How can a causal weapon with the power of destiny as its core be so easy to play?
Mark sneered in his heart: Accept the backlash of fate! Monster!
To be honest, if Mark had not seen the fate of the A-level [abnormality], Mark would not have thought of how to deal with this [abnormal] monster that fell into darkness.
For example: The rule set by Miss Doll Mini is [Dancing].
Dancing is the core of the whole anomaly.
As long as you are willing to dance with her, everything is easy, and you can even ignore the poor dance moves. Of course, if the dancer is strong enough and just withdraws from the small area she has set, that's fine.
This abnormal law is very weak and not particularly mandatory.
This means that after passing the law test, to regain Miss Doll, you still need strong dancing skills and super personal charm (referred to as good looks).
Susie the Centipede, an evil creature who focuses heavily on the law of destiny, is another extreme. Under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to defeat her in this foggy academy. If you can't defeat her, you can still run away.
But after breaking the series of laws she set, she will have to endure the backlash of four evil laws of fate centered on gambling.
If the bad old man who taught "Abnormal History" hadn't lied to him, this centipede... would be finished!
However, the dice of fate are so arrogant.
If nothing else happens, it's time for an accident to happen.
Completely ignoring Mark's will, the fate dice flew out on its own, and a [1] was thrown out.
Mark's handsome face suddenly turned into the word "囧".
After investing so many 20 points, I finally got my reward.
"roar!"
While letting out an inhuman roar, Ms. Centipede let out the most vicious curse - the sound did not come from the damaged mouth and vocal cords, but the roar of a soul.
"It doesn't matter you! Carter! You despicable humans will only use conspiracy to harm me! No! I will not be destroyed just like that! I, I - will never compromise!"
So what if you don’t compromise?
The debt of fate is not so easy to owe.
Unless, she can also gamble her other things.
Mist, no, a large cloud of mist that was essentially evil thoughts spurted out from various wounds on Susie's body along with the shredded flesh and blood. In less than ten seconds, half of the first floor was filled.
This flash flood-like evil energy makes people's scalp numb and their limbs cold just by looking at it.
For the first time, Mark experienced the fear he should have when facing a powerful [evil creature].
The breath that hit his face carried unparalleled power. Before it reached the front of his toes, he already had a good chance of winning. He felt that if he didn't do anything, he would be heartbroken in the next second.
A sense of trance.
Susie's eyes were lifeless, and her originally rather pale eyes suddenly turned into a pair of centipede-like eyes.
When a total of eight single eyes suddenly popped out of Aunt Susie's half-broken face, Mark and Bison were still shocked.
Being stared directly at by eight weird and bloody eyes, as if their appearance was imprinted into the deepest part of her soul full of hatred. This horrible feeling made Mark's heart twitch hard.
, goosebumps appeared all over the body.
Without hesitation anymore, Mark yelled: "Hold on to me!"
Bison, this little fool, obviously had weak legs and her face was as white as a sheet. What's interesting is that she never pulled her hips at such a critical moment, so she hugged Mark's waist.
The next moment, a huge wave of evil energy hit us, and at the same time, the wind picked up.
The wind in the wooden house is very strong, but it shouldn't be so strong.
Miss Bison, who closed her eyes for a time in extreme fear, opened her eyes again due to an inexplicable sensation, and suddenly found a very special wooden arm crisscrossed on Mark's left arm.
A doll's arm!
The wooden knuckles beat as nimbly as a pianist's beautiful fingers.
With the movement of their fingers, bunches of spiritual threads flashing with light blue light and shadow danced rapidly, easily cutting the thick wood on the wooden wall to their left into pieces that would not hinder their escape.
"Bang——"
The wooden wall seemed to have been hit by a bomb and exploded, revealing a hole large enough for a carriage to pass through.
There was a different scenery immediately to their left.
She never knew that the howling wind and billowing clouds could be so beautiful!
Before she could react, very sharp spiritual threads wrapped around her and Mark's bodies lightly. A feeling of soaring clouds and mist came. Light and shadow flew by the corner of her eyes. In the blink of an eye, they were already in the air outside the house.
On the ground.
"Don't run!"
Accompanying Susie's soul roar was a deafening explosion.
The sound was so strong that it felt like my eardrums were about to be torn.
The two-story wooden house exploded, and countless pieces of wood, large and small, flew in all directions.
A piece of wood as thick as a human leg passed less than five centimeters away from Byson's left foot. She instinctively screamed, but the next second she was afraid that she would affect Mark's movements, so she covered her mouth instead.
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She stared at Susie with disbelief as she emerged from the ruins of the house - she no longer maintained her human form, but looked like a giant centipede with an exaggerated size.
