Offending an authentic evil god would probably have made Mark so scared that he couldn't sleep well beforehand.
Now...
There are gains and there are losses.
To save something, something must be sacrificed.
Mark could only sacrifice his own integrity.
Samikina, who will die if you don’t die?
However, the moment he finished doing this, Mark raised his head and continued to look up, and somewhat 'unexpectedly and reasonably' discovered two familiar existences.
She is bright and holy, her golden glory shines for thousands of miles, like the most flawless and inviolable existence in the world.
She is mysterious and profound, the black mist is silent and silent, like the most mysterious and unfathomable existence in the world.
Gemini goddess!
This pair of goddesses, who are world-famous and cannot be bypassed by anyone, are enshrined on the core altar silently.
The altar with white jade and gold trim is eight meters long and wide, projecting a trapezoidal cage upwards. The shadows of the two goddesses are floating in the mysterious space inside, cuddling and hugging each other.
Mark couldn't see their faces clearly through the light on their bodies. Just seeing those slim and divine figures, he had to admit that his collecting addiction was on display.
But soon, Mark pressed his thoughts.
That's not something he can handle now.
Apparently the God of Reincarnation or some secret and powerful existence has written a grand script set in the divine world. Before he has enough power to overturn the table, all he can do is sneakily change the script.
Drop the sacrifices on the altar, and they must be high and not low.
Not to mention saving the twin goddesses, he didn't even know if these two goddesses had any thoughts of selling themselves.
Mark is the kind of boss who doesn't let the rabbit go before he sees the rabbit. He really can't do something like taking a big risk and becoming a dog licker.
He raised his left hand, and what emerged from his palm were the shadows of four goddesses of art. Those were their divided souls. Only by mastering this important divided soul could it be possible to truly save them from this damned world.
peeled off from the strange world.
He didn't know if this was considered a great success, but at least it was a very remarkable progress.
Exhaling a breath of filthy air, Mark retreated to the next best thing and turned his attention to the spikes placed in the direction of a six-pointed star beside the lower altar.
These spikes are very strange. From a distance, they look like long needles with small metal beads stuck in them. Looking more closely, they look like rapiers in the Earth Olympics fencing competition.
The biggest difference is: both ends of the spikes are extremely sharp, and every inch of the spikes are densely packed with fine barbs, about 1cm long.
If you want to pick it up, you have no idea where to start.
Fortunately, this is not a problem.
The strange ring obtained by destroying the row of ring-shaped houses before Mark came in made a resonating sound. It urged Mark in its own way to quickly pick up its other parts.
The ring is the master controller.
As soon as he thought, the six spikes reacted immediately. They trembled slightly, trying to break free from the shackles of the earth and fly into the air.
They failed.
The system prompt pops up at this moment: [Please host to inject spiritual power of six attributes: earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness at the same time! The synchronization rate difficulty coefficient is 20!]
The difficulty was so high that Mark's scalp went numb.
Does one person need to play six attributes at the same time? Or is it absolutely synchronized!?
Mark suddenly understood why people from the Reincarnation Cult could safely leave this thing here.
This is something that ordinary extraordinary people cannot touch.
Fortunately, it was not a problem for him!
"Please! I am a special six!" Mark gave an order, and six Mark clones from different parallel worlds, majoring in different attributes, immediately appeared in every corner of the hexagram.
They either smiled, looked serious, or looked calm and collected, and all raised their weapons.
It is precisely because they come from the same person that they have a synchronization rate that others can never surpass.
"one two three!"
Inconsistent actions bring consistent results.
When six groups of powerful spiritual lights bloomed simultaneously in this dark space.
The six spikes were finally freed from their restraints.
When six excited thoughts sent soul signals to Mark at the same time, he almost thought he had released six monkeys.
Fortunately! They only have a superficial self-awareness, probably about the same as a one-year-old border collie.
After some spiritual communication, these six spikes turned into streamers of light and merged into Mark's soul world.
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the magic weapon (God-Destroying Thorn)! 】
[God-destroying thorn: The host can store obsessions of different attributes into it. Once it pierces the body of the god, it will impact with chaotic spiritual energy, disrupting to the maximum extent, and even destroying the core of the god's power. 】
Sometimes, the shorter the note introduction, the more powerful it is.
Mark didn't know that Wei Mao had such a gadget against the gods in this mysterious altar. When he thought about it, even the gods could be used as sacrifices here. It was not surprising that there was such a heaven-defying gadget.
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Maybe if he takes out the [God-Destroying Thorn], all the other gods will look displeased with him.
But if he doesn't take it, then he will leave this thing to the God of Samsara. How can he fall asleep?
It’s so hairy!
Taking away the [God-Destroying Thorn], Mark looked around the hall. What he saw was just an ordinary huge hall. Using Destiny Vision, you will find out what kind of building this is in the physical sense? The surroundings are constantly collapsing and unstoppable.
The strange space that stops.
This is the end of the destiny of the gods in this world, and it can also be the starting point for the birth of new gods.
Without the dice of destiny to protect him, Mark would probably have his eyes, brain, and spirit explode if he looked at it twice more.
Mark felt a little dizzy, which was a sign of a great loss of mental energy.
"What an incredible place! It seems that we can only stop here today."
Mark looked at the [Eye of Agamotto] that he tied to his chest with a rope as a pendant. Based on his induction with the replica of this artifact, he knew that this ridiculously powerful replica of the artifact had been completely memorized.
Here. Even if someone removes this mysterious space with earth-shattering power, he can still find a way to break through the barriers of time and space and find this place again.
"Let's go."
Mark's clone turned around and walked away, disappearing into space.
He didn't know that his departure made countless people breathe a sigh of relief.
It wasn't until the fog of fate cleared that the Reincarnation Cult sent its first death squad member, a miserable chief priest, to secretly spy on the situation here.
He sat cross-legged, with his eight fingers intertwined. Only the two index fingers of his left and right hands pointed at each other, forming an arch-like shape, on which hung the sacred object of the God of Reincarnation [Eye of Reincarnation]. On his gray robe,
It was full of runes to prevent mental erosion. And in the 360-degree space around him, there were countless [Eyes of Reincarnation] staring at his every move.