[Congratulations to the host, officially promoted to (Master of Destiny)! 】
[Master of Destiny: Host, you can control the fate of any friendly unit, or neutral or enemy unit that is weak enough. 】
In a word, gone.
Mark's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.
Sometimes, the shorter the words, the bigger the matter.
Control your destiny?
What kind of control method?
No further details at all.
Except for a wonderful feeling that was too mysterious to be described in words, Mark really didn't feel that he had been promoted.
The only thing that appeared in the center of Mark's consciousness was a line of words [Destiny Points 114514].
In addition to feeling the deep malice (stench) of the Destiny Dice, Mark's biggest feeling was - all your usual skills are being put aside for a short essay. Why is there no explanation for Mao's most critical skills!?
On the contrary, when promoted to Destiny Predator, the special effects of the two skills marked with question marks are now visible.
[(Fate Harmony): Fate that does not belong to the host can no longer be imposed on the host. Only the most harmonious thread of fate can be integrated with the host. 】
This special effect can probably be understood to mean that Mark is immune to all bad luck or curses that reduce luck, and has its own rebound. At the same time, good luck in the eyes of others cannot be imposed on Mark if he does not agree with Mark.
You know, his good luck can also be my bad luck.
Inappropriate things are like playing card games. If a theoretically strong but useless card is forced into the game, the deck will be dirty.
And [Fate Diversion] is even more interesting.
Its description is as follows: [Fate gifts that are not suitable for the host will be automatically diverted to the host's subordinates or partners. 】
This is quite interesting.
This is not a simple redistribution of equipment and treasures.
Some adventures were of no use to Mark.
It can only be effective if the right person gets it.
Mark somehow understood the additional meaning of the previous word "predator".
And [Dominator], which is above [Plunder], is undoubtedly more awesome.
Mark was surprised to find that it was difficult for him to use conventional serial numbers to measure the level of the [Master].
Because some things are just too outrageous.
He moved his gaze and cast his gaze on Mini.
Miss Doll met Mark's gaze, tilted her head, but didn't say anything, just blinked her delicate eyes.
She didn't like to talk much, so she was undoubtedly waiting for Mark to speak.
"Mini."
"Um?"
"I'm going to do a little experiment. I need you to let go of your soul, including your memories, etc., can you do it?"
Without any hesitation, Mini nodded: "Okay."
The two parties have been in a state of soul connection, and Mini can clearly feel that Mark's soul has just been greatly strengthened again.
Then what?
Gone.
But she could feel that Mark had absolutely no ill intentions towards her.
This will be a friendly and positive experiment.
Mark encouraged the power of destiny in his body and adjusted his vision to the vision of destiny.
Mini was immediately stunned.
Through the wooden structure that contains a lot of spiritual power, Mark finally peeked into the complicated threads of destiny in Mini's body.
To be fair, Mini's upper limit of spiritual power seems a bit too low now.
She was originally an A-level anomaly, but now she has little chance to play. At best, she serves as an alien version of a [three-dimensional mobile device] to help Mark move. Mini's body structure has locked the upper limit of her strength.
That's why we had the idea of merging her with the Valkyrie's spiritual body.
Mark had no idea before, but now it seems that fortunately he didn't let Mini do this recklessly.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
Not only the density of spiritual matter, but from the perspective of the thread of destiny, if Mini is a blazing Olympic torch, then the Valkyrie's body is an extinct volcano.
How can a mere torch ignite a volcano?
What's more, the Wright Royal Family also left Minnie with a considerable amount of [bad luck].
Any fusion means forcibly mixing an egg with a stone. Even if the stone is crushed into small pebbles, there will still be no change.
Eggs can be cooked into food, but stones cannot.
The qualitative gap lies here, no matter what, we can't get together.
The situation now is subtly different.
Mark clearly saw an interface on Mini's body of destiny. It just so happened that a colorful thread of destiny was wandering around Mark's body.
His thoughts began to extend and turned into an invisible big hand, gently connecting it to Minnie's body.
"Huh? Mark, what did you do?" Mini had a wonderful inspiration. It felt very mysterious, and it was a bit enlightening and comfortable.
What specifically enhanced her, Minnie herself couldn't tell.
Mark smiled and touched a hairpin on Mini's left collarbone, which was the core part of the dance skirt given to her by the dance goddess Barbara.
[Barbara! I’m calling you! It’s a very important thing!]
Under normal circumstances, the spiritual ceremony is very solemn.
Even if you are a dancing priest, instead of burning incense and bathing for three days, you must at least very solemnly set up a battle array in front of the altar of your own temple and let a group of priests and believers pray devoutly, so that their voices can be conveyed to the goddess's spiritual consciousness.
middle.
But when someone calls the goddess, it feels as relaxing and comfortable as making a personal phone call.
But Barbara did come back.
"What's going on? Mark Destiny! You're not even calling me through my electors, you better have something important."
Barbara's subtext - either you have something big to do, or you have to be able to pay enough to coax me. I am a real goddess after all, and I can't coax you with sacrifices that are not enough.
Mark smiled: [Let’s have an interview!]
【good!】
The next moment, the graceful figure of the goddess Barbara suddenly appeared in front of Mark, and the girls waiting outside were a little surprised to feel the divine light shining from Mark's suite.
No one went in.
Because Mark directly gave instructions in the soul circuit: "I have something to discuss with the goddess."
Barbara's delicate and charming face was neither happy nor sad, and her waist-length black hair fluttered automatically and lightly without any wind.
Seeing Barbara, Mark pointed at Mini: "Goddess, please give Mini the identity of a dancing god. As a price, if I ask my friend to get a 'ship ticket', I will give you one."
.Of course, the specific price will be discussed later. This can only be regarded as a promise from me to you."
When Barbara heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
The slim body suddenly became stiff, as if it had been petrified.
"What are your...what are your chances?"
Mark raised his right hand and made a V-sign: "Twenty percent!"
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ps: I'm so dizzy, it's been so chaotic these past two days. My house is right on the edge of a drug circle, and I'm almost being quarantined. I'm doing crazy things, so I sent the update to Stratholme Shenhao, and then I got nervous and posted this again.
The order of the two chapters is reversed.
Contact the editor tomorrow for processing, sorry!
