Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 11 Jealousy Makes You Unrecognizable
"[Music Box Puppet Dancer]? No——Mark, you, a waste who is not even considered a superhuman, how can you drive an A-level [abnormality]!?" The dignified night watch captain, who is expected to complete the superhuman promotion ceremony [Jealousy] Galian of the church would actually change his voice because of extreme panic in front of an ordinary person.

Not to mention this kind of thing before, even if it was put three seconds ago, killing Galian would never have thought that the situation would turn out like this.

Such an outrageous scene just happened.

This is an A-level anomaly!

Even in the world's top big church like the Sect of Light, A-level anomalies can still be ranked first.Once it is proven that it can be controlled, even if it is limited in the case of paying a certain price, then [abnormal] is no longer abnormal, and such an existence will be renamed as [limited sealed item] according to the usual practice.

Going one step further, if the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages, then this is a 【Holy Object】!
For a low-level existence like the night watchman, the [Holy Object] only exists in legends, and even the middle-level members of the church don't have many chances to see it in their lifetime.

How could Mark, a layman who wasn't even a superhuman, get it?

"Fake! This is absolutely fake!" While screaming loudly, Galian shook his hand violently, and a short dagger had reached his hand at some point, and at the same time, the blade stabbed out, not aimed at the stronger dancers. puppet, but pierced towards Mark who was closer.

Obviously, compared to the puppet that became an A-level anomaly, Mark, the master, is weaker and easier to deal with!

Without blinking, Mark stared at the puppet behind Galian with unwavering calm eyes.

At this moment, the doll girl's sapphire-like eyes released a strange luster.

In the next moment, Galian's entire spiritual body froze in place as if under petrification magic, and even his right arm remained in the stabbing position.

The edge of the dagger was only a centimeter away from Mark's pupils.

Sometimes, the world is just so close!

Regardless of the fact that there was only a little bit left, Galian couldn't even move a finger.

It wasn't until this moment that Galian realized with great horror that at some point, his spiritual body had been entangled tightly by dozens of circles of blue flashing spiritual threads.

"You can't...do anything to my...partner!" The doll's inorganic voice sounded like a declaration of death in Galian's ears.

In extreme panic, Galian even forgot the forbidden sentence in the dossier about Miss Puppet.

"No! You ugly monster! Let me go! Let me go—" Galian showed a terrified look in his eyes, and kept waving his limbs, trying to resist the restraint of Lingsi.

He is struggling!

He is saving himself!

But the battle of trapped beasts also means futility.

At this moment, he is like a little flying insect that has fallen into a spider's web.

Unless a miracle happens, it's dead.

Under the precise thunderstorm, even Mark may not be able to stop her.

The doll was visibly angry, her wooden eyelids blinked non-stop, and she tried her best to restrain herself.

Mark nods.

Villains die because of talking too much, and this truth is also applicable to decent people.

Galian's struggling spirit body began to torn apart.

The scene was reminiscent of pork ribs sold by a butcher in a market.

The toned arms, slender legs, and thick neck, on the skin of every limb of his spiritual body, rays of light appeared in disorder.

In the next second, Galian completely collapsed.

Fortunately, this is what happened in the soul realm, without the exaggerated bloodiness that Mark imagined.

When Mark was freed from the bondage of the psychedelic cloud, the mutation happened again.

Galian's sharp and hoarse voice reappeared, and his spirit body's left eye flew into the air together with the upper and lower jaws that were shattered to the point where only the gums remained.

"You killed me!?"

"How dare you kill me?"

"Do you know how big a mistake you made?"

"Idiot! Don't think you're a winner just like that."

"When a powerful orderer tries to change his own order and fails to jump from one sequence of divine power to another, he will become the most terrifying existence of chaos!"

"The only soul connected to the residue of my soul that entered the chaotic state is your soul—Mark Destiny!"

"Hahahahaha! Obediently be polluted by me! Go to hell with me—"

In Mark's soul vision, Galian's spirit body became chaotic and weird.

The spirit body parts that had just been cut into pieces performed a soul version of 'copy and paste' in front of him. In the blink of an eye, more than three-digit eyeballs and four-digit other body parts were combined with one A distorted gesture that challenges the limits of human aesthetics and spiritual tolerance, forcibly blending together.

