Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 263 Preparing to Brush a Dungeon

On the fetish, the golden eyelids are drooping, only the faint light that leaks out from between the eye slits makes one's heart palpitate.

As soon as Mark got started, he received a system prompt:
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the (Eye of Agamotto Limited Edition)! 】

[Remarks: This is a replica of the super artifact used by Doctor Strange.The host can enter the past of an existence that is closely connected to the host's soul by paying a sufficient price (fate points)...]

According to legend, the original [Eye of Agamotto] is one of the ultimate magic weapons of the supreme magician. It can see through many illusions, crack dark magic and even observe the past and future.

In the "Doctor Strange" movie, Doctor Strange trapped the ruler of the dark dimension and the super villain Dormammu in the time cycle, and kept saying "I'm here to negotiate terms", forcing this man away The super awesome dark king.

Seeing the explanation, and looking at the incomplete soul in his vision of destiny, Mark suddenly understood.

For some reason, no matter whether he or the goddess beside him, no one's soul is complete.Their souls are like pieces of a puzzle scattered in the darkness.Although Mark didn't know what would happen if he collected all the fragments and made a complete soul.

Obviously, anyone with a broken soul can't expect to take any girls away.

Mark looked up and looked at the fellow: "How many times can I use this thing?"

Mei Mumu smirked: "It depends on your patience."

What he meant: It's not that I'm not strong enough to give you face, the key is how long can you survive?
Mark suddenly recalled that he received 1000 yuan of soul fragments in one breath before, which greatly increased his strength.According to Barbara and the others, their best one is just a few hundred fragments.

If there are really [-] dancing goddess Barbara with different ideas in [-] parallel worlds, and he really finds them one by one, and they may not be willing to follow him, then it will be really poisonous...

I don't know why, the goddess of dancing, who has been picked by you for a while, is suddenly a bit unscented.

Suddenly meeting Mark's resentful little eyes, let alone Barbara was really a little panicked, and the three muses next to her also panicked.

"Mark, you promised me..." Barbara, who realized something, protested in a low voice.

Interestingly, the unscrupulous god-kings in the sky began to boo.

【Yo!Little brother, I have to finish the appointment with tears in my eyes. 】

[We see you as a ruthless person, so we treat you as a brother, don't give up halfway, let us look down on you. 】

【That's it! 】

Mark grinned: "I know, I know! I won't slap myself for what I said. But, I have to pay more!"

Mark spoke the code word.

Add money?What extra money?
The three muses were stunned.

Only Barbara's face turned red in an instant: "Plus... just add..."

Not now, though.

At this time, this huge fleet has countless troubles for Mark to coordinate.

Like a whole bunch of children of the forest who get seasick.Human seasickness is uncomfortable at best, and those guys have a chance to die.

The old tree god and the lake goddess didn't say anything, but at this point, every child of the forest who survived by chance is a baby bump.

One death was enough to make their hearts ache for a long time.

It took Mark a full week to send the Son of the Forest to Bolivar Island.

The Bolivars have long been terrified of the endless demons emerging on the island, and they are in constant fear.Knowing that it was the son of the forest guaranteed by Rosalin to take over the defense here, the locals naturally cheered.

Then, the local nobles racked their brains to cram more children onto Mark's boat.

This time, Mark didn't accept it, and instead allowed the old tree god to leave more than 100 relatively weak or injured tree men on Bolivar Island.

Seeing the tree people left behind by Mark on purpose, the former goddess Angelina was thoughtful...

The rest of the elite treants were pulled to the port of San Marino by the fleet a week later.

Before the Caribbean docked, the port was already boiling.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Welcome back! Your Excellency Marc Destiny—"

"You are our hero!"

On the pier, it looked like a crowd of people. Countless citizens crowded to the pier, and even ran to the trestle, waving various ribbons and hats that had been taken off.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mark was quite curious.

"It's nothing, I just picked up a little garbage." Vivienne turned over deftly and jumped to Mark's side.Although she put on a pose with her hands folded over her chest and her head turned away, there was a word inside and out - praise me!Compliment me!

"Oh? It's Vivienne from my family who killed everyone?"

At this time, Bishop Albert boarded a small traffic boat quickly.With a smile on his face, he praised: "Miss Carlos killed a demon general."

Albert explained what happened in a few words.

Since Mark left with the fleet, the security of the entire continent has deteriorated.The Wright Empire was short of troops, so it could only shrink the main force to the vicinity of the imperial city.This is tantamount to abandoning other territories.

The nobles of various territories either had to abandon their family business and ran to the imperial capital to seek asylum.Or try to find ways to protect yourself.

Self-protection without the support of strong force is just a joke.

During Mark's departure, the capital of the neighboring province of Panle was attacked by demons, and several important cities in the province were destroyed. It is conservatively estimated that more than one million civilians were killed or injured.

Where there is comparison, there is harm.

San Marino benefited from the presence of the Knights of the Destinis and the presence of two ex-inquisitors in town.A demonic army with no eyesight was completely defeated.Instead, it triggered an influx of refugees.

It's just that the vast majority of refugees came to San Marino port without their lives, and became bait for demons on the way.

As a result, the port people love Mark even more.

The local nobles even tried to see if Mark was willing to become a king on his own.

Mark scoffed at the words of those nobles.

Instead, Vivienne threw back the [Miscellaneous Demon General] Blood Moon Card that he lent her earlier with a little pride.

"Hmph! This time I have it too." Vivienne shook the card in her hand.

It was a demon general card that looked a bit like a goatman.

Mark squinted his eyes and found that the system indicated that this was a commanding demon general.

He suddenly understood why Vivienne succeeded.

Her assassination-style beheading style is exactly the nemesis of this kind of wise general demon!

Seemingly seeing Mark's doubts, Vivienne quickly argued: "I was not reckless. It was Conrad who launched the army of heroic spirits. The frontline of the opponent was under pressure, so I finally pushed."

"Well, I'm worried about your injuries. I'm going to have a good check up to see if you have any new scars."

"I said no more."

"Well, how do I know if I don't check?" Someone smirked.

(End of this chapter)