Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 216 Jigsaw Puzzle
Muse crossed her arms and looked at her speechlessly.

Well, I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Barbara was like a rusty puppet, it took a long time before she dared to raise her head and look at her good sister.

The Muse dropped a sentence in Gollet.

The most appropriate translation for a traveler is:
"Why is the old woman pretending to be a virgin!"

Barbara blushed, but in the end she didn't reply to Muse, but instead said: "Have you also received the echoes of your own spirits from those worlds?"

"Well. Inevitable destruction." Muse no longer made fun of her best friend, but nodded heavily: "What about you?"

"I'm not as free and easy as you. Of course, the ending is even worse." Barbara sat up, her deep eyes reflected painful stories one after another, but the protagonist of each story was 'her'.

It's like standing in front of countless backlit mirrors.

Every mirror reflects a powerless and desperate her.

He clearly knew that no matter how he struggled, how he gave up his glory and status, the result of retreat would be miserable, but in the face of doomed destruction, he still couldn't help stretching out his hands in vain.

Barbara murmured: "I am like a moth chasing the flame, never reaching the end I expected."

"Is it miserable?" Muse asked calmly.

"Yeah." Barbara's face twitched, full of painful expressions: "In order to avoid destruction, several 'I's" did not hesitate to become the playthings of the devil or the devil."

Muse didn't ask then.Because there is no then.

Without the halo of divinity, Barbara is just a once noble dancer, who will be ruthlessly abandoned when she gets tired of playing.

It is knowing these endings that Barbara is so desperate to put all her eggs in one basket.

Muse suddenly said, "Do you think...his appearance can change our doomed ending?"

"I don't know." The dancing goddess squeezed out a sad smile: "At least he is the most handsome and artistic one compared to the other 'me' choices, isn't he?"

Barbara really doesn't want to recall the Goddess's Miserable Incident, especially since the protagonist is her in the parallel world.

On the other hand, Barbara posted it backwards in such a way that Muse thought she really couldn't learn it.

Muse sighed: "At least...we have worked hard, even if this is doomed to a tragic ending, it is worth a grand ending!"

After bidding farewell to her friends, Muse returned to her divine kingdom.

Sitting slumped on a gorgeous imperial concubine chair, with the back of her right hand resting on her forehead, she looked up at the unchanging scene outside of God,

"[Judgment Day] is approaching, and every god on the list behaves just as before, like an ordinary human being."

The tense heartstrings finally broke under the shock called fate.

Isn't what Barbara did a kind of gambling, a kind of broken pot?

"It's ridiculous that I'm crazy with Barbara? That's why I said there's only a [-]% chance!"

……

On the other hand, Mark was under a lot of pressure.

He himself is still wandering like a blind fly in the endless road.

If ordinary Extraordinary people hang out with him, then forget it.

Even a real god like the goddess of dancing revolves around him, a guy whose future is unknown.

How does this make him handle?

When in doubt, ask fellow villagers!

【Hey Hey hey!Shenzhan opened the black group, one lacks nine, is anyone coming? 】Mark also used the fate dice to yell at the god mark in his body twice, but he didn't expect it to happen.

In the past few months, he has called for countless times, and every time he asks, nothing comes to mind.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a demon general pulling the boat on the bow, he almost thought that the fellow villagers would ignore him.

This time it was very miraculous, and the other person answered: [Who is calling the fleet? 】

Mark knew it was McDonald's voice as soon as he heard it, and said angrily: 【Your second battalion commander! 】

Almost instantly, the barrier between each other opened.

"Yo, finally found the organization again?" McDonald's illusory bust projection appeared in front of Mark.

"My side..." Before Mark finished speaking, McDonald, who was opposite him, suddenly became excited.

"Oh! Everyone, come and see, our great god has finally regained part of his power. Although it is only one-thousandth, it is enough." After McDonnell finished speaking, several virtual images immediately popped up. Jumped out and projected on Mark's spiritual sea.

This scene is very similar to the appearance of the melon-eating crowd, collectively watching what big melons are.

"Uh, why don't I understand what you're talking about?" Mark smiled wryly.

"Are you MacLeod?" Wang Hao stroked his chin and smiled maliciously.

"You are dirty."

A group of teasers frolicked for a while, and Mark took the opportunity to ask the main point: "There is a goddess who wants to take her away with me. She has spent a lot of money, but I really don't know what to do? Bosses, please take more when you leave me." one?"

Suddenly, Mei Mumu, one of the fellow villagers, smiled: "It depends on you, not us. As long as you have the ability to come out, we will naturally take care of you, but..."

"How to say?"

The fellow dressed as a magnate smiled mysteriously: "There are restrictions on your side, we can't go into details. But, you just treat it as playing @￥~%."

Unsurprisingly, what Mei Mumu said was blocked by the world.

But don't underestimate the wisdom of the people of the Celestial Dynasty if you underestimate anyone.

It felt like Mei Mumu was sure that he would be blocked if he revealed the news, so he said two words with an exaggerated mouth shape.

【puzzle】!
puzzle! ?
Chinese is extensive and profound, with so many homophones.

Combined with the fact that he recently fused the power and part of the memory of the two-handed swordsman Mark, Mark is very sure that what they are talking about is [puzzle].

Mark's pupils seemed to shrink into the eyes of a needle in an instant, and he suddenly realized something.

Just as he opened his mouth to ask a few more questions, suddenly the projections of the people in front of him blurred for a while, and then the connection was interrupted again.

Mark stood up abruptly.

He found a new situation in his vision of fate.

In the field of vision that was originally colorful but blurred, suddenly the surrounding things had a clear outline, but in turn lost their color.It's like an elementary school student draws with a pencil and doesn't color it.

He suddenly entered the third-person perspective, and he knew very well that the figure in front of him was himself.

He in the center of the field of vision also lacks color, but unlike the things around him that only have outlines left, some parts of him are colored.

Right in the middle of the outline of his head, in the middle of his brain, is the fate dice, and his right hand, where there should only be a hook line, also has a part of the color.

He doesn't know why he 'knows', he just can be sure: the dice represent his main consciousness, and the color of his hand represents the small part of the soul of Mark, the two-handed swordsman he just brought back.

"Puzzle!?" The word kept echoing in his ears, hitting Mark's thoughts: "Is there a possibility that the world I live in is incomplete. It is divided into hundreds of small worlds, all Mark in the small world put together is a complete me!?"

(End of this chapter)