The horrible aura that is disgusting and foul-smelling began to overflow in this soul space.

Sure enough, jealousy makes people completely different!

They are all inhuman!

For a moment, Mark's intensive phobia was committed.

Suddenly Miss Puppet said:
"dirty!"

Without Mark's order, the puppet did a [Xie Nei]: the movement represented by this ballet term is to stand on the toes and rotate continuously like a chain.

She circled Galian, who had turned into a mountain of meat, for more than half a circle. At the same time, more spiritual threads entangled him, and immediately decomposed him into finer spiritual body fragments.

The pollution didn't stop.

Those split spiritual bodies actually tried to gather again.

Mark's eyes sharpened: "Is there such a possibility that I only absorb the beneficial spiritual energy of the other party, send the pollutants back to Galian's original body, and cut off the soul connection?"

Little did Mark know, the theory actually worked.

Normally, only a powerful soul master can do it.

But, he has dice!

No surprises.

[20] points!

Miss Doll stared blankly at the evil spirit who had been chopped up twice by her and still stubbornly refused to be annihilated. Just like that, the spirit body completely shattered and turned into a pool of blood mist, which was sucked into the blood when he opened the soul barrier and came over. in that crack.

In the gradually healing soul channel, there echoed Galian's curse: "The secret technique to change fate? How could you have such a thing? Don't you have to pay a price to change your fate?"

Almost in response to Galian's curse, Mark's dice emitted a strange red light for the first time.

Without words, Mark understood the sound of the dice: it was hungry and needed strength to replenish it.

This……

Mark's cold sweat burst out on the spot.

It is not advisable to change your fate!

One is bad, fate is changed at night, and people leave at dawn.

Mark pointed in the direction of Garyan, and his mind connected with the dice: "Coincidentally, I am a second-hand landlord. If [Mark * Destiny] has to pay the price, then this Mr. Garyan who is trying to become a third-hand landlord, Could it be considered as one of the costs?"

This reason was so far-fetched that Mark himself thought it was nonsense, but Dice accepted it.

That's right, [Jealousy]'s cross-sequence promotion is definitely a sorcerer's sorcery.It can change the caster's spiritual body, and even the fluctuation of the soul, completely changing the appearance of the spiritual body into the target existence.

If the ritual was successful, Gallian would be an identical Marc Destiny except for the memory difference.

Correspondingly, the price that needs to be paid by Mark can also be borne by Galian under the framework of the law.

The dice emits a soft glow, like the most brilliant conductor, with an invisible baton waved in the void, immediately there are countless light spots the size of rice grains, like hundreds of rivers entering the sea, flowing into Mark in the spirit body.

Mark noticed that not only Galian's, but also those three 'spiritual zombies' were approaching.

And countless dark and foul-smelling soul residues, after being blocked by the soul barrier constructed by Mark with his thoughts, flew back into Garyan's body left in the cabinet in the hall...

This scene was so dazzling and mysterious that even Miss Doll was dumbfounded.

"Please forgive...my presumptuousness, are you... the god of destiny...?"

Facing Miss Puppet's eyes, Mark knew that there must be some big misunderstanding.

But he knew better that he couldn't and shouldn't explain this misunderstanding.

In the final analysis, it was the puppet lady who fell in love with him, and reluctantly left her territory, and came to become his property by herself.Even in order to reduce the burden on his soul, he was only given a soul thread symbolically.Through this line, she can understand all his orders.

At this time, Mark's mind was almost blank, and after holding back his thoughts for a long time, he said in an unfathomable tone: "Fate, don't peep!"

These unfathomable words brought a long silence.

In the end, the puppet lady did not speak, but gave a lady's salute.

Everything, should it be over?
Mark looked at Galian in the cabinet through the vision of the soul.

This guy is very miserable, his soul has become an out-and-out evil, like a candle in the wind, which will go out at any time, and his body is like a deflated balloon, quickly drying up.

His face was swollen in some places, and sunken in some places, how could he still see the shadow of the handsome sunny guy back then?

Galian's soul, no, it should be said that the last remnant of his soul was already the size of a candle.

"Miss Puppet, if I met you before Mark and managed to dance with you, would you become... my property?"

Miss Doll tilted her wooden head, as if she was thinking hard, she shook her head decisively.

"why?"

"Mark... is more handsome than you."

"..."
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