Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 239 A Scary Assumption
Mark is fishing on the Caribbean.

It is common sense that sea fishing is easy to produce big fish!

Mark caught a beautiful big fish that weighed less than a hundred catties this time.

To be able to catch such a beautiful fish is definitely a guide of fate.

I have to admit that this fish is really tossing, twisting left and right like dancing, and it feels like his 40mm caliber fishing rod is about to break.

It's not his fault, he has fished a lot in the small pond, the first sea fishing, he was indeed a little careless, actually walking the fish was not enough, the fish was still very energetic and wanted to copy the fish ashore.

Under normal circumstances, even if the fish is exhausted and pulled to the shore, it will still struggle, so walk the fish with patience.

When copying fish, pay attention to the angle of the fishing rod; some people like to fly fish to the shore, and the flying fish enters the guard. To be honest, "don't do the porcelain work without the stainless steel drill". , at least you should know in your heart that if you use a 5h pole to play fly copying, you are lucky if you can fly one. Play fly copying at least 6h or more.

Relying on the hardness of his own fishing rod to reach 10H, Mark was hard at the beginning.

In fact, in about 5 minutes, he got the fish out of the water and tried to copy it by force, but failed many times.

It was the first time to walk such a god-level big fish. Mark's method was wrong and he lacked experience. He was almost turned by the big fish and ate him.

Fortunately, he adjusted his strategy in time. First, he covered the big fish with a net made of red rope, tied it like a turtle shell, and then repeatedly exhausted its energy.After walking the fish for 40 minutes, he saw that the fish's eyes were blurred and its mouth kept opening and closing, so he launched the final continuous attack and copied the fish ashore in one fell swoop.

Seeing the beautiful fish lying on the two-meter-wide cutting board, as if he was tossing and tossing, he felt so proud.

"Hahahaha! The fisherman will never fly!" Mark roared proudly.

If you catch such a god-level fish, you must put it in your own swimming pool, and then let the Caribbean ship travel around the world and show it repeatedly.

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of his hard work and waiting?
Anyway, Mark is satisfied.

In order to repeatedly experience the thrill of fishing, the abominable Mark put the [-]-jin fish in the swimming pool and caught it again.

At dinner, Mark was all smiles, and everything tasted delicious.

It's just that Marianne and the girls next to him are a little bit sad.

Alas, this is the way things are in the world. When a man goes fishing, he spends three hours at a time. No one is angry!

But for fishermen, if they miss this kind of god-level fish, they will regret it for the rest of their lives, and they dare not touch Mark's bad luck.

After the meal, when Mark put his arms around them and said that he would make up for them, the faces of the girls got better.

After dinner, Mark held a small meeting after a long absence. In addition to Barbara, the participants included Helena, Rosalind, Marianne, Conrad, Ryan, Hans and other backbones.

"The following are the top secrets of the God Realm..." Starting with this, Mark spoke of Barbara's outrageous way to become a god.

This kind of secret of the God Realm, everyone was stunned when they heard it. After being shocked in their hearts, they couldn't help but think, "Is this a secret that I can hear?" 'illusion.

This kind of truth, compared with the propaganda slogans of the major churches that spare no effort to promote their own gods, how many demons they have eliminated, and how they have touched the laws of heaven and earth with true art, is a world apart.

In the past, this kind of talk could not even be mentioned, it was completely blasphemy.

Oh, the wiggly curvy girl sitting next to Mark is the dancing goddess herself?
That's fine.

After Mark finished speaking, he mobilized all the backbone's thinking abilities, crossed his hands and clenched his fists, and put them under his chin: "Let's talk about your opinions."

Rosalin was the first to raise her hand, boldly: "This operation is like... making up the numbers."

"go on."

After glancing at Goddess Barbara, who was a little embarrassed but didn't react much, Rosalin carefully chose her words: "I know that some nobles like to hand over business that they are not suitable to directly control to some pure-hearted subordinates." Take care."

Speaking of this, several people understood.

There are always some bosses who like to push some silly, sweet girls out of the front desk, and if something happens, they will sacrifice the girls to heaven.

It's just that I didn't expect that God Realm also played this trick.

"This is a game." Mark qualified the matter.

The facial muscles of Goddess Barbara twitched subtly: "At least, I lived an extra 900 years and enjoyed the respect of mortals for thousands of years."

In this world, apart from believing in some fixed gods, the lifespan of an Extraordinary is not much different from that of a mortal.

"How many of you are like this?" Mark asked.

"Ah."

Every gift of destiny has a price tag behind it.

There is no suspense, the strongest gods in this game are definitely insiders, and they will not reveal the true content of [Judgment Day] at will.

Barbara and the others also knew that it was probably time to pay the bill.

She approached Mark, trying to get out of trouble with the power of other gods, which in a sense was a repudiation.

"Is there any explanation, what price you have to pay for conferring gods?"

Barbara shook her head.

Mark stopped talking, tapped the table with his index finger, and looked at the faces of his subordinates.

At this time Helena spoke: "Could it be that their existence is enough?"

"Ok?"

"It's as if a certain tool, or a catalyst in a chemical reaction, is not necessarily available, but with its existence, things can be done."

Mark nodded in agreement with Helena's deduction, and turned to Barbara and said, "You are the weakest god of power, right?"

"Yes..." The dancing goddess blushed.

"In order to promote the extraordinary sequence of the God of Knowledge, I have read many classics. I found that only a few churches, such as Reincarnation and Parthium, have left descriptions of the great achievements of their main gods thousands of years ago. Most of the church's classics can only be traced back to The last millennium war. In other words, most of the gods now are new gods who are no more than a thousand years old."

When Mark said this, the hearts of all the beings present jumped violently.

He continued: "I have a guess. If God War is a sacrificial ceremony that must be held, will there be rules like 'how many gods of different levels must be sacrificed in the God War once every thousand years'?"

After Mark's words fell, everyone present, whether they were gods or mortals, trembled at the same time.

The object of sacrifice does not have to be a specific god, but there must be that many gods sacrificed.

The gods of art, as the most powerful and weak gods, were killed by the messy evil gods. Isn't this a very reasonable thing?
Conversely, if the number of weak chickens is not enough, the festival requires that so many be killed.Don't even think about the success of the ceremony.

Well, that assumption is scary just thinking about it.

What blasphemy is this! ?
(End of this chapter)