It wasn't that Mark did this on purpose, but that he opened up his vision of destiny and found that this was the only way to enter.
If you don't enter this rhythm, no matter how you go, you will step into a gray-black tributary of destiny.
If you read it correctly, this lawn, which seems to have no spiritual power fluctuations, is the most terrifying protective circle in itself.
No trap was activated, no demon attacked, but as Mark approached the circular building, he vaguely felt an inexplicable sense of depression.
The ominous premonition in my heart became more and more intense.
Finally crossing the lawn and arriving at a place with floor tiles, Mark stood still and stared at the gray-black building.
"Um?"
[Future Vision] appeared.
In the circular row of houses in front of me, in the vision, a strange and blurry face appeared in every window the next second.
The strange faces are associated with men, women, or mysterious non-human beings. It seems that every existence is looking at Mark through the glass window. Even some strange faces are at the other end of the circular house at this moment.
There are 36 houses and 36 faces. In the empty eye sockets of each face, there are two mysterious eyes of different shapes looking at Mark who is standing there.
"The long-lost...dangerous aura..." Mark felt a chill in his heart.
long time!
Ever since he gathered the four Knights of the Apocalypse and obtained the War Stone, even when facing the real evil god [Death Knell], Mark still didn't feel threatened.
This is a long time coming.
"Hoo ho!" Mark exhaled and secretly rolled the dice of fate.
【1】!
【1】!
Still [1]!
Three consecutive [1] points representing attack and destruction gave Mark a feeling of tingling scalp.
He envisioned three different actions: pick a window and rush in; jump directly over the roof; dig three feet into the ground and burrow in.
Each one is a dead end.
The first kind of outcome is to end up on the King Louis Happy Stage. The forearm and head that Mark reached for first disappeared out of thin air.
The second type is chrysanthemum debris. The tiles flying from the roof turned into huge spikes, directly piercing Mark's body from bottom to top.
The third type is buried. When he was buried, he was alone, and when he was dug up, it cost 3,000 yuan. It is really the underground version of Lingchi.
"The place where the muse's doppelgänger jumped out on the street... is really weird..." Mark stared at the distorted and blurred female face facing the window that seemed to be screaming silently.
In a short period of time, Mark will no longer be able to use the destiny dice.
The more he used it, the more he gradually came to a guess: it wasn't that he didn't have to pay the price, but that his clone paid the price for him.
Again, if you lose a part of your soul clone, if you lose some soul fragments, you can still rely on soul amplification to overcome it. If you lose too much, something big will happen.
Therefore, Mark decided to act recklessly when faced with trouble!
"Zi——"
As he suddenly raised his hand, a lightning-type Mark holding the [Wind Chasing Sword] jumped high into the air. He was seen wielding a huge long sword, and a majestic thunder light burst out from the sword's edge, turning into a
A huge cone-shaped lightning shield was placed over the building complex, and suddenly hundreds of thunder snakes were densely bombarding the ring-shaped building head-on.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
There was no imaginary scene of gravel flying around and building materials sputtering in all directions. Instead, the entire ring-shaped building was like a ring of ice cubes melted on the spot by a high-temperature spray gun.
The high walls, tiled roofs, and strange human figures in front of me all turned into rolling and twisted black mist under the intense lightning strikes.
But, this is not the end.
Just as Mark was stunned, in the next second, the entire ring-shaped building complex turned into a terrifying black metal ring. Like a noose, it teleported to the neck of Mark who controlled the [Wind Chaser's Sword].
For a moment, Mark himself felt that this very important avatar of his had almost left him.
At this critical moment, another Mark clone activated [Eye of Agamotto].
"Dang!"
On this replica of the artifact, golden eyelids suddenly appeared, and a mysterious green light poured out, immediately becoming the only color in the world.
Before the noose-shaped black ring transformed from the entire ring-shaped building had time to show its terrifying power, it was gently held by a slender hand and could no longer move.
"Phew! Done!" Mark breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, he tried his best to inject his thoughts into the [Eye of Agamotto], imagining that he wanted to pull that thing away and drag it into a gap in space that did not belong to this time and space.
Obviously, he succeeded.
In the space storm coming from the void, more than ten kinds of free power with different attributes are rushing through the black ring crazily.
The unreasonable spatial turbulence crazily erodes everything left on the black ring, whether it is tangible or intangible things, matter or will.
This kind of violent destruction of targets in a way that almost belongs to the power of chaos will cause any low-grade gadget to be torn to pieces in an instant.
Of course, good things are exceptions.
Ten seconds later, Mark was a little surprised to see the black above fade away, revealing a mysterious bright silver color, and he shouted: "Stop!"
[Eye of Agamotto] seems to have narrowed its eyes.
When green light invaded the void, whether it was sacred golden energy or attributeless spatial turbulence, all energy without a fixed shape suddenly stopped collectively.
Mark's spiritual thought turned into a big ethereal hand and took off the shining silver ring.
The moment he got the silver ring, not only did the previous sense of crisis completely disappear, but the system also reacted.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ????, the host needs to obtain the remaining parts of the item to fully unlock its power. 】
"this……"
Reality did not give Mark a cruel slap, but gave him a sweet date.
He clearly felt that this silver bracelet-like thing was connected to six unknown things. By coincidence, the remaining six parts were all in the mysterious castle in front of him.
"Is this a jackpot?"
Mark suppressed his increasingly excited mood, kept his face calm, took one step forward, and his body turned into a flowing wind, blowing towards the castle like a whirlwind.
Just when he arrived in front of the gate, the terrifying city gate, which was at least four stories tall, came down hard.
If you were any normal person, you would probably be trying your best to shrink back at this time, right?
Mark did not retreat but moved forward. He flew towards the ground like a sharp arrow. In the blink of an eye, he shoveled the shovel under the door.
Strangely enough, when he saw that he was about to reach the bottom of the door and that he was about to be crushed to death by this door weighing less than a thousand pounds, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
He found that he had fallen into the mouth of a long passage.
Not far away, inside the half-opened iron door in front, there was a hint of cold air.
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ps: Just one update today. My wife and son are positive. We are in a state of collapse.
