The tricks of the magicians almost made the four goddesses mad.
He almost issued an oracle for the third time, no, it was a divine punishment, punishing those bastards who falsely preached the oracle!
Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Barbara had to bite the bullet and find Mark.
Of course, the sexy dancing goddess played a trick to save the believers. She first performed a belly dance from a negative distance and then told her about it.
Mark fully realized how terrifying the power of the god-level pillow wind was.
I really can’t stand it!
He grimaced: "Only my direct descendants can receive this treatment, do you understand?"
"I understand! Of course I understand!" Goddess Barbara said obediently.
Mark actually wanted to refuse firmly, because how can an art student be so easy to raise? This is a product of peaceful times.
On the other hand, he was afraid that some Austrian art student would fail.
It can be said that blocking is worse than sparing. If a large number of people are admitted and there is nothing to do, big trouble will occur.
At this moment, Mark suddenly saw in his destiny vision a cluster of possibilities that intersected with his destiny line.
"Well, this..."
"What's wrong?"
"Awards can be set up, divided into champions, double walls, four heavenly kings, eight heroes and sixteen heroes."
"Well, the name is so tacky."
"You can change your name. Anyway, these people will be given special discounts in the first year. The first three will be automatically promoted to be your servants. The top one can follow you within a year. The remaining ones can guard the ring next year and compete with other challengers.
Competition. I will let Rosalin draw up a preferential charter. The core is - the capable will be promoted and the useless will be eliminated. The entire selection can be voted on by all believers, and the one with the most votes wins. Of course, you have a veto right."
This is a typical pyramid method. Only the best people can live a good life and have their own independent dance studio.
Mark has allocated some resources.
It is a luxury to do art in the limited space of a ship.
For the rest, the muse can meet this standard, while the other two goddesses have to fall behind.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with this operation.
If there are still art believers with brain damage who don't work and want more... Mark has ordered that the self-righteous guy be thrown into the sea to calm down. If you have gone too far, it is not impossible to calm down completely.
While Mark was busy dealing with these art believers, the overall situation of the entire world slipped in a more ominous direction.
On June 1st, 30% of the entire Wright Empire was completely cut off from contact. According to reports from scouts riding bright eagles, horrific demon lairs were discovered in many places.
It was against this background that in a side hall of the Twin Goddess Sect's great church, Vivian rushed back after a long journey.
"What happened? You actually want our elite team to come back?" Vivian frowned as soon as she saw Judge Abner.
No matter whether she looked at Abner or Dida, they had the same confusion on their faces.
At this moment, the palace door was pushed open by the night guard, and [Whip of Night] Knight walked in with his head held high.
The three people saluted quickly. They noticed that behind Knight was actually followed by Albert, who was supposed to be the bishop of the Bolivar area.
"No courtesy!" Knight's eyes swept over the faces of the three people. As soon as he raised his hand, his adjutant handed over an official document: "In the name of [Whip of the Night], I and the Archbishop of Light, Rodriguez,
Jointly issue a transfer order!”
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the three people changed suddenly, and they immediately changed from bowing to kneeling.
On the back of this parchment, two emblems of light and night exuding faint divine power are revealed.
At this moment, Knight, who used two divine seals, represented the two goddesses.
"Judge Abner Miller, Judge Vivian Carlos, High Priest of Light Dida Wilson, your three-person purification team will be expelled from the Gemini religion with immediate effect and will be changed to the Destiny family.
The private soldiers are temporarily under the control of Bishop Albert Katniss. Once conditions permit, they will become the direct subordinates of Mark Destiny."
Abner and Dida were fine, they were simply shocked.
Vivian was a bit like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She almost jumped up, and her bulging look looked like exploding fur.
"Wait! I don't understand why I, the Judge of the Night, need to..."
"Are you questioning the joint decision made by the Archbishop and I?" Knight's eyes were sharp, like those of a midnight beast, which made Vivian tremble.
She lowered her head: "I'm just asking for further explanation."
Knight's eyes were fierce and expressive, but after a few seconds, he sighed slowly: "Because of this battle between gods, the twin goddesses are not sure of winning. Now our old friend Mark has shown that he is capable of entering the god world.
Strength. Rodriguez and I both want to leave a way out for the two ladies."
The eyes of the three kneeling people showed the same shock.
"Mark him..."
"He just publicly announced his blessing to the four goddesses of art in the port of San Marino. Yes, you heard it right, he announced this as a mortal. What's even more wonderful is that no orthodox church raised any objections, and no one who did not grow up raised any objections.
The demons in the eyes dare to enter within a radius of thirty kilometers around the port."
This news simply subverted their three views.
In the territory of the Twin Goddess, the head of the orthodox church, the evil demons are like crazy launching destructive attacks on everything in the Twin Church. But they dare not touch Mark?
What's the point?
Although Vivian knew that Mark had gained a reputation by fighting all the way, his prestige to this extent was completely beyond her imagination.
When did Mark, who was fighting together, talking and laughing, reach the point where he needed her to look up to him?
It seems like it only takes a year, right?
Vivian's mouth was a little sour.
At this moment, Knight walked up to Vivian, held Vivian's shoulders with his own hands, and knelt down on one knee.
"No! Sir, you are..." Vivian was confused.
"As the mortal closest to Ms. Night, I can deeply feel Ms. Night's endless anxiety. The two seemingly powerful ladies actually look around the divine world and cannot find a decent ally, but they are enemies in the world. Mark
Although he is young, he is the biggest variable in this divine battle. It is impossible for the two ladies to say anything in pleading, so let me be embarrassed."
"Sir, this..."
"Please help me beg Mark, please help us ask for a favor from those outside gods. If...if...if...they fail, can we take the two ladies with us?"
At this time, Knight did not have the arrogance of being superior, nor did he have the bossy attitude of a superior. What he had was just an infinite loyalty to the Lady of the Night.
Abner looked at his old boss quietly, feeling that he seemed to have aged twenty years overnight.
By the way, would Ms. Night not know about Knight doing this?
Abner secretly shook his head, remembering a proverb in the church, "The lady of the night knows everything."
But knowing that there is a problem but still not being able to save yourself is the saddest thing!