If everyone is killed, all the benefits must be taken away. Doesn't the so-called cleaning up mean sweeping the floor in the past?
"The action number is 2333!"
Thomas was stunned for a moment: "Which branch or executioner of ours has this number?"
"Well, the number was recently added by Mr. Hughes Lightening, and the representative is Conrad Fisher."
"The Conrad who picked up the elementary rubbings of Storm and then took the top three in Blood Moon Baptism?"
"It should be him."
"That idiot Fernando is cheating our Church of Storms!" Thomas kept scolding. Fernando was the war priest who originally refused Conrad to join the Church of Storms.
The result was good, [Poison Hook] was still destroyed, and such a person also ran away.
Not only did the Church of Storms not get any benefits, but the other side still put the blame on them. After all, Conrad used the power of the Lord of Storms to kill people.
Of course, the proud Church of Storms will not admit that the person who attacked is not one of theirs.
If they don't accept it, they will do it. They had a fierce fight with the group behind [Poisonous Hook], and finally won a small victory. Everyone pretended that nothing happened and got over it.
At this time, the deputy asked Thomas Zhanji: "Then shall we go?"
"Go! Of course we go! Even if the other party clearly wants us to take the blame, this is a record we can get in the Orthodox Church! Why don't we go!"
The Orthodox Church has settlements every quarter, between Light and Night. Militant factions such as the Church of Storms are responsible for cultivating cults. Neutral churches such as the Church of Fortune use their pockets to provide subsidies.
The more you kill, the more you replenish.
In a sense, this is also a business.
When it comes to doing business, it’s okay to lose moral integrity!
What's more, if the Church of Storms doesn't carry it, wouldn't it be looked down upon?
And you can also rip off the local lord later on - how did you become a lord? You have been infiltrated by the cult to this extent.
In fact, this is a muddled account. How could those rough people in the Church of Storms care so much about it? In fact, on many islands, the Sin Sect and others are not taken seriously at all.
Of course, if something goes wrong, forget it.
These are not things that Mark needs to worry about. Once you get what you want, just pat your butt and leave.
Returning to the [Mechanical Ascension], the ship made an emergency escape. After leaving the port, Mark received an unexpected surprise.
In the Hall of Valor, a rescued soul presented a rubbing to him.
In the Hall of Heroes, Mark stared at the bearded heroic spirit sitting in the coffin: "Are you going to dedicate it to me?"
"Yes, my lord." The area under the ankles of the bearded spiritual body has disappeared, but in the coffin, nourished by spiritual matter, his soles are growing back. He is one of the few who has the ability to sneak up to the upper level of the hourglass.
's soul.
Mark stared at him for a few times, and all he saw was calmness: "Okay, I have received your contribution. Rest, Andrew Thomas. The next time you wake up, it will be the moment you serve me."
The bearded man bowed hard and then lay back.
This is an untampered intermediate copy of Rio Tinto, the Storm God. It is a bit incomplete, but the places that may have been tampered by the family have been marked by Andrew.
In fact, if Andrew's family knew about this, they would angrily accuse him of being a traitor.
Obviously, Andrew also knew the consequences of doing this - he didn't care. Because when he was at his most desperate, it was not his family that saved him, but Mark, the mysterious strong man.
This kind of thing is a bad debt.
Mark doesn't care, and Andrew even less cares.
Selling the family's belongings is not a good idea. Andrew silently returned to sleep.
Mark does not plan to give this rubbing directly to Conrad. The incomplete thing is enough to drive any obsessive-compulsive disorder patient crazy. There is no need for Mark to use this kind of thing to trap his generals.
He wanted to give it all together.
Unexpectedly, what I originally thought was a matter of probability turned out to be very simple.
There are more troubles in this sea area than you can imagine.
Using the name Mr. Galaxy and listening across the void, Mark easily captured information about several secret strongholds of the Sin Sect.
After a little analysis and listening to the heart sounds of nearby souls, Mark and others destroyed seven Sin Sect strongholds within two weeks.
Not only at sea, but also in two coastal ports.
For a time, everyone in the Sin Sect was in danger, and there was a tremor.
The Sin Priests have no idea how the news leaked out.
It's funny, because the Church of Night and the Church of Storms took the initiative to announce their results and became the scapegoats. As a result, not many Sin sects thought about Mark's side.
However, two weeks later, the bloody storm against the Sin Sect suddenly stopped.
It started for no reason and stopped suddenly, leaving several Sin Sects confused.
Quite simply, Mark got everything he wanted.
In this sea area, there are quite a few strong storm-type people who were tricked to death by the Sin Sect.
After some harvesting, Mark's Hall of Heroes contained 5 people from Sequence 6, 48 people from Sequence 7, and more than a hundred cannon fodder from Sequence 8.
