Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 274 [God Name]

Just spying on the scene, the reincarnation chief priest's breathing became obviously rapid.

If he was on the earth with an oximeter on his body, he would find that his blood oxygen concentration fell below 90 quickly.

His sanity even started to be a little trance, and he murmured about everything he had seen with his spiritual vision.

"I saw distorted starlight that doesn't belong to our world."

"That's not the power of our world."

"The defenses of the gods have been destroyed."

"That is the power of darkness and chaos."

"The incarnations of the gods on the altar are all intact, without any changes."

"Ah! This is..."

Along with the bishop's final scream, almost every part of his body squirmed strangely.Black fissures no longer than five centimeters popped out, easily tearing his flesh and blood apart.

In the next second, hundreds of round yellow eyes with dull and numb eyes opened.They seem to be looking at something, but they don't seem to be seeing anything.

An evil, chaotic alien language full of anger emanated from the eyeballs.

"Who! Who bound me!?"

If Mei Mumu was here, he would be able to understand this meaning.

For those of the reincarnation sect, this is an obscure curse, or incantation.

Because the words and sentences are too single and repetitive, there is no possibility of interpretation.

Even so, the terrifying sound of this beholder subordinate has already caused terrible damage in the reincarnation religion.

The frightening voice with crazy power immediately made countless members of the Reincarnation Sect who observed this scene enjoy the spiritual lingering—as if a thousand small knives were destroying their nerves.

Those with weak mental strength had their brains opened up on the spot.

Even if the guy who can survive the first wave, most of them will take a life.

The well-dressed reincarnation priests seemed to have just been fished out of the water, all twitching and sweating profusely.

Only the high priest of reincarnation barely resisted: "Damn it! Why did that place attract a foreign demon god of the main god level!?"

The aura of fate was deceived, and the asymmetry of information made their speculation farther and farther away from the truth...

Here, Mark withdrew his avatar and returned to his own room on the Caribbean.

There had been a knock at his door for some time.

"Mark, what happened, Botis, he disappeared." This was the voice of Muse.

The four goddesses more or less sensed something, but Nai He felt too vague, and they didn't know the changes in their own spirits.But the sudden disappearance of Botis, who had been acting as a facade all this time, made them a little flustered.

Mark's majestic voice came out just at this time.

"It's okay! I exchanged the soul of Botis for an artifact. Suleman, from now on, you are my vanguard general." Mark deliberately changed the concept, making the difference between putting on [Death Knell] and obtaining the artifact. Things got mixed up.

"Yes—" The tree god answered in the soul circuit in a low voice.

How to put it, the tree god who was once a real god is far more famous than Botis.

When the tree god's huge body over 300 meters stood in front of the Caribbean, it really blocked the ship.

After arranging the guards, Mark turned his head and said, "Come in, four of you."

The four goddesses entered in a file, with similar apprehension on their faces, not knowing what happened just now.

Mark made a gesture, and they understood immediately, and cast a magic spell to completely shield the entire room from the outside world with divine power.

"Just now I went to the place Muse said..."

"Found it?" Muse widened Shui Ling's eyes, and the pupils that faintly flickered with musical notes were filled with hope.

"On top of that." Mark spread his palms with a smile, and the projections of the avatars of the four goddesses were slowly rotating clockwise on Mark's palm like figures.

"This is..." The four goddesses were stunned at the same time.

They are very clear that this cannot be regarded as a part of their soul, there is no soul power on it.But they can feel that there is a faint connection with themselves.

"This is your [God Name]!"

They suddenly realized.

The name is actually a very important thing.

It is the unique mark that distinguishes you from any other similar beings in the world.

For example, there can be many Barbaras, but Barbara, the goddess of dancing, is unique in a world.

Barbara was so excited that her whole body trembled slightly. So many of her clones suffered so much, and she couldn't find a way out.Never expected that the almost blind gamble in this main world would be a success!
If it weren't for the good sister watching, she still had the last reserve, she really wanted to rush over on the spot and play with Mark.

Mark smiled: "I have the tickets to leave. But it seems that there are still two people who haven't paid for the boat tickets!"

Litcher held a large stack of manuscript paper, covered his shy face behind the manuscript paper, and hummed like a mosquito: "Mark, how do you want me to give it?"

Pei Ting over there simply walked out of the painting, um, in the form of a painting...

A day later, in a small group of souls composed of five goddesses.

A strange scene appeared.

In a sense, this is a comparison unique to women.

The goddess of dancing, Barbara, showed off a white high-slit dance skirt with red dots on it: "Hmph! After a few years, this is the artifact [blood-stained dance skirt]!"

Not to be outdone, the goddess of music, Muse, took out a stack of staves, with large areas of red on the black notes: "This is my new song [Bloody Muse]!"

Litchel, the goddess of literature: "I just wrote a new manuscript [Blood Drinking Sword]!"

Unexpectedly, the last painting goddess, Pei Ting, is the real heavyweight: "This is the 'Chinese painting' I learned from Mark!"

On the white drawing paper, the branches outlined in ink are vivid.On the branch that seemed to be blown by the cold wind, red plum blossoms bloomed brightly.

The goddess of the lake was silent for a while: "Can I withdraw from the group?"

"No!" The four goddesses said in unison.

On the Caribbean, it's not so easy to disembark after boarding the ship.

Time entered midsummer, and when Mark was leisurely swimming in the swimming pool on the boat, the situation of the world changed even more.

On July 7th, Baout City in the southwest of the Wright Empire.

This mighty city with millions of refugees was built in a concave valley.The peculiar terrain here, coupled with the fortress run by the local nobles for many years, barely resisted the attack of the demon group.

And because there are a large number of terraced fields in the valley itself, the life of the refugees can be maintained casually.

It was that night that countless dense black air slowly and silently emerged from the land.

They are like the mist in the night, without any detection of existence, they began to release a large amount of gray-black mist continuously.

As soon as the mist escaped, it immediately melted into the valley and melted into every well.

However, these mist slowly penetrated along the skin and entered the flesh...

One day passed, and the whole valley was reduced to death.

(End of this chapter)