Like a swarm of wasps circling and buzzing in his head, even his cold spiritual body was ignited and boiling by the increasingly hot spell. Poor Captain Barak knew that if he didn't give in, his soul would be destroyed by this.
Completely destroyed in a horrific and blasphemous suppression.
The saddest thing is that his perseverance has no meaning, because his true self in this world has long since died, and even his soul has become a dog.
"I'm convinced! I'm convinced! Don't torture me anymore! Mark Destiny! You are my master from this moment -"
The iron-clad Barak finally made a declaration of surrender.
The next moment, his memory was cut, and the blank part was filled with something else.
Barak felt as if he had fallen into a fragmented kaleidoscope. The originally entangled memories were forcibly stripped away by Mark, a terrifying man, and something he could not resist was added.
It was a very seamless life. He grew up in a knightly family and served the Destiny family for generations.
One day, the head of the family gave him a very important task - to break into the Samsara Knights.
He became a traitor. However, three years later, three years later, and three more years later, he became the leader of the Samsara Knights of Bolivar. He had not yet received the call from his family. Finally one day, the young master Mark used a special method to
The way summoned him back.
Now, he can serve his master openly and honestly.
"My Lord! Your most faithful servant Balak awaits your orders!"
If you still succumb reluctantly after saying the last sentence, then this sentence is not a sign of sincerity, it is completely like a fanatical believer.
Mark secretly bared his teeth.
He used the power of fate to first cut off the destiny connection between Balak and the Knights of Samsara, and then made a copy of the fate of a guard knight of the Destiny family to Balak, adding a little plot of Infernal Affairs, and finally blurring it a little bit.
After all, it’s been so long and no one dares to say that they absolutely remember everything that happened in the past.
As a thug who usually only plays in the legion, Barak can definitely fool Mark to this extent.
With Barak's obedience, Mark finally felt relieved and upgraded the legion card [Knights of Bolivar Reincarnation] to S level.
Don't underestimate the S-level. This is already the ceiling of the mortal army's military strength. Many of the war knights of large churches are only S-, and even those with a slightly wider crotch are at the A-level.
It is entirely because Mark has joined a series of magic sticks such as the reincarnation bishop Tanis, as well as the enhanced version of Captain Balak, plus more than a dozen soul enhancements, that it has such quality.
Beyond that, one can only count on the angel legions directly under the gods or the heroic knights in their prime, which are not the combat power that can be obtained at this stage.
With the Knights of Bolivar Reincarnation, Mark finally put together the last piece of the puzzle of his plan.
What follows is a three-hour destiny-finding ritual.
It's a little embarrassing, because this Barak from the parallel world, they have been plotting against Mark himself before, so in terms of destiny perception, Mark can easily lock the spatial coordinates of these guys.
It was Mark's first attempt to search using the threads of other people's fates.
This took Mark a lot of time.
Without the guidance of destiny, this feeling is less reliable than finding a needle in a haystack. After all, Mark needs to use his human brain to compare the "space maps" one by one.
In the face of space maps, using a telescope to look at star maps is already a piece of cake. At least from the perspective of observation, star maps are basically fixed.
Space is discontinuous, and even space jumps.
To use an analogy, it's like one second you were looking at a person's toes, and the next second they were jumping to your forehead.
Fortunately, Mark had played the way of the [God of Knowledge] before and had such an outrageous thing as the [Mother-child Thought]. With the help of more than a dozen priests, plus Mark's own 12 [Sub-Thinks], he was constantly screening to find the thread of destiny.
The shuttle position finally found the target.
"I found you." Mark's confident words made Anastasia, who was sitting in a daze in the center of the circle, and Natasha and Boris, who were waiting a little anxiously next to them, feel relieved.
3 hours is really not much.
To a certain extent, this is a different kind of speed.
They didn't know how Mark did it, and when they saw what Mark had seen through Barbara's mind vision, they exclaimed at the same time.
It was a huge rugby-shaped space, with an area of about 300,000 square meters and a height of 200 meters. In such a medium-sized space, the space barriers looked like groups of oppressive lead-gray clouds.
Among the 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers wearing golden armor gathered here, Anastasia and the others could recognize them even after turning into ashes.
And around each soldier, there is a group of strange soul followers. As long as you observe carefully, you will find that the souls following each soldier are the same "him" from different worlds.
This is the secret behind Peter the Great's endless killings - the emperor violated the principles of the orthodox church gods of this world and transferred soldiers loyal to him from parallel worlds.
Oppressed by the scene in front of her, the last bit of pretense of strength in the saint's heart began to crumble.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers she had on hand were nothing in front of this army that was considered 'endless' to her.
This was no mortal battle from the start.
It is a joke for the nobles to resist Peter the Great with ordinary people's thinking.
The three saints bowed deeply towards Mark: "Your Majesty, please take action!"
"Hmm." Mark said something to the goddess Barbara next to him.
Under the gaze of the saint, the goddess led several dancing priests to the other side of the magic circle, which was the supply side of the divine power.
The music sounded, and the dancing goddess danced a fierce dance.
And Mark opened the naval battle monument just like last time.
Almost at the same time, the bored soldiers of the Forbidden Army of the Bill Empire who were waiting in the cracks of space suddenly realized something was wrong.
Marshal Kutuzov was looking at the sand table. A sudden feeling of heart palpitations made him look up suddenly. He rushed out of the camp and looked around. On the surface, everything was normal, but where did the heart palpitations come from?
His Majesty the Emperor's attack to overthrow the Ice and Snow Goddess went smoothly. Logically speaking, there would be no chance for his second army to take action.
For the emperor, this was a good thing, but for him and his men, it was a bit boring.
Unfortunately, there are only so many troops that can enter the main world. They can only wait until His Majesty the Emperor achieves a complete victory and uses the country as a space anchor to open up a stable space channel.
I just didn't expect that they would encounter something like this.
