Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 115 The Gods Come to Congratulate (Part 1) (First Order)

The relationship between Mark and Vivian is obviously developing in the direction of a confused relationship.

He estimated whether the Nadal family had a tendency to form an alliance with his family, but any feelings mixed with family factors would be very impure.

But since he is affiliated with the Goddess of the Night, dealing with this purification team is indispensable.

Mark found himself having a headache.

When the news came that he had become a hero, what happened next took him a little by surprise.

It's not his fault.

Ever since he was able to peek into the threads of fate, he has been sensitive to operations involving his own fate.

The Twin Goddesses are indeed the most powerful in the world... The blame-blame man!

As the largest orthodox church, the twin goddesses can obtain the most resources in the mortal world. Relatively, whether it is the old god or the new challenger, the first thing to break the old order is to use them.

This cannot be avoided.

In the vision of fate, Mark saw with his own eyes several times an unknown and powerful existence, stretching out a black line representing death and curse from the fog of fate at the far end to him, and it didn't take Mark to fight back with his own hands, an elegant black mist It turned into a curtain, firmly blocking Mark's own destiny body.

It looks like a tulle, but it is actually a violent kill.

The guy who dared to stretch out the thread of doom, the Goddess of the Night directly fought back with a cloud of black mist.

In Mark's eyes, this thing is like the fuse of a dynamite package, who knows what will blow up the other side.

It is not difficult to see from the fact that the other side dare not have a thread of doom stretching over, it must be the Goddess of the Night who won the numbness.

Even if the Twin Goddesses would be miserable in the next millennium war, but at this point in time when they were still extremely strong, no evil god would dare to touch them.

Now, as a time traveler, Mark instinctively wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength did not allow him to keep a low profile.

A peerless strong will not pop out for no reason.The growth of the strong is often accompanied by the experience of blood and fire.Every time a major event occurs, it is impossible to block the news casually.

No matter how much it is concealed, those who are interested can still find out a considerable part of the incident.

Even if part of the process is missing, with major events as the axis, Mark's growth trajectory will be written into a dossier and placed on the desks of the heads of major churches.

Interestingly, in the music church, Mark's file was spiritualized and sent to the Kingdom of God for the Muse to read in person.

"A 'grandson' who was decadent until he was 21 years old and had to be given up, suddenly broke through the S-level world in the graduation exam of the Mystery Academy in St. Layton City, and then did not follow the path arranged by his grandfather, and disappeared immediately after graduation. Doubt It appeared again in San Casao City the next day, and broke through the [Book of the Nether Sea] in one fell swoop, becoming a new miracle in the occult world."

Muse picked up the second copy.

"After that, there was an incident outside the city of San Kasao, which was suspected of summoning the demon general by psychic magic, but to no avail."

"The horse gun Cthulhu who was the first name in the blood moon baptism happened to be a believer in the God of Knowledge. After the baptism, Mark Destiny was protected by the Goddess of the Night."

She read the third: "Mark Destiny became a occult consultant hired by the Church of Evernight and blew up a demon lair."

After she finished reading these files, water rippled in her fiery red eyes: "What do you think? My good sister."

Opposite the small jade long table, the goddess of dancing with big black wavy hair rested her chin with one hand, frowned, and muttered back after hearing what the Muse said: "What can I do?"

"If I remember correctly, Mark has a little female companion who used to be your believer?" Muse smiled, which was half a smile.

"So what? She's already an [abnormal]."

"She may not be." Muse's expression became more playful: "She has the laws of the dance department."

Sometimes there is not much difference between the soul of a strong living person and a [abnormal] soul that is dead but not out of control.Especially when Minnie still masters the laws of the dance department, for the god of dance, this is not a deduction of points, but a big plus option.

Barbara's divine body trembled.

"Just to celebrate Mark's victory, or to pay for the next song appointment, I plan to send something to Mark. How about you, too?" Muse said, slowly stretching out her hand.

"I warn you not to mess with my things." Barbara's eyes flashed, and the originally black human pupils suddenly turned into wild vertical pupils, as if she was really angry.

Muse obviously doesn't like her.

"If you really don't want to, then reject me!" In the end, she still smiled and took off a hairpin on Barbara's left forehead.

"..."

No one knows, some gods made their decision.

There's a little trouble here for Mark.

On the second day after returning to Wapu City, an uninvited guest came to the door.

Hearing his name, Mark frowned.

When Captain Carl Gerrard brought the other party in, Mark immediately noticed that most of the other party's eyes were on Conrad beside Mark.

Mark's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, there were some things that couldn't be hidden.

Seeing Mark's face, the other party seemed to snort in disdain.

However, the visitor touched his chest with one hand and saluted Mark: "Hello! Your Excellency Mark Destiny, my name is Hughes Lightning, the Chief War Priest of the Church of Storms Wapu Province."

