"Impossible!" The Plague Knight screamed and drew four arrows.
[Quadruple Poison Arrows Accumulated Shooting]!
What was shot was not just four poisonous arrows, the poisonous arrows flew into the air and suddenly exploded, forming four huge cone-shaped plague tornadoes parallel to the ground.
As long as the opponent is contaminated even a little bit, he will definitely fall into a terrible negative state, and then he will be slaughtered by Ubel.
Something unexpected happened again!
The man in front of him perfectly coordinated his shooting movements, and at the moment when the arrow was about to explode, he flew up from the ground.
The man was like a black battering ram, just in time to miss the four tornadoes of plague that were about to expand, and rushed towards Ubel in the chest.
"No -" This time, Ubel was really panicked. It was obviously too late to draw his sword, so he tilted his poisonous long bow in front of him.
This is his last defensive move.
Whenever the opponent collides with his longbow, the bow will be destroyed. As a price, a large ball of terrifying poisonous mist will be ejected that kills both humans and animals, killing all living creatures within a hundred meters.
Although there was a group of trainee plague knights behind him, as well as the captive, the dancing goddess Barbara, Ubel couldn't care less.
The results of it?
The opponent's exaggerated sword suddenly split into two halves.
The sharp upper half of the sword split Ubel's entire body in half under the huge inertia.
The opponent just passed by his corpse, and even had time to use flames to disinfect the strange-shaped sword before reconnecting the half of the sword.
"Why...why...what?" Ubel's eyes widened, and he never understood why the other party could see through all his movements.
Gorgeous sword light shot out in all directions. When the last plague knight fell, the dying Ubel heard Shi Shiran's answer.
"Because, I have killed you 233 times."
The murderer is, of course, Mark.
As the 'master' of Plague Knight Ubel in the main plane, Mark has a comprehensive understanding of this Plague Knight.
Even if Ubel in a certain world reaches the level of Demon God General, so what?
No one knows yourself better than yourself.
Ubel in the main world has sold himself in the sub-world, so what else is there to say?
Seeing Mark, who was like a god descending from heaven, slaughtering all the Plague Demon's men like melons and vegetables, Barbara was dumbfounded: "You... you are..."
Mark said gently: "I am your master and your salvation!"
"Master..." this Barbara clone murmured.
Not just her, every clone of Barbara who was saved by Mark in the three thousand worlds uttered the same murmur.
More than a thousand voices resonated, gathered together, and finally turned into a grand and pious voice.
"Master Mark..."
On the Caribbean ship in the main world, Barbara, the majestic true god, was like the craziest fanatic at this moment, kneeling in front of Mark. Unexpectedly, her eyes filled with tears and she could not control herself.
"I'm back, all the fragments of my soul are back."
Mark stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears of the beautiful goddess in front of him, and apologized: "Not all. I didn't go to many destroyed worlds, and the price was a bit high."
If he really wants to conquer the Three Thousand Worlds, Mark himself will probably die of exhaustion if not go crazy.
He took a trick.
Because he found that the proportion of soul fragments in different worlds was not consistent. Under the system's judgment, he went to some of the fragments with relatively high weights. Most of the remaining ones had too low weights, or the world was destroyed as soon as the God War started.
It was destroyed, and the Barbara inside also turned into ashes.
"It's not important. I have received their soul fragments. Sometimes, only the bitterness of destruction can make me cherish the sweetness in front of me more." The goddess's chest rose and fell greatly with excitement.
In the vision of destiny, Barbara's soul in front of her may not be absolutely complete.
Don’t forget that in this world, the soul can expand and grow. For example, if you add milk to water, it is still considered water. Conversely, if you add some water to milk, as long as the concentration is not too low, it will become acceptable.
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As long as Barbara keeps copying her memory core from the past, she can still fill the integrity of her soul to 100%, but it will only take a few months.
"Hey, dancing goddess, I've been working so hard, why don't you say anything?"
Barbara blinked: "How about you treat me to something to eat?"
"Why do I still invite you?"
The next morning, on the long breakfast table on the Caribbean, Mark was a little absent-minded. First, he accidentally put a piece of butter the size of an eraser directly into his mouth with a fork, and then he took a sip of lemonade to wash his hands in despair.
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Marianne couldn't stand it anymore: "Dear, what's wrong with you?"
Compared with this, Muse is more concerned about another thing: "Where is Barbara? I clearly felt her entering the restaurant just now."
The girls were stunned.
"Uh, um, my favorite brooch accidentally fell under the table."
What a strong reason!
What I fear the most is the sudden silence.
Barbara felt that every second of silence on the field was a torture to her soul.
What's even more amazing is that not a single female family member chose to leave.
"Ah, Peiting, I heard that you painted a new painting..." Litcher used a slightly louder voice and activated the [Chat Deck].
"Yes! My recent life at sea has inspired me." Pei Ting responded dryly.
Muse, who was sitting next to Barbara, secretly handed a napkin to her best friend: "Wipe it."
"Ah!" Barbara's face turned even redder, but her words in the god-level soul circuit cheered up the souls of the other four current or former goddesses present: [My soul is complete.]
One of the biggest differences between gods and mortals is that their spirits often work on multiple threads at the same time. There is no ancestral grand occasion where one core works and seven cores watch.
They are generally able to multi-purpose a dozen things at once, and even powerful ones can multi-purpose a dozen things at once.
If we cannot do this, we will not be able to cope with the prayers of so many believers at the same time.
Of course, they do not respond at the same time. They often only choose the believer with the loudest voice to break through the spiritual world and spread to the kingdom of God to respond.
This does not prevent them from chatting quietly about household matters at the dinner table, and at the same time chatting about the things they care about most on the goddess channel.
[Really?] Muse is the most nervous and cares about Barbara the most.
[Of course. You can open your eyes and watch.] Barbara secretly let go of the fog on her soul. When the fog like dancing ribbons was removed, what the good sisters saw was a full and complete soul.
Comparison is harmful. If they are a big puzzle with most of it missing, then Barbara is missing just a small piece. If you look closely, you can also find that there seems to be something else in the lack of color in her soul.
