Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 283 The Truth About 'Simple' Battles
[Death Knell] Samikina froze for a moment, and all the beings watching the battle froze collectively.

Probably [Death Knell] never dreamed that the "overreaching" mortal it wanted to destroy with all its strength was actually its nemesis.

After being hit by it with all its strength, the mysterious young man survived, and he still had the strength to steal him.

This is what Samikina collapsed the most.

"What did you do!?" Mister Deathstroke's exasperated voice echoed in the sky.

At this moment, the four goddesses were surprised to find that the figure of Mark next to them suddenly became blurred, and his deity had already soared into the sky and came not far from [Death Knell].

I don’t know why, [Death Knell]’s angry scolding sound became a slightly sad “What are you doing—” in Mark’s ears

Cough!

Far away.

With one hit, Mark didn't give Samikina any chance to resist, and poured all the god-level destiny points into the serrated long knife in one breath.

It seems that the serrated knife with a length of just over one meter is not a big deal. Compared with this terrifying giant hand, although it looks a bit wounded, it should not be fatal.

Mark's eyes: This is over.

"Samikina, this is a high-end game!" Mark said softly that others would never understand.

Mr. Deathstroke could not accept Mark's provocation.

The ferocious demon's big hand twitched violently, and a black smoke tornado seemed to respond to its call, aiming at Mark in midair, and blasting down from the sky.

Unexpectedly, the black smoke tornado gave others a feeling of thunder and rain.

Boom is down.

When the tornado hit Mark's head, it turned its back on its master. Like a docile puppy, it gathered into a bright puff of smoke in Mark's raised right hand.

It feels like at this moment, Mark is the god who dominates the black smoke, a true god of darkness.

"No...impossible...Mark Destiny, you, you, what did you do!?" The giant demon hand that began to twitch in mid-air made a horrified voice.

"It's nothing, I'm just telling you that as a sacrifice, you have to look like a sacrifice." Mark lightly pinched the puff of smoke condensed with dark divine power, rounded and flattened it as if it were something tangible He rubbed it carefully, and finally threw it lightly onto the Caribbean below.

On this pure white beautiful armed cruise ship, countless tentacles of mist overflowed from every porthole, they looked like the tentacles of Brother Squidward, and the gray-white shadows of misty ghosts passing by.

The eerie atmosphere filled in an instant.

"Ah! This is..." Barbara stopped dancing and stared at Mark in mid-air.

Mark was suspended in the air, and smiled slightly: "It's a good thing that came over."

【Wrist of the Mist】!
According to the judgment of the system, this is a large piece of god-level equipment, which can carry out the will of the user, transform into any different form, and launch an attack or defense.

The only problem is that this thing can only be installed on giant Extraordinary beings, or large Extraordinary objects.

Mark did some calculations, and this thing must be given to the tree god, and the only one that can meet the installation requirements is the Caribbean, which is connected to his soul.

Therefore, a good armed cruise ship can even serve as a ghost ship if necessary.

Mr. Deathstroke here is broken: "No! Why!?"

Mark didn't answer, another clone of him appeared, still holding a golden holy sword in his hand.

"Since you insist on finding me, I will grant you death."

The divine radiance, which is similar to but different from the goddess of light, has purified many fallen worlds invaded by demons in the Azeroth universe. It not only purifies, but also has the purpose of destruction.

This golden avatar rushed forward suddenly, and the golden light it brought out formed a golden spear in the sky, piercing the big demon hand—Samikina's body.

Only a few god-level existences can really notice that what this golden light clone is aiming at with its big sword is the jagged long sword nailed on the demon's big hand before.

Everyone thought it was a scene of a sledgehammer smashing a nail.

The result was a little bit different from what you expected.

The moment the golden sword touched the sawtooth sword, the two swords had a wonderful deformation, and the sawtooth sword was magically inlaid on the big sword by itself. At the last moment, the two-handed sword looked good. It became a huge sawtooth machete! ?
"Boom-"

The thick black clouds in the sky were swayed away by the spiritual light swayed by this holy slam.Once summoned by Mr. Deathstroke, the black cloud that gathered in a vortex shape was torn to pieces on the spot.

Others only saw that with a loud "boom", a golden-red beam of light poured into the entire demon's hand from the back of the demon's hand.This is not piercing, but blasting from the inside out.

The entire devil's hand first swelled at least twice, and immediately a ball of fiery red light shone from every corner of the hand.

There seemed to be a faint sigh in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, countless golden lights spread out from the demon's hands, and the thick blood vessel walls suddenly became nozzles, and beams of light shot out from every inch, eventually tearing all its biological structures into pieces and turning them into pieces. A blood mist filled the sky, dissipating in this piece of heaven and earth.

Only then did everyone on the battlefield see the handsome and unrestrained figure in the sky with his sword sheathed.

"He is my lord Marc Destiny!"

I don't know who was the first to shout out, and the coalition forces below suddenly cheered.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Victory!"

"Praise Lord Destiny—"

Shouts implying victory shook the world.

Over there, without the command of Mr. Deathstroke, the movement of the black giant ape stopped strangely, and he was beaten up by the tree god stupidly.

But Suleman stopped after hitting him twice, and Mark told him to stop in the soul circuit.

"Save your energy, Suleman, I want to save this thing for pulling the boat."

"Obey." The Tree God said in a low voice.

Only the giant ape stopped moving, and the other corrupted gods of art and those demons did not scatter, but faithfully carried out the last order given to them by Samikina - charge!
However, this cannon fodder attack is doomed to be futile.No orders are needed, the angels and the Heroic Spirit Legion will naturally end.

In the eyes of onlookers, it was Mark who showed his might and beat Samickina in seconds, deciding the outcome of the entire battle.

Only a small group of people at the core will know the truth of the matter.

Back in his own suite, Mark slumped comfortably on the sofa, and Barbara and Muse leaned up from left to right, asking for their health.

Mark smiled: "I got a gadget for the sacrifice at the place where I regained the important soul of the Muse."

right!It's [Destroyer Thorn]!
(End of this chapter)