With a diameter of nearly two meters and a body length of over fifty meters, who is she going to eat but a child in one bite?
No, calling her a centipede is a bit wrong.
Because whether it was her own chelicerae or the human leg snatched from the victim, her proud centipede kept falling off.
Except for the fact that the places on both sides of her body that should have had chelicerae turned into large blood holes that could not be healed, and her typical centipede head, there seems to be nothing wrong with calling her a snake.
Susie's body was very uncomfortable with the sudden loss of all her legs.
Within a few seconds, in her rage, she seemed to begin to adapt to this awkward and mutilated body, rolling and continuing to kill Mark and the two.
Mark and the others... were already flying hundreds of meters upside down, like a pair of puppets, pulled by the spiritual threads.
Temporarily safe, feeling the strong embrace of Mark's left arm, Bison looked up at Mark with admiration.
Mark's handsome face still had a trace of seriousness, but she could clearly see the corners of Mark's mouth turning up.
"We...will win?"
"We will definitely win!" Mark was extremely confident.
【Exception】You also need to abide by the rules.
If you lose your bet, you must pay the price.
But there is knowledge about when to pay.
Just like Mini, she told him personally that as long as he used her power, he had to pay the price of [dancing] with her. To kill an insignificant opponent like a mutant lobster, Mark could temporarily not pay the price and use the weak
The price is accumulated and she will pay it when she thinks it is enough.
If you use its power normally, if you delay paying the price, you will have to pay an extra price.
Mini confessed that if Mark didn't pay the price, she would be forced to lower her favorability towards Mark. If her favorability was low, she would probably run away, and if they met again in the future, the relationship would probably have to start over.
Susie, at first glance, seems to be exchanging temporary life and strength at a more exaggerated price.
This is like burning a large piece of paper with fire. The fire seems to be very strong, but it will burn out in a short time.
So Mark had no intention of fighting with Suzy, so he let Mini lead them, like Tarzan flying across the jungle with vines, flying past the mist-shrouded college buildings at high speed.
Ms. Centipede is here!
Driven by hatred and locked by her soul vision, she ignored all interference options and came straight at him with unparalleled destructive power.
The hard stone wall, which was originally the standard of the castle, was broken by the terrifying impact of the giant centipede.
Large wall bricks weighing dozens of kilograms were easily smashed into pieces like sandcastles on the beach.
The colonnades, partition walls, tables and chairs in the college, and everything else that bore traces of human civilization, were all crushed to powder by this shocking destructive force.
It doesn't matter if she has high destructive power, the key is that she is fast.
Mark ran 400 meters first under the leadership of Mini. This monster seemed to be the last to arrive first and would catch up at any time.
Where does this leave Mark to reason?
Fear surged into my heart again. This fear was mixed with the fear of the crisis itself and the instinctive fear of human beings towards abnormal things.
He felt a chill coming from the depths of his soul, and every cell was screaming "Run". Despite his extreme fear, Mark felt calm and free from fear.
Every muscle in the body obeyed his orders and made the most perfect coordination.
Stimulated by the rapid surge of adrenaline, in front of Miss Bison, Mark, who was pulled by the spirit wire and kept flying upside down, raised his revolver.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Mark emptied all the Holy Light bullets in the revolver in one go.
Like a miracle!
All hits!
"Ahhh!" Centipede Suzy let out a continuous scream that echoed through the entire academy.
Six of her eight single eyes had turned into six charred black holes emitting a golden aura.
Mark had a faint smile on his face: "Now at least in terms of eyes, we are even."
While talking and laughing, the eyes of the evil monster disappeared into ashes.
What a heroic feat.
If Miss Byson's eyes could have any other shape at this moment, it would definitely be heart-shaped.
What they didn't expect was that this scene would also be witnessed by several students who were standing guard in the magic circle...
"Katrina, that monster is chasing the Mark you like, right?"
"Yes...he is so handsome." Miss Catalina's voice sounded like she was talking in her sleep.
"No, what I want to ask is, what is he holding?"
"Uh, I, I don't know." The professor's daughter had a strange expression on her face. She would rather what she just saw was an illusion...
Here, the chase is not over yet.
Suzy kept opening and closing her mouth.
Those pair of mouthparts as sharp as pliers, one bite would definitely dismember Mark on the spot.
However, Mark stopped moving while running.
If one ignores the spiritual thread hanging on him, standing in the air at this moment, letting the corners of his clothes fly in the strong wind, it really feels like the arrival of a saint.
Facing Ms. Centipede who was about to kill him, Mark pointed to the two portraits hanging at the door of the Mysterious Academy: "Ms. Susie, guess what these two paintings are for?"
