Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 266 The Cut of the Parallel World

The art capital of the parallel world.

Because the last holy candle has been extinguished by the evil spirit, the basement of the Dancing Cathedral was pitch black, and the three of them huddled tightly in the corner, looking at the dust falling from the top of their heads due to the continuous violent vibration, restraining their inner emotions. Fear, don't scream out.

Barbara, the goddess of dancing, her high priest, and two high priests are almost hugging each other like a group of weak and unarmed women

Huge roaring and crashing sounds were heard continuously from above, and Barbara knew that it was Gad, the guardian god, and the mysterious assailant who were fighting each other.

Unfortunately, Barbara has no hope for Gad.

She abandoned her kingdom of God in panic. Her angels, all her servants, almost lost all their divine power, turned into saints, and descended urgently in her mortal hall.

so what?

It's just lingering.

This basement was not originally used for refuge, it was purely used to store some used dance skirts. At this time, due to the violent vibrations from above, the hangers had already fallen to this side and were out of shape.

"The twin goddesses and other orthodox gods have not come yet. Goddess, do you think we can really rely on them?" The high priest is also confused.

Barbara gritted her teeth, her face was flushed, but she couldn't say a word to comfort the believers.

She was completely panicked, her good sister was gone, and the only one she could count on was Gad.

Unfortunately, in the next second, the ceiling of the entire basement was lifted off, revealing a terrifying giant tentacles condensed from smoke.

The bodies of one god and three people trembled like the fallen gravel on the edge of the basement.

Until this moment, Barbara had no idea who Deathstroke was.

"No! Don't destroy me. Spare me. I'll do anything!" Barbara begged timidly.

"Fufufu! But all I need is your fall..." [Samikina of Deathstroke] let out a joyful laugh of the victor.

Little did he know that he would not be able to laugh in the next second.

"Who—" before he could finish calling, Barbara's entire field of vision was filled with elemental glow.

Barbara's mind went blank.

That terrifying evil god was defeated just like that?

Originally, the visitor could jump down directly, but at the formal entrance of the basement, on the steps, step by step, a delicate white figure came down very rhythmically.

It was an extremely handsome black-haired young man.

With a playful smile on his face, he was wearing a black samurai suit and was carrying an exaggeratedly sized sword.It's just that Goddess Barbara doesn't understand why her favorite golden firework is pinned on his clothes on the left chest.

"Good morning, Goddess Barbara. I heard that you can do everything just now, right?" The man's smile seemed to have the power to understand time, space and fate.

Barbara felt that she had no chance of winning against him. She weakly maintained a kneeling posture, and said humiliatingly: "Yes! I can do anything."

"Very good." Mark walked in front of Barbara in this parallel world, and pressed her shoulders: "In the other world of the main world, you found a way of salvation, and now you are waiting for your return."

"Ah!" If someone else said this, Barbara would never believe it.

But the golden fireworks are full of the power of "herself", and only she knows what she likes most.

This made Barbara's resistance a lot less.

Anyway, she lost the Kingdom of God, lost her best friend, and felt that she couldn't lose more.

a redemption?
Maybe it will work?
She nodded in agreement, trembling.

A mysterious gray light appeared in Mark's hand, covering her whole body.

Before this Barbara could react, her saint's body had turned into a stream of light under the influence of the force of fate, and sank into Mark's left palm.

Almost at the same time, all matter in this trumpet parallel world divided by a small area turned into dust and disappeared into the void.

In the mysterious long river of history, such a small tributary disappeared again...

Another parallel world.

The quasi-devil general Uber of [Canker] was leading his subordinates to escort a special prisoner, walking on the ruins of a desolate town.

There are traces of the plague raging everywhere, and among the broken tiles and ruins, human corpses full of dry pus can be seen everywhere.Obviously, the pain lasted until the last moment of their lives. Many corpses kept asking for help, struggling and other postures, and even the walls next to some corpses were covered with hand scratches.

"It's too evil." The dusty and extremely embarrassed dancing goddess muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Low woman, what are you talking about?" Uber sneered.

"I, I am..." Barbara argued.

"What? The former Goddess. Your only value now is to see if you can bring fun to the Demon God."

Barbara looked at the evil crown of the Apocalypse Knight in front of her and shivered. She felt more and more that it was a foolish idea to seek refuge under the account of the Apocalypse Demon God.

At this moment, an extremely handsome young man appeared in the middle of the road very abruptly.

Handsome, neat and mysterious.

Such an existence, even though he did not reveal any special power attribute, but he just stood there, and he was out of tune with the surrounding environment full of decay, dilapidation and death.

"Where did the garbage come from?" Ubel bent his bow and set his arrows indifferently.

The poisonous arrow is off the string!

With his current strength, let alone ordinary fish, even the judge under the seat of the twin goddesses cannot escape an arrow under his bow.

For the existence below Sequence 4, it can be seen that his arrows are completely teleported.It takes less than one-tenth of a second to go from extremely far to close to the face.

Regardless of the strong soul tracking power on the arrow, it is difficult for any living person to escape this arrow.

The scene that made Ubel feel like a hell happened.

The handsome man in front of him made a gentle movement as if twisting a petal, unhurriedly, and lightly tapped to the front left of his body at thirty degrees.

"Biu!"

Strange sound!
A not-so-bright aura shot out from the man's fingertips, and it just hit a blemish on the poisonous arrow.

That's where the plague droplet meets the wooden arrow!
It stands to reason that this tiny crack with a width of less than 2mm should not be a flaw at all.

The opponent hit.

A wonderful cut!
In the next moment, the arrow and the venom attached to it were perfectly separated.

Rao even Uber, who had experienced many battles, was also temporarily distracted by it.

In the blink of an eye, the opponent came over.

It was obviously a straight-line aggressive attack, but it gave Uber a strange illusion—as if the other party was very familiar with him and had calculated all his next actions accurately.

(End of this chapter)