Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 277 An Nei
For a bright bishop, the ungodly belief in his own goddess is a blasphemer. Mark's words are undoubtedly a great offense to him and even the twin goddesses behind him.

Two years ago, even if Albert risked angering the teacher, he would help Lao De clean up his house and kill this evil grandson.

But at this time, Albert felt that Mark was not too much!

The Gemini Church looked around, either cheating teammates or pig teammates, the Gemini Goddess was surrounded and suppressed, and she didn't catch any decent enemy to beat her up.

The enemy just sent out a large amount of cannon fodder, ruthlessly encroaching on their territory and destroying their foundation.It is difficult for them to make an effective counterattack.

As guardians of order and representatives of the best, they are supposed to protect thousands of mortals in the world.

Can you hold on?
There is still almost a year left before 【Judgment Day】.During this period of time, even if it can be covered, what will the tens of millions of mortal refugees eat and drink?
In this era, the nobles generally did not have much food in stock, and a lord who could store a year's worth of food for the lords was already farsighted.The extravagant circle of aristocrats is more willing to only leave enough grain for the next harvest, and sell the excess grain in exchange for gorgeous noble clothes, or a brand new piece of jewelry, or a piece of valuable money. opera tickets.

At the time of the chaos, even the capital of Wright did not have so much food for the refugees.

For the Gemini Church, civilians who cannot form combat power are negative assets at this time.

The church can only watch helplessly as the vast area outside the main city becomes a hunting ground for demons. Only God knows how many people can survive the baptism of this nightmare.

On the other hand, the Four Great Apocalypse Demon Gods and the Seven Great Demon Kings are much simpler and more violent.

War, plague, death, famine-these four kinds of shit don't need to consider people's life and death at all.

The seven deadly sins, such as [anger], are the emotions that are most likely to breed in an environment such as despair and disillusionment.

In an environment where the world is likely to be destroyed, it is better to say that positive emotions such as longing for the light are rare.

In the past, Albert would have felt that it was an out-and-out miracle that the Twin Goddesses could win the last battle of gods.It's a pity that after knowing so many secrets, he felt that it was a conspiracy—the demon god, the demon king, and even the reincarnation god joined forces to put the twin goddesses who didn't know the truth on the altar.And the altar is also an altar...

Albert shuddered, he couldn't imagine it anymore.

In the absence of the God of Rest and the God of Penance, Mark is one of the few external forces that the Twin Goddesses can win.

Albert wanted to say something else, but when he met Muse's shining eyes, he suddenly understood—not to mention that Mark was not willing to lower the price, even if he was, the four goddesses of art would not be willing either.Why do they have to sacrifice for art if they want a boat ticket?You twins are like a white lotus, not stained with mud, you can get on board without paying anything?Wouldn't this make them feel bad in disguise?

Some words were choked in his throat and he couldn't speak them out. In the end, Albert said that he would convey them.

As soon as Albert left, there were 'strange things happening' around Mark.

On the desk, a piece of parchment with a very historical flavor spread out by itself, and a quill floated up, on which was written the ancient Wright language.If it was a time traveler, they would even think it was a pen fairy.

On the easel next to him, there were smears of oil paint on the blank drawing paper.

This style of painting is very magical.

Mark held his forehead for two seconds, went over to each hand, and caught a plump girl with glasses and a girl who was doing body painting again from the void.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked Litchel and Peting speechlessly.

The two goddesses of art blinked and said in unison: "Record!"

It was just perfunctory to Mark, Litcher was scribbling and writing, Mark glanced at it, only to see the words "The great Mark Destiny Your Majesty smashed the arrogance of the twin goddesses without hesitation." , gave them an ultimatum - either submit or destroy...'.

This content is outrageous.

"Wait! When did I say that?" Mark was anxious.

"This is artistic processing, understand? I'm not a historian, I'm a goddess of literature. Only the 'history books' written as biographies have a wider spread." Litchel proudly shook the quill in his hand.

"..."

Mark looked to the side in despair, and Pei Ting's painting speed was also exaggerated. While he was talking to the goddess of literature, a painting was almost finished.

In the painting, Mark, who is radiating all over his body and standing on a pure white ark like a hero, throws a life buoy with a rope to the pair of black and white girls who are about to drown. Behind the black and white girls is painted with thick oil paint. Confused and dark, with many terrifying tentacles sticking out from inside.

"How about my painting?" Pei Ting asked for credit.

"..."

When Barbara and Muse also jumped out and said that they had inspiration, Mark... ran away in despair.

Once an artist gets sick, he can't afford it!Can't afford it!
Fortunately, the four of them did not catch up.

So Mark went for a stroll.

Very rarely, Mark sneaked into the laundry room on the lower floor and saw the following scene: In front of a huge drum washing machine, Anveena, who was wearing a high-end maid uniform, was tossing about something, and then saw half of her body getting into the drum of Yalda.

Seriously, there are dedicated laundry maids on board.As Mark's personal maids, they don't need to do this kind of work at all.

"Oh, I've said it all, underwear can't be machine-washed." Yaldai said naggingly.

"Yalde, this is not the place we should come." An Weena whispered.

"What does it matter? The Wright Empire is about to perish, let alone the baron's daughter. The Wright royal family may disappear. Why don't we think about it, what can we do to help Mark?"

"In terms of combat? Alas, the upper limit of the Extraordinary of the art department is here. By the way, there are four goddesses by Mark's side recently. I'm afraid he has forgotten us." road.

"No..." As soon as Yaldai finished speaking, she found that she was stabbed in the back by someone who sneaked up to her, and her two best friends didn't even remind her, facing a large-caliber hot weapon The sneak attack, she could only cry "woo woo woo".

a long time.

"Asshole, thought you forgot about us."

"Ahem! I've been busy recently!" What else could Mark say: "However, in half a year, we will be leaving."

"leave?"

"Yes! Take this boat and all the passengers on board and leave this world together." Mark selectively said some secrets.

(End of this chapter)