"It's me! Barbara!" The dancing goddess' posture was very low. She didn't even directly descend into the side hall where Mark was.
"Come in!" Looking at the dancing goddess with low eyebrows and a little trepidation, Mark just wanted to laugh in his heart: "What's wrong?"
Even though she knew that it was unlikely to be spied on here, Barbara still raised her hand to add a layer of divine power barrier, and then said weakly: "You, you didn't tell me that you wanted to attack the army of the God of Samsara! Once discovered,
This, this is a declaration of war to tear up God’s covenant!”
Even though she is a god, she is really scared this time.
Mark screwed her over.
Even after being transformed by magic circles and torn apart by endless void storms, other gods would normally not be able to find the remnants of her divine power in the turbulent flow of space, but they had to be cautious in everything.
After Mark was done, he locked himself up.
He had been here for so long, and Barbara had been frightened for so long.
How does she look like a lofty goddess in the eyes of believers at this moment?
On the surface, she came to Xingshi to interrogate a crime, but she wore a dress that was completely different from her usual flamboyant clothes. The style was similar to a strict version of cheongsam. Coupled with her uneasy expression, she was clearly a female prisoner waiting for trial.
"Oh?" Mark raised his eyebrows: "Then, after having been exposed to yourself in so many worlds, who would give you a ticket to escape destruction because of your beauty? Do you dare to elaborate?
What happened to you?"
Mark's words were not just like a thunderbolt, but Barbara felt as if her soul was about to fly away.
She trembled all over and couldn't stand upright on the spot. She sat like a duck and collapsed on the luxurious carpet in the side hall.
Mark stood up, took a step forward, and looked down at her expressionlessly: "Let me guess. Those Barbara's who did not escape [Judgment Day] must have lost their minds. You who forcibly reduced yourself to a mortal,
I tried to escape the disaster, but who would have expected that every thigh I hugged was not a real thigh..."
Mark still has something to say, that is: If not every guy who looks like a thigh has sold her, and there will probably be some misfortune incident involving the goddess, she will not join anyone in the main world, but just join one person.
Little Mark Destiny.
Mark came closer step by step, his burly figure blocking the light at the top of the hall. In Barbara's field of vision, her entire body was shrouded in Mark's shadow.
She knows she is passive.
She shouldn't be so passive.
She shouted in her heart: He is just a mortal, and I am a superior god. Barbara, get up! Stop him! You cannot give the initiative to a mere mortal.
What about reality?
Her whole body was shaking and she couldn't move a finger.
Just like other Barbara in the parallel world who failed and became a plaything.
Yes, Mark was all guessing. If Barbara hadn't known that she threw herself into a hole in the street, how could she have thought of a way to join him as the 'spokesperson of the alien gods' so early?
He just followed the flow of fate and guessed.
Unexpectedly...
bingo! All hits!
In the vision of destiny, the goddess with dazzling light in front of him was originally not someone he could control his destiny, but because of his harsh words, all the chaotic threads of destiny suddenly became tamed.
The system prompts a pop-up window appropriately: [Congratulations to the host for completely controlling the fate of the dancing goddess Barbara, the fate points have been increased by one million points, and the god-level fate points have been obtained at 1,000 points. ]
Um?
Mark was stunned for a moment.
One million destiny points is enough to prove how useless this goddess is. It is probably the total combat power of the ten local knights of the Reincarnation Sect.
What he cares more about is the god-level destiny points, which means that he can weave the destiny of the gods, even if he can only target some weak gods, or leverage a small part of the destiny of a powerful god.
But how to deal with it is a matter for the future.
At this moment, his left hand gently touched the face of the dancing goddess.
Until this moment, Mark found that he was still conservative. The divine light covering Barbara's face suddenly swayed away, revealing Barbara's true face.
Countless girls on the earth use beauty cameras, but she is lucky enough to use her magical power to give herself an ugly appearance, which reduces her appearance by 30% to the limit that ordinary people can accept.
Barbara's beauty is almost coquettish. Her extremely sexy and charming facial features make it easy for people to fall crazy for her at just one glance. The most amazing thing is that Mark saw the reluctance in her eyes.
, but just to please him, her face was like a flower, blooming for him in shame.
She is already ready to wake up.
Mark's breathing suddenly became rapid.
For a moment, he hated himself for having Mao's mental resistance so much higher.
On the other hand, he also knew that if he really wanted to take action, Barbara would not refuse. On the contrary, she would compare him with other guys.
Mark is not going to do anything that lowers his standards like this.
He chuckled: "Using beauty as a bargaining chip, how long can it stay fresh?"
Barbara, who was already ready to be chewed by the dog, was stunned for a moment and answered truthfully: "On average, three months, basically no more than half a year."
It would be impolite to ask any further.
Mark paused and said, "While you are still a god and Judgment Day has not yet arrived, work harder to change the situation. This is the real 'ticket'!"
This time, Barbara was really shocked.
She originally thought that like a lowly bitch, giving her everything and begging for mercy was her only way out. Who would have thought that Mark would give her a more dignified way?
Who is willing to kneel if he can stand?
"I...can I really do it?" Barbara raised her head suddenly, with a little more hope in her eyes.
"If you don't work hard, you will definitely lose everything. If you work hard enough, I will give you a ticket."
Although Barbara still somewhat doubted the ability of the man in front of her, she realized that the thigh this time was fundamentally different from the thighs that all her clones had hugged before!
"Get up!" Mark used the index finger of his right hand to gently lift Barbara's sharp chin and lift her up: "Prepare for the fusion of Mini, and then I will find a way to eliminate your bad fate.
.”
With enough destiny points, it is not a problem to eliminate the bad luck that Minnie may encounter.
After a one-hour ceremony, Mini's spiritual body was completely integrated into the Valkyrie's body. On the surface, the fusion happened in the blink of an eye, but the true soul-body fusion was actually a very long process.
It may be a few days, or a few months, no one knows how long it will take Mini.
On May 4, Saint Anastasia, who was so busy and had no hope, suddenly received the news.