Among the eight gods of art, there are no [Movies] and [Drama]. Instead, there are two gods of [Sculpture], which are divided into large sculptures and miniature sculptures. These are two brothers. In addition, there is the god of [Poetry].
The resistance of the three of them was relatively fierce. Almost at the moment of the accident, they urgently issued an oracle and called on all believers to pray collectively to provide them with strength.
The believers did so.
However, as the kingdoms of the three gods were successfully invaded, terrible side effects followed.
The believers all wailed in pain, and blood slowly flowed from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses. As they became more and more crazy, their bodies began to twist.
Their necks were twisted 180 degrees strangely, and the joints of their limbs became anti-joints - they were quickly turning into [Lost Demons]!
This is just the beginning. In the capital of art, the churches of the four gods, which were once full of artistic atmosphere, now have layers of flesh-like wrinkles growing on their outer walls.
After the strange black smoke filled the towering tower, every inch of the exquisite, glorious and solemn church was now covered with scarlet blood vessels and black muscle tissue.
That’s right!
These sacred places have turned into terrible [nests] in such a short period of time!
In fact, such a horrific scene occurred in every church belonging to these four gods around the world.
If no one suppresses and destroys these nests, over time, they will become cancerous tumors that destroy these cities.
"No--"
Each of these scenes deeply hurt Barbara's eyes.
Tears blurred her vision, and she almost instinctively hugged Mark tightly and buried her head deeply in Mark's chest.
In the God Realm, the giant claw turned into black smoke continues to wreak havoc. After it harmed four divine kingdoms, it originally targeted Barbara's divine kingdom, but it quickly gave up.
Without it, this is already an empty shell
However, when the seemingly indestructible black claws penetrated hard, it froze.
There are no gods, no divine power, no angels, no divine servants, not even pavilions built with divine power...
All the divine power was dealt with in advance by Barbara.
Either it can be used as her own backup divine power, or it can be used as a 'power bank' for angels to descend to the earth. No matter how bad it is, it can be used to bless the reincarnated servant of God.
There's nothing left anyway.
This is an egg shell without yolk and egg white.
Save money: Even dogs won’t eat it!
What makes Juzhao a little annoyed is that the following music and literature kingdoms are also the same, and they have long since disappeared.
To this moment, Barbara lost her vision of the Kingdom of God.
When all the lights dimmed, all she could do was pray.
At this moment, Mark was a little surprised to find that the goddess of music Muse and the goddess of literature Litcher sent an incarnation at the same time.
"What's going on with you over there?" After the three girls asked in unison, they suddenly fell silent again.
Isn’t this okay?
Barbara's body is here, and the other two bodies are staying in the City of Art. At the moment, there is chaos there, but being able to send a clone to check on the good sisters means that their situation is not too bad.
Seeing each other's current situation, they were both happy and scared.
If Barbara hadn't acted wisely and bravely in advance, she would have fallen into trouble, and the other two would have had a hard time.
It was Barbara who spoke first: "Does anyone know about Pei Ting's situation?"
The other two goddesses shook their heads in confusion.
Muse's face turned pale: "I have already informed the gods of the Orthodox Church, but I don't know if they can make it in time."
The gods of the Orthodox Church are not without guarding against each other. In the divine world, they use divine power barriers to divide each other's territories and refuse each other's free entry.
The eight gods of art formed a small circle of their own, originally helping each other, and they also signed an extremely strict defensive alliance treaty with the god of protection Gard.
At least it has been very effective over the past thousand years.
Success is an alliance, failure is an alliance.
They never thought about what they would do if there was an enemy that even Gard couldn't defeat?
Okay, this is the result!
"Look!" Litcher suddenly pointed.
There is no need for perception. Anyone who still has eyes can clearly see the changes in the zenith of the lower level of the spiritual world.
It's a bit like what Mark saw in the future vision, a kingdom of gods crashing into the lower spiritual world.
From a consequentialist point of view, the results are very different, because what falls is not the same Kingdom of God at all.
Looking from a distance, the outer wall of this divine kingdom looks like it is painted with a light layer of oil paint. Perhaps the mask of this divine kingdom was once quite thick, but now it is as thin as a soap bubble, giving people the impression that it will break when touched.
feeling.
With the help of the light curtain that Barbara opened on the spot, Mark and others could clearly see the outlines of the palaces and houses in the Kingdom of God, as well as the painterly-style, somewhat densely colored road.
Because of the turbulence of spiritual power caused by the leakage of divine power, visually, the buildings inside seemed to be shaking strangely.
Mark immediately discovered that this was not an illusion.
Clusters of black fireworks soared inside the Kingdom of God, and the pavilions and pavilions built with divine power were burned into frames at a speed visible to the naked eye, showing a disgusting, thick black color.
In the flames that spread wantonly, human figures can still be seen, and from time to time, the screams of the servants of gods can be heard coming from inside.
"No -" the most emotional Litcher burst into tears on the spot: "I've persuaded you, I've persuaded you! Why are you so stupid! You refuse to give up any options!"
Muse and Barbara immediately set their sights on Mark.
Barbara shook Mark's arm hard and bit her lip: "Mark, we are not very close to Pei Ting, but we are both the gods of art. Can I save her?"
If it were a disaster in the God Realm, Mark would definitely be beyond his control.
If the divine kingdom of the painting goddess fell to the lower level of the spiritual world, that would be a different matter.
Barbara's so-called "I will save", to put it bluntly, is to ask Mark and the fellow countrymen behind him to take action.
Not only her, but also Litchell also cast a pleading look.
Mark was silent for three seconds and nodded: "I'll try my best."
The Caribbean is on emergency sailing.
The burly bull-headed demon will take long strides in front, and in a few strokes, he will pull the speed of the white cruise ship to the ultimate speed of 33 knots.
Standing on the bow deck of the ship, feeling the bumps coming from underneath the ship, Mark didn't feel confident at all.
Save the God of Painting?
At this time, saving one means directly confronting the other.
There is no doubt that this is a loss-making business.
But this is the price!
If he wants to take down Barbara and even Muse and Litcher, it means he has to stop the evil spirits who want to devour them.
Just when Mark was in a state of ups and downs, right in front of them, the kingdom of the God of Painting exploded.
As gorgeous as fireworks, but as exaggerated as mushroom eggs.
A huge explosion tore apart the sky in the lower spiritual world, but what really shocked Mark was the collective loss of voice of the three goddesses.
