The only good thing is that once he got here, he was back to the state where he could throw the fate dice.
"Um?"
Mark was a little lost looking at the [20] point.
He even had a vague feeling: Sometimes he cast 20 points because he got lucky and hit the highest 20; sometimes he cast 20 because the highest was only 20.
That wonderful premonition of winning a big prize in a high-risk, high-reward adventure is quite wonderful.
Without saying anything, Mark had a flash of inspiration and kicked the half-covered door from a distance. A huge ball of silver aura turned into a shock wave and kicked the door violently away.
Anyway, if he blows up the ring building outside, even the hibernating bears will be awakened by him. Whoever needs to be alarmed has already been alarmed.
Then stop pretending.
"Open the door and check your body! I'm from the medical department -" Mark shouted and strode in.
Well, the best doctor in the world is to kill all the enemies, so that there will be no possibility of teammates injuring the enemies.
As soon as he entered the door, there were dozens of things that looked like heavy armored knights on foot, charging towards him with swords raised in both hands.
Mark ignored him: "Please, another me."
A clone of Mark suddenly flew out of the main body. He pulled the flame power in the atmosphere, made virtual gestures with his hands, and outlined a > in mid-air that represented greater than.
Large swaths of golden fire surged like wolves down the mountain, fiercely pouncing on the knights and biting them.
With a strange "sizzling" sound, the knights were melted instantly like steel scraps thrown into a furnace.
But the next second, a series of loud "rumbling" sounds suddenly came from those knights.
With the knight as the center, all the surrounding objects and even the ground were blown away by the sudden explosion, and a large number of fragments were blown away.
Mark frowned: "Self-destruction soldier?"
If he had chosen melee just now, he would be in trouble now.
Another clone of Mark flashed out. It stirred up the strong wind, blowing away all the smoke, dust and gravel. In the blink of an eye, everything in the field of vision became clear.
What appears in front of you is a cylindrical hall with a diameter of more than one hundred meters and a height of more than fifty meters. In the middle of the hall is a huge crystal-like object, which is composed of an unknown number of huge mirrors. The smallest one is
The mirror is also 3 meters wide and 10 meters high.
Indescribable smoke billows and stirs in every mirror, like the claws of wild beasts, or the fangs of some terrible ancient beast biting inside the mirror, trying to break through the dimensional boundaries of the mirror.
, kill in front of Mark.
On the frame of the mirror, black things like blood vessels are constantly spreading. They cling to it and even penetrate into the metal frame of the mirror. If you listen carefully, you will hear waves of low metal explosions.
Undecipherable chaotic roars echoed in the hall, but these sounds containing terrifying curses and mysterious incantations were blocked by an invisible barrier less than one meter away from Mark.
Mark came here using a copy of the [Eye of Agamotto], and his body is not actually here. What arrived here was the soul projection of Mark condensed with his own spirit, which is very close to a god to a certain extent.
The only difference between the clones is that Mark did not become a god.
Since the main body does not exist in this dimension, the only thing the opponent can attack is his spirit and soul.
Apparently the guys from the Reincarnation Cult have prepared a big gift for possible intruders.
The smoke in the mirror finally revealed its ferocious side...
Suddenly!
The mirror exploded!
The unstable smoke turned into large and small eyeballs filled with terrifying spiritual light.
Some of them are normal eyes that are biased towards humans, and many more have vertical pupils of various colors that are almost like beasts. Each of them is pulling a thick cloud of smoke, like a hound that activates all senses, including the sense of smell, to search for prey, and pounces quickly.
Mark, and the clones created by Mark.
"Die!"
"Destroy it!"
"No existence can escape the pursuit of reincarnation."
Seeing thousands of illusory 'bloodhounds' rushing towards him, Mark was really a little panicked.
He even subconsciously recalled the appearance of 'Mr. Galaxy'.
Who would have expected that he was a little panicked, but the other person was a little bit panicked.
Normally speaking, anyone who casts a clone across space must have a thought cluster, or spiritual thought, without putting soul fragments into the clone to allow it to act autonomously.
As long as the hunter follows the direction of the thought cluster and tracks it in reverse, he will most likely be able to find the enemy's origin. Even if the opponent cuts off the connection at the critical moment, it doesn't matter. Remember the fluctuation of the opponent's soul, and then start from the three thousand worlds.
If you look for the same fluctuations, you will find the culprit.
This time, the guy who dug the trap was terribly wrong.
Because Mark borrowed the space-time power of fellow villager Mei Mumu, when the hunter pursued in reverse, the first thing he found was that the trace belonged to Mei Mumu.
Hi! What is Big Brother?
Big brother is the big pot!
How can I be qualified to be the eldest brother if the pot is not firmly settled?
After they passed through the vortex of time and space, they were immediately confused by the fragmented starry sky in front of them.
That is not the space this world should have!
That picture of the universe composed of hundreds of billions of stars was definitely before their eyes for the first time in history.
It's a pity that they didn't have the chance to take this information back.
After all, this is not their domain.
"Oh? My little brother really knows how to play 'Diversion of Water to the East'." Among the hundreds of billions of stars, the shadow of a man dressed as a mage showed a mysterious smile.
He just waved his hand, and the endless starlight suddenly turned into countless bigger and more terrifying eyeballs. When the big eyes looked at those small eyeballs across time and space, the small eyeballs of the Samsara God Sect collectively burst into tears.
.
Not only the eyes were destroyed, but also all the reincarnation priests connected behind them.
One second ago, the 1,024 high-level reincarnation priests lurking in the Three Thousand Worlds were squatting in front of the statue of reincarnation in full armor, praying quietly and peeping here.
The next second, the terrifying extraordinary chaotic power mixed with the indescribable void noise was transmitted back to their minds.
"Puff puff!"
It sounds like explosive balls.
What exploded was their brains.
Even the statues of gods in front of them were destroyed on the spot, causing large areas of blisters.
The statue is the face of a god. The statues have been torn down, and the god himself has not even farted. This only proves that their god cannot protect them.
"Ahhhh-" Even the well-informed person in charge couldn't help but scream.
At this time, the voice of the Archbishop of Samsara came from the void: "Alas! I spied on things that I shouldn't have spied on, and this is what happens."