?" Muse had a smile on his lips, but it was half a smile.
"So what? She is already an [abnormality]."
"She may not be." Muse's expression became more playful: "She has the laws of the dance system."
Sometimes there is not much difference between the soul of a living strong man and an [abnormal] soul that is dead but not out of control. Especially when Mini still masters the laws of the dance system, for the God of Dance,
This is not a deduction, but a huge bonus option.
Barbara's body trembled.
"Just think of it as a celebration of Mark's victory, or as payment for the next music appointment, I plan to give something to Mark. How about you come too?" Muse said, while slowly reaching out.
"I'm warning you not to touch my things." Barbara's eyes flashed, and her original black human eyes suddenly turned into wild vertical ones, as if she was really angry.
Muse obviously doesn't like her.
"If you really don't want to, then reject me!" Finally, she smiled and took off a hairpin from Barbara's left forehead.
"..."
No one knows that some gods made their decision.
Mark is having a little trouble here.
The day after I returned to Wapu City, an uninvited guest came to my door.
Mark frowned when he heard his name.
When Knight Commander Carl Gerrard brought the other party in, Mark immediately discovered that most of the other party's eyes were on Conrad, who was beside Mark.
Mark's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, there were some things that he couldn't hide.
When the other party saw Mark's face, he seemed to snort with disdain.
However, the visitor put one hand on his chest and saluted Mark: "Hello! Your Excellency Mark Destiny, my name is Hughes Lightning, the chief war priest of the Vap Province of the Church of Storms."
Hughes is a middle-aged man in his forties, who looks like a macho man from the Church of Storms. He is 1.95 meters tall. Unfortunately, he is standing in front of Conrad, who is 2.10 meters tall and also bearded.
Like a son.
Hughes was wearing a short coat, and his exposed chest and arms had explosive muscles and countless scars.
This kind of scar, known as the badge of manhood in the Church of Storms, is slightly better than Conrad's.
Mark returned the salute: "Mr. Leining, what can I do?"
Hughes did not conceal his purpose: "I was ordered by Lord Slatos, the war priest of the Church of Storms, to investigate a Son of the Storm who does not belong to the Church of Storms. I heard that Mr. Conrad Fisher had used the power of storms, but
It does not exist in the Church of Storms directory. I came here specifically to verify it."
Conrad's mouth made a clicking sound as he gritted his teeth. Apparently, the tragedy of when his whole village was massacred and he turned to the Church of Storms for help but was rejected came to mind.
Mark waved his hand to stop Conrad's possible outburst: "You have found the right person. Conrad did get a clean copy of Lord of the Storm's Junior Divine Power rubbing book from me."
I did it, what?
Mark certainly doesn't have the habit of letting his younger brother jack up the tank.
Of course, Hughes heard how valuable the prefix 'clean' was. In contrast, Conrad, a little guy, could ignore it: "You can ask..."
"No!" Mark refused categorically. He leaned back on the chair and placed his fingers on his lower abdomen: "This is what I gained from risking. And gaining knowledge comes at a price! What I want, your Church of Storms cannot give me.
.”
Don't say anything, rely on the Church of Light and Night, and speak with force.
The macho men in the Church of Storms are all straight-tempered, and they are not pleased by those who go round and round.
Mark obviously refused to let him go, and he also didn’t give him any rubbings.
In the past, this macho man from the Church of Storms would have burned Mark's face with a flash of lightning.
But now, there is really no need to offend the famous person under the eyes of this twin goddess.
Hughes half-squinted his eyes: "Can you swear in the name of the God of Knowledge that you only have this elementary storm rubbing book in your hand?"
"Okay. At least at the moment you are talking to me, I do only have this Storm Rubbing in my hand."
Hughes looked relieved: "Okay. For the sake of friendship between orthodox churches, our Church of Storms is willing to make concessions - as long as this Storm rubbings are not passed on to members other than the Fisher family, Storms
The church will not pursue the matter of rubbings being lost outside the church."
"Oh?" Mark was really surprised. He vaguely guessed: The Church of Storms probably has a big trouble that is not known to other churches, so they can't spare the energy to deal with this kind of thing. And the catastrophe is about to happen.
So, they need to preserve their combat power.
"Of course, if Mr. Destiny is willing to let Mr. Fisher declare himself a member of the Church of Storms in name, then the two of them will gain the friendship of the Church of Storms."
"Tch!" Conrad spat disdainfully.
Mark shrugged, saying that as the boss, he couldn't help it.
In fact, this is also a temptation.
Unexpectedly, Hughes was timid: "Okay. I checked, and our church did reluctantly reject Mr. Fisher when he needed help the most. This is a quite big misunderstanding. In order to solve it
This misunderstanding. I hope Mr. Fisher can accept our church’s apology.”
After saying that, he roared. Immediately, two strong men came in carrying a box of things.
That's a set of leather armor.
Hughes introduced: "This is the [Spiny Dogfish Leather Armor Suit]! Not only does it have a pretty good defense, but it also has the function of amplifying the dual attribute secrets of water and wind. It is enough for you to use Sequence 6."
Conrad rolled his eyes disdainfully.
Mark smiled: "Take it! Don't forget, it's not the Church of Storms that has a grudge against you. They have their own reasons."
"...Yes." After so long, revenge has been avenged. Conrad's feelings towards the Church of Storms cannot be said to be hatred, at most it is just a bit of complaint. Anyway, his enemies were killed by him. Since Mark said so, Conrad
De accepted it.
It can be said that Hughes' visit was barely successful.
But before he left, he was extremely surprised to see the high priest of the goddess of music and dance waiting in front of Mark's living room.
Yes! You read that right! Two high priests came hand in hand.
The box held by the guards beside them emitted undisguised fluctuations of divine power.
Artifact?
No! That is at least an extraordinary thing given by God.
Compared with the other party's gifts, what he brought was simply rubbish.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry.
Comparing shopping, you have to throw it away!
Are pretty boys who can slap so popular these days?
Could it be that the two art goddesses were fascinated by this guy Mark?
Wait! The Church of Light and Night is also a goddess!
Hughes felt: He seemed to have discovered some incredible and shocking secret.