Hughes is a middle-aged man in his 40s, like the macho style of the Church of the Storm. He is 1.9 meters [-]. Unfortunately, he is [-] meters in front of the same bearded Conrad. like a son.

Hughes was wearing a short jacket. His exposed chest and arms had countless scars besides explosive muscles.

This kind of scar, known as a manly badge in the Church of the Storm, is slightly better than Conrad.

Mark returned the salute: "Your Excellency Lightning, what's the matter?"

Hughes did not hide his intentions: "I was ordered by Lord Slatos, the war priest of the Church of the Storm, to investigate a son of the storm who does not belong to the Church of the Storm. I heard that Mr. Conrad Fisher used the power of the storm, but It does not exist in the directory of the Church of Storms. I came here to verify it."

Conrad's mouth made a clicking sound, which was his teeth clenched.Obviously, the whole village was massacred, and he turned to the Church of Storms for help, but the tragedy came to his mind.

Mark waved his hand to stop Conrad's possible fury: "You've found the right person. Conrad did get a clean copy of Lord of the Storm's Elementary God Riot from me."

I did it, why?
Of course, Mark didn't have the habit of asking his younger brother to top the tank.

Hughes certainly heard how valuable the prefix 'clean' is. In contrast, Conrad, a little guy, can be ignored: "May I ask..."

"No!" Mark categorically refused. He leaned back on the back of the chair and crossed his fingers on his lower abdomen: "This is what I took at risk. And acquiring knowledge requires a price! What I want, you Storm Church can't give .”

Don't say anything, relying on the Church of Light and Night, speaking is tough.

The hunks of the Church of the Storm are all straight-tempered, and they don't like them if they make detours.

Mark obviously refused to let him go, and he didn't give the rubbings either.

If in the past, this hunk from the Church of the Storm could have hit Mark's face with a flash of lightning.

It's just that now, there's really no need to offend the big celebrity under the eyes of the twin goddesses.

Hughes half-closed his eyes: "Can you swear in the name of the God of Knowledge that you only have this elementary storm rubbing copy in your hand?"

"Yes. At least at the moment you are talking to me, I really only have this Storm Rubbing Book in my hand."

Hughes had a relieved expression: "Okay then. For the sake of the friendship between the orthodox churches, our Church of the Storm is willing to make concessions - as long as this copy of the Storm Rubbing is not passed on to members of the Fisher family, the Storm The church will not pursue the loss of rubbings outside the church."

"Oh?" Mark was really surprised.He vaguely guessed: The Church of Storms probably has a big trouble that other churches don't know about, so they can't spare any energy to worry about this kind of thing.Moreover, the catastrophe is approaching, and they need to preserve their combat power even more.

"Of course, if Lord Destiny is willing to allow Lord Fisher to declare himself a member of the Church of Storms in name, then the two will gain the friendship of the Church of Storms."

"Cut!" Conrad spat disdainfully.

Mark shrugged, saying that he, the boss, couldn't help it.

In fact, this is also a temptation.

Unexpectedly, Hughes was persuaded: "Okay. I checked, and our church did helplessly reject Mr. Fisher when he needed help the most. This is quite a big misunderstanding. In order to understand This misunderstanding. I hope Mr. Fisher can accept the apology from our church."

After all, he roared.Immediately, two strong men came in carrying a box of things.

It was a set of leather armor.

Hughes introduced: "This is [The Thornhawk Shark's Leather Armor Set]! Not only does it have a pretty good defense, it also has the function of increasing the dual attributes of water and wind. It's enough for you to use Sequence 6."

Conrad rolled his eyes disdainfully.

Mark smiled: "Accept it! Don't forget, it's not the Church of Storms that has your grudge against you. They have their own reasons."

"...Yes." After such a long time, the revenge has been avenged.Conrad's feelings for the Church of the Storm are not hatred, at most it is a bit of complaint.Anyway, the enemy was slaughtered by him, and since Mark said so, Conrad accepted it.

Hughes' visit this time can also be said to be barely successful.

But before he left, he was very surprised to see that waiting in front of Mark's living room was the high priest of the goddess of music and dancing.

right!That's right!It was the two high priests who came hand in hand.

In the box held by the guards beside them, divine power fluctuations were undisguised.

Artifact?

Do not!That was at least a God-given Extraordinary item.

Compared with the gift from the other party, what he brought was rubbish.

People are more mad than people.

Shop around, you have to throw it away!
These days, is it so popular to be able to beat a bad boy?

Couldn't it be that the two goddesses of the art department were fascinated by the kid Mark?
wait!The Church of Light and Night is also a goddess!

Hughes felt: He seemed to have discovered some terrible secret.

　Schedule 5 updates today, 15000 words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)