Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 250 Is this something I can get involved in?

A group of gods with similar attributes is generally called a [divine system].

Muse and the other eight gods of art together form the [art gods].

Regardless of the fact that there are only five gods of cold wind, in terms of combat power, any one of them can beat the four gods of art.

Because, the Gods of Howling Wind is also known as the Fauvism.

Most of the time, even if the ideals are not the same, the orthodox gods don't have to beat the five of them. After all, apart from not speaking human words, the beasts can fight more importantly, and they are smelly and tough.

The three goddesses are simply numb.

What if you agreed to do some unreasonable jobs to get blessings?It's rare for my old lady to adjust the lower limit of morality. Why are you so serious all of a sudden, Mark?
Seeing the three of them hesitating, Barbara, who was standing next to Mark, became anxious and winked quickly.

When Muse saw it, she gritted her teeth and went all out: "Everything is according to your orders, Mark."

Muse took the lead, and the two of them had no room to retreat, maybe their family would be kicked out any second.

They followed suit.

"Very good!" Mark clapped his hands: "For my family, I never let them die casually. If it is a test, I won't give you a dead end. If everything goes well, this is just an action to draw a chestnut out of the fire. "

Words such as 'Smooth', 'Chestnuts from the Fire', and the gods of the cold wind have already made the hearts of the three goddesses tremble.It's a pity that they have no choice but to rely on Mark's integrity.

Mark continued: "I know that in the eyes of other gods, your divine power is of little use. It's different here. I need your complete cooperation..."

Having said that, Mark deliberately cast the dice of fate in front of them, and threw the dice behind them from between the cheeks of the two goddesses, Muse and Litcher.

He wanted to try to see if the fate dice could be detected by them.

The answer really surprised Mark.

They can't even see it!
Obviously what is tied on the dice is the thread of their fate!

After the four goddesses took refuge in Mark, the god-level destiny points in Mark's hands reached 6000 points.Originally, each goddess only had [-], but after collecting the four goddesses, the system defaulted that Mark controlled the art god, and added [-] more to Mark.

This time, Mark Howe threw 2000 god-level destiny points into it.

This is a new function given by the system, the essence is to bet against each other, to see if you can get some god-level stuff from the bet.

oh!Praise fate!It's [18] points!

This time, maybe we can [Machine Soul Joy]?

With the three unfamiliar goddesses, Mark is not sure of victory. It is a bit exciting at 18 points, but the difficulty is just right.

In front of the three goddesses, Mark assigned homework.

Muse was a little dumbfounded, never thought that she would also have a day when someone assigned a song.If the song was not elegant enough and a classic song suitable for an ethereal voice, she would have thought that Mark regarded her as a singer singing in a bar.

Littlecell was similar, and Mark asked her to write custom short essays.

Pei Ting wants to paint a picture imagined by Mark...

After sending the three goddesses to work, all Mark's men started to move.Although according to his own statement, he just went for a walk and picked up some "trash".

It's a pity that someone didn't have a clue about his current situation. He said it lightly. When Ren and Hank heard it, their nerves immediately tensed up to the extreme.

What?What?
To send out all the goddesses and their total of more than 500 angels?

Want to dispatch all the main battleships and tugboats?

This, this, isn't this God War?
Even if Mark 'talked casually', said that the risk was not great, and relieved them of pressure, these guys couldn't listen to a word after that.

An aura of preparation for a big fight.

"My lord, what about the San Marino port shipyard?" Father Ivanov was a little nervous.

"Oh, the dock here is still useful. I picked up the garbage and came back, and I need the help of the Mechanicus here to make some changes."

Ivanov was entrusted by someone, and when he heard this, he immediately felt relieved: "My lord, the great craftsman Gonev is my fellow villager and the host of the local Mechanicus. He asked... can my lord Take him and his apprentices under his command?"

Mark was stunned for a moment, and Helena came up to whisper, and Mark immediately understood.

In the beginning, he pulled a few dreadnoughts over, and the two parties were normal business practices.Mark gave the money, and the other party worked.With the turmoil in the world, the cooperative relationship between the two parties has changed a bit.

Without Mark, the port of San Marino would probably be doomed.As a master craftsman of the Mechanicus, Golniv certainly has no worries about going anywhere.But he has a problem—seriously biased, and he is best at transforming ships.

Now, both the Bill and the Wright empires are in a state of giving up sea power.The Church of Storms, the only one that emphasizes sea power, has its own direct-line master artisan, and he was also ordered to do odd jobs when he went.

Which of the great craftsmen is not a proud person?
It just so happens that Mark looks like he wants to take the power of the sea, so who does Gonev work for?

Through Ivanov's mouth, the two sides quickly reached a py deal, and Golniv switched to Mark's command.

For an expedition, there are many things to prepare for.

Just as the preparations were underway, Conrad rushed back with Vivian and the others.

It was not the first time for Vivienne to set foot on the deck of the Caribbean, but when she came again, she was stunned with a sense of right and wrong.

I don't know how many handsome men and beauties I saw along the way. Ordinary people would only lament that even the waiters here are ridiculously handsome. The female judge with a strong spiritual sense can see the wings folded behind these handsome men and beauties at a glance.

Angel!

All angels!
Angels under the command of the goddess of art!
Without exception, these beautiful angels acted as guards everywhere on the ship, and their silhouettes and the four-armed bull-headed demon god standing on the water not far from the bow will be placed in the same field of vision, which is the standard flurry of gods and demons.

In the corridor of the Caribbean, which was originally full of artistic atmosphere, now there are a lot of god-level collections that have nowhere to be placed. Walking there, I feel a sense of awe in entering an art museum.

On the pier, a group of art priests are organizing an art selection contest.

The peaceful atmosphere here is completely incompatible with the chaos and chaos in the outside world, where demons are rampant.

The only thing that relieved Vivienne's pressure was: entering the main cabin area on the ship, the maids here are all noble ladies from Bolivar, and the guards are the knights of the Destiny family.

However, when he came to the living room, an invisible pressure came to his face.

Although Mark sat in the main seat, he looked the same.The pressure comes from around Mark...

So, so dazzling.

The four goddesses are on the same stage, but Mark is the center.

No matter what they are discussing, as long as they are mortals, they will inevitably have such a thought-can I get involved?
(End of this chapter)