In the cabin, in front of Hank Gerald and several other knights, Mark handed Conrad this [Intermediate Storm God Rio Tinto Book] that shone with dazzling lightning.
There was a sound of breathing all around.
This is an intermediate rubbing!
Mastering the power inside means that Conrad will immediately turn around and go to the Church of Storms. At least starting from the war festival, he will be a high-ranking member of the party.
Conrad's face showed no sadness or joy, he just knelt down solemnly.
It's not that he's not grateful, but that as a person who completely sold his soul to Mark, he has long regarded serving his master as his mission. After revenge, any power status is just a cloud to him.
The purpose of mastering greater power is to use it against my lord's enemies.
Hank and the others still don't know the value of this pure version of the rubbings.
Mark glanced at a few knights and said calmly: "Your loyalty to me will be rewarded generously."
"Yes -" the knights responded firmly and forcefully.
Mark gave a few words of encouragement and walked to Helena's workshop in the bilge.
"Mark, are you here?" Helena's clear voice contained clear excitement: "Wait a moment, my work is being finished."
"Okay." Mark was originally going to sit on the sofa boredly and wait, but then he saw a pair of hot pants dyed red.
Helena often said that she was a country girl with no sense of fashion, but Mark didn't believe it.
You see, these pants have a zipper in the back. Isn’t that the essence?
Seeing Helena turn her side and give him a not very charming look, Mark decided to peel a mangosteen in order to reward her for her hard work.
Mangosteen is refreshing and delicious.
After Mark ate it, he highly recommended it.
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One month is neither long nor short. After narrowing the distance from reality, it’s time to race in the spiritual world again.
This time, the starting point is slightly different.
The misty white mist rose, and Helena and Hank found themselves lying on the pier behind Mark's Hall of Valor. A sailboat full of rotten wood was moored next to it, but the ghostly aura lingering on it made Han
A few of them were so nervous that their teeth shivered.
"This is..." Hank was a little confused.
"Mark's bad taste." Helena shrugged helplessly.
At the beginning, the ship in someone's soul world was the size of a cabin. After all, it was just a cabin covered with the skin of a rotten wooden ship. As Mark's soul power increased, in his soul world there was not only a Hall of Valor, but also a
The ship is exactly the same as the [Mechanical Ascension].
Unfortunately, the Adeptus Mechanicus' ship was too eye-catching, so the skin Mark put on the ship was the Black Pearl in "Pirates of the Caribbean".
"Okay, let's pretend to be skeleton soldiers." Mark smiled and threw a set of soul skins to a few knights, making them look stunned.
"My lord, will we become undead?"
"It looks like an undead from a distance. It's just a leather case." Helena sighed.
It has to be said that this kind of leather case infused with someone's powerful thoughts is very realistic, both visually and sensory-wise.
When Hank and the others put on the skeleton suits, they could really see the image of their backs from the ribs on their front chests, but when they pressed down with their hands, the chests were still their own chests, which made them feel relieved.
Conrad suggested in a low voice: "Does this ghost ship need a name?"
"Uh, let's call it [White Pearl]."
There were not many candidates for the name, but since the word "Xiang" became ambiguous in China, Mark could no longer look directly at the name "Flying Dutchman".
[Black Pearl] is a bit copied, but after some modification, it becomes [White Pearl].
One or two of his subordinates were muttering: "I don't know where I got it."
The sails are full of holes, the masts seem to be broken at any time, the hull is full of pits and holes, and there are also skeleton sailors walking on the deck who are obviously evil spirits. They are full of momentum as soon as they appear.
Spiritual world!
For most occultists, the world is a narrow escape from death.
When this weird ghost ship suddenly broke into the world, it still attracted a lot of unnecessary attention.
Most of the local residents of the spirit world chose to flee as soon as possible after smelling the ominous spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the ship. However, there were still a few mindless evil spirits who either couldn't escape or were too busy fighting with their own kind to ignore them.
Its existence resulted in a crash.
"Bang!"
A demon that was at least five meters long and looked like a shark was hit by the bow of the ghost ship. The huge impact caused the poor creature to fly more than thirty meters away in one breath.
There is no quality at all, it is purely a duel between each other's soul strength.
Once upon a time, with the strength of Mark's soul, he had to collide with some powerful evil spirits in the spiritual world, which was like an egg against a stone.
Now, after taking in a [lair] Mark and using the dice of destiny to transform it into the Hall of Valor, his soul strength has also been blessed by the Hall of Valor.
This is equivalent to Mark 'creating' an entire Hall of Valor on that poor creature.
Of course, the result was that the poor man's body was torn into pieces on the spot and he died suddenly on the spot.
On this day, in this sea of netherworld that is extremely mysterious in the eyes of mortals, there is a legend of a ghost ship...
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ps: I have a slight cold, so I can’t finish the third update tonight, so I’ll leave it until noon tomorrow. Sorry.