The spiritual world is a very huge space. If you have to describe it, it is at least on the same order of magnitude as the space on earth.
The spiritual world is so vast, and there are phenomena such as nesting dolls in multiple spaces, which makes it extremely difficult to find a hidden street god without coordinates.
The chaotic wind of the spiritual world blows all year round.
No one knew that this rubble pile, which was so remote that even the demons would not even look at it, actually hid a portal in the remains of a very inconspicuous spiritual stone.
Mark's clone flashed out, the corner of his mouth raised slightly.
He slowly raised his hand, and the stone in front of him, which was not much bigger than a light tank, suddenly felt an icy chill.
In the blink of an eye, the slight coldness turned into a polar storm, spraying wantonly towards the malicious intruders.
Unfortunately, it was useless. A clone of Mark appeared, wielding a flaming war hammer. He easily suppressed the resistance of the protective circle with a violent force that was like a volcanic eruption.
Large strands of ice vapor were evaporated by the high temperature of over 10,000 degrees Celsius, turning into a handful of steam, which dissipated without a trace along with the turbid winds of the spiritual world.
Mark walked proudly into this small world and was attacked by several angels without any surprise.
"Bold!" the angels shouted angrily and rushed forward, only to be met with overwhelming firepower - the radiance of multiple elements completely filled their vision.
Even if they were at their peak, they would not dare to take on this kind of semi-god-level power. What's more, they were extremely weak along with their master at this time?
The thunderball that hit the head was too huge, and the blow covered almost half of the space here. The twelve sequence 4 angels did not dare to make a direct hit, and hurriedly scattered. The one behind them was unlucky.
Perhaps, in their imagination, even though their goddess was injured, she was not so vulnerable.
They were wrong.
The clone of the Ice and Snow Goddess behind her watched helplessly as the lightning blasted into her protective magic circle connected with the soul. As the magic circle broke down, the divine power in her body seemed to be lost. The Ice and Snow Goddess raised her head with difficulty, looked around, and lost her
The angelic guards supplied by divine power fell down and piled up in front of her one after another, like corpses.
A weak angel next to the Ice and Snow Goddess shouted: "Crazy man! Do you know what you are doing? Offending the Ice and Snow Goddess in person is not something you can get away with just by asking for forgiveness!"
Mark raised his lips and said, "It's so funny! If I hadn't controlled Anna's body, do you think I could have found this crappy place? This is a good bluff. He left all his core subordinates in the Kingdom of God. In the past few hundred years, he has dealt with
Every provocateur responded with the cruelest response. Well, this can indeed cover up the problem that you were too seriously injured. The entire Bill empire was deceived by you. Unfortunately, they didn't know until the last moment that what they believed in was actually a weak and weak person.
The patron saint of…”
This clone of Anna collapsed completely like a thunderbolt.
Her eyes were dull and she murmured to herself: "What, 'my' hiding plan failed... Then what's the point of my thousand years of hiding... No! It's impossible, I..."
"Knowing that you can't survive the war between gods, you still drag hundreds of millions of believers into the water. You are an unqualified patron saint!" Mark said as he approached, and every word he said was like a sharp sword, piercing hard.
In the heart of the Ice and Snow Goddess.
Her whole body was trembling: "But, what else can I do? I don't have any allies I can rely on."
"You can at least surrender, or in other words, teach your body what it means to face reality." Mark got closer and closer, and his tall figure completely obscured this goddess who was only a little over 1.5 meters tall and quite petite.
"No! I will never-" Before she could finish her roar, Mark slammed her against the wall.
Well, it's not a wall-dong in the traditional sense, it's just like escorting a mortal. Her little face was pressed against the cold wall, her hands were pulled behind her back, and a strange ring easily locked her
arms.
"Despicable mortal! Do you think this can make me surrender? Goddess of Counterattack, does this make you so happy? Well, let me play boring games with you!"
Mark bared his teeth. Sure enough, this goddess had the hardest mouth in the whole body.
He is not ambiguous, just show what justice the 40mm caliber field gun is!
One, ten, hundreds, thousands...
Using the [Eye of Agamotto], Mark ignored his fatigue, activated his clone, and fought in three thousand parallel worlds in a whirlwind.
More than a hundred clones operate in parallel. Although it is back in the past and is a bit messed up in time and space, in the eyes of others in the main world, it only takes a second for Mark to open the eyes of this artifact.
Except for Mark, no one knew what happened to the Ice and Snow Goddess.
"Eh-" That was an extremely rude scream.
The entire body of the Ice and Snow Goddess was numb.
Every god in the main world has more or less troubles such as the soul suddenly coming back. If the negative spirit contained in the soul is not too strong (for example, some people go crazy), they will instinctively choose to destroy it.
Fusion.
After all, each split soul is an individual with an independent will. It would be good if it is willing to merge with the main body. Most of the time, the main body cannot be chosen.
To this end, each god will set a certain standard, and souls above that level are infinitely welcome.
No, the split soul suddenly came.
What is hateful is that just when Anna was trying to resist Mark's suppression, her defeated souls from the three thousand parallel worlds came together to kill her.
Anna still wanted to summon up the arrogance in her heart and resist again, but unfortunately it was meaningless.
One she was defeated, as were more than two thousand.
Anna could feel that her will to resist was collapsing, because countless Marks were quickly killing her hope of resistance.
In her soul world, there is such a terrifying picture: in her field of vision, more than two thousand pictures containing her divided soul are playing out the same story. The hateful Mark caught her hiding place and drove her away.
She is running away with the few angels around her, but no matter whether her soul is resisting or escaping, she will eventually be caught and executed by a 40mm field cannon!
She didn't know how Mark did it. It was obvious that she had been cut off from all options.
The most terrifying thing was that even though she was suppressed now, Mark just glanced meaningfully at her, and she knew what kind of treatment she would receive through the memory of the separated soul.
But she definitely doesn’t want to embarrass herself in front of her men!
as the last resort!
She shouted: "Very good! Mark Destiny! Your strength has passed my test! I can't wait to see you so moved that you are about to cry. Tonight, what will I do with my brother?"
Specially dressed to attend your dinner party.”
Anna, the goddess of ice and snow, is clearly a piece of meat on the chopping block, yet she is so arrogant. Not to mention the gods on Mark's side, even the extraordinary people are somewhat angry.
But at this moment, Mark smiled and waved his hand: "Put her down. She deserves the gift of God."
