Exploring information about different parallel worlds is definitely not easy to do: opening the door to time and space and understanding the progress of the war between gods in different parallel worlds through communication are just dreams most of the time.
Being able to skillfully cross space and collect the soul fragments of the same person in different parallel worlds is already the limit of what the Reincarnation Cult can achieve.
Even such a gate to time and space still requires a high-level priest to spend a lot of time accumulating and learning before he dares to try to open it.
Any failure in soul transfer often involves the loss of a heavily-gathered local church. Even with the wealth of the Reincarnation Cult, it still feels painful.
While most churches keep their angels in the Kingdom of God and hide their heroic troops in outer space, Samsara disperses and hides its elites in three thousand parallel worlds.
This is the way of reincarnation.
However, there is definitely someone who has broken this 'reincarnation' now.
"Who could this be?" The first gray-armored man frowned.
"We will never allow anything to hinder our ten thousand years of achievements."
"Yes! In the name of reincarnation!"
"In the name of reincarnation——" the other gray-armored men said in unison.
They don't know that the culprit behind the changes in the reincarnation plan is currently in a sweet trouble.
At night, there is a set of homemade cards on Mark's desk.
It is divided into blue R-level, purple SR-level, golden SSR-level, and the latest rainbow-colored card that also has rough edges [God’s Domain Legend Card]
Today's color cards only include one, Barbara, the dancing goddess.
"Who's the next colored card?" Mark smiled slightly... evilly.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
The maid Anweina said from outside the door: "Mr. Muse requests a meeting."
"Please come in."
Mark's eyes lit up when he saw the stunning music goddess's new outfit.
Under Muse's yellow gauze, there is a hook-like [bass clef], paired with a braid pinned to the right front. Her outfit...
Mark wanted to say, "Madam, your outfit is very dangerous!"
Of course, on the surface, Mark asked seriously: "Oh, Muse, what's the matter? A new group of believers have arrived for me to deal with?"
"No. I want to say why so many of my previous clones chose to self-destruct. I didn't even tell Barbara this secret."
The muse was sitting in front of Mark's desk, and the great notes were gently beating with the breath of the muse's holy body. This was obviously a very eye-catching scene, but Mark had to take it seriously.
"Oh, tell me."
"I am very sure that my clone in a parallel world chose to join the Reincarnation Cult, but the results were very bad."
"What a bad idea?" Mark thought of a lot of bad things at once.
"[Note of Destruction]!"
"Um?"
"More information was obviously intercepted by the Reincarnation Religion. Those clones who tried to rely on the Reincarnation Religion did not even transmit soul fragments, but only transmitted notes that only I could understand, spanning time and space [Destruction]
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Mark frowned: "Tell me more details."
"I know my own character very well. Only in the most desperate and helpless moments will I sing the kind of horrific sound that violates my aesthetics. According to my understanding of myself, it is at least a world-destroying level [despair]
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"Even if your Kingdom of God is destroyed and you perish, you still won't sing the [note of destruction]?" Mark asked.
Muse shook her head.
This time the problem is big.
Likewise, the suspects became clearer - those bastards from the Reincarnation Sect really did nothing good.
Mark silently raised the threat level of the Reincarnation Cult to the highest level.
Muse continued to talk: "I am different from other art goddesses. My avatars should also be able to receive [notes] from other avatars. So before meeting you, most of 'I' chose to be clean.
A neat death. Only you in the main world gave me real hope."
Mark stood up and bowed slightly to salute: "It is my honor to be able to redeem the goddess!"
Muse no longer had a serious face, and rested her right elbow gracefully on the armrest: "Seriously? Young man, I can see a lot in your eyes?"
The muse pierced the paper.
Mark was also unambiguous: "Of course it is an honor to be able to rescue the goddess. However, it is also necessary to collect the shipping fee."
"Then... collect your fare." Muse pressed the armrest with her left hand, and her whole body flew up into the air, and then floated down lightly like a fallen leaf with almost no weight.
Mark easily caught the muse in a princess hug: "Does the goddess have the habit of falling in love with the boatman?"
"No, but I guess I can get used to it."
Muse began to sing a song called "Dazzling Realm", which Mark copied.
This song has no lyrics in the whole song, only the simplest pronunciations such as "ah" and "la". In contrast, this song has no connotation, it is just the purest art, or in other words, it is a show off of singing skills.
There are a lot of transpositions, using different parts of the voice - head voice, laryngeal voice, etc.
Mark was mesmerized until he used a 40mm conductor to truly test the true meaning of music.
…
Time and space travel, and the gray fog rolls in.
Following the soul guidance given by the Muse, Mark used the [Eye of Agamotto] to travel through time and space and came to an abandoned building similar to a manor.
There is a ring-shaped house in the manor, surrounding a circular castle. Surrounded by a large strange lawn, the house is surrounded in the middle.
The lawn itself is very abnormal. The outer circle is made up of withered haystacks, the middle circle is turned into yellow grass half a person tall, and the inner circle near the house is a piece of fresh green grass, just like the scene in early spring.
.
Mark put his feet on the lawn and looked towards the house from a distance.
The concentration of spiritual energy he felt at the first moment was wrong. He couldn't tell where it was the strongest. The spiritual energy in the entire manor was like seven notes on a staff, gradually getting higher and then slumping back to the 'duo' sound.
Mark frowned.
He had never seen such a strange scene.
Turning on the Destiny Vision, he was shocked to find that there were actually seven different destinies in front of him, going back and forth in a continuous cycle. Just like when he faced the table of contents of a book, he had to first turn to the right chapter before he could find what he wanted.
s things.
Standing firmly on the ground, Mark walked towards the ring building step by step.
Said to be step by step, in fact, with every step he took, he crossed a distance of ten meters. In the eyes of others, his body shot out ten meters like an arrow, then stood strangely, shot again, and stood again.
Certainly.
Just like before time travel, when he watched videos with poor recording quality, frames kept getting stuck and dropped.
