Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

At the far end of the void is a purple illusory barrier.

Around the Mark fleet, mysterious arcane energy spread out in the purple-black void, looking like lightning from a distance.

The surrounding space was boiling like porridge. When the huge circular blue portal with a diameter of more than a hundred kilometers opened, giant spaceships with a diameter of more than two kilometers and a length of more than ten kilometers broke through the air in groups. .

Obviously, these spaceships use different space laws than the surrounding space. The energy waves emitted from them easily drive away the unknown energy in this space. From a distance, it looks like a large amount of clear water washing away the turbid sewage. A circular ripple spread out in the void, and the blue light wave spread out to a diameter of more than ten miles.

Their entrance is rapidly changing the laws of the entire space!

Sound should not be transmitted through the void.

Everyone on the Piansheng Caribbean heard a soft "buzzing" sound.

This is the shock of divine power and law!

"Mark, this is..." The voice of the twin goddesses was a little cautious.

"Of course...it's the Outer God Group that you have been thinking about for a long time." Mark watched this scene happen with great calmness, and the impulse in his heart became clearer and clearer.

right! Everything is in the [plan].

However, the last piece of the plan, that is, the soul with this memory, has not come back yet, and he doesn't know what the plan is!

Fortunately, it was enough to completely suppress the twin goddesses!

The exaggerated entrance ceremony of Mark fellows is still going on.

Whether it was the members of the Destiny family who followed Mark out of the world, or others who followed here with the intention of taking refuge, they looked around stiffly, watching more portals open and more huge monsters emerge. Shadow.

Those are elemental giants——

With a huge body that can reach ten stories high, and extremely exaggerated elemental reactions, any one of them in their previous world would be respected as a "god".

At least from the level of God.

However, at a glance, there are four figures of guys of this level.

Far away from these elemental lords, more humanoid mechanical creations that made the mechanical cultists ecstatic rushed out of the portal. The number of these robots, which were about 18 meters tall, was even more exaggerated.

The number of them entering the market is more than 10,000 by visual inspection.

A huge god-level interstellar fleet that is likely to have tens of millions of soldiers is gradually transforming from a phantom into a reality.

Immediately afterwards, huge human silhouettes one thousand meters high flashed out in the middle of the fleet. The extremely powerful divine power that surges beyond the imagination of ordinary gods declares their identity as a divine king to every existence!

Beside them, there were powerful gods with different clothes and armors guarding them.

"They are..." the twin goddesses asked Mark weakly.

Mark proudly introduced his fellow countrymen to them:

"The one holding the orange drumstick is [Space God King] and [Storm God] Duke!"

"The second one from the left is Raven, the God King of Shadows and Death, who stands on top of the [Shadow Throne]."

"The third one is [Meiman Dharma God], Mei Mumu who controls the power of time and space."

"The fourth one is Wang Hao, the God King of the Seven Seas of the Atlantis Ocean Empire!"

"The fifth one is..."

Mark knew everything about his family, and the goddesses around him listened carefully, and even Litcher secretly took notes.

Focus on it, these are all things to test.

After all, every god-king is a dock to be worshipped!

At the end of the sentence, Mark puffed up his chest proudly: "Our organization composed of a large group of heavenly kings is called [Yunfei Wanli]!"

…

Over there, the appearance of the god kings shocked [God of Destruction] Diapolo and his henchmen.

This level of mobilization cannot be a temporary rescue operation.

It should be said that this was planned in advance!

Even Diablo couldn't help but raise his huge and ferocious head, and locked his twelve vertical pupils on these powerful uninvited guests who suddenly broke in.

"My Lord..." The voice of the God of Samsara seemed like he might cry at any time.

He figured it out.

This is a terrible fucking trap.

First, use that little thief Mark Destiny to steal Diapolo's most valued sacrifice, the Twin Goddess, and then force these scoundrels to report it and fish out Diablo's true body.

I have to say that the God of Destruction was careless. Thinking that this is his domain, feel free to come.

In the end, a group of god kings suddenly attacked, turning this originally good pursuit into a decisive battle.

"Idiot! You asked me to come in person without even knowing the trap!?" Diablo's huge twisted body opened a terrifying mouth with a length of more than 500 meters, and the tentacles and fangs emerging from it were visible. The God of Reincarnation almost peed on the spot. Who would have thought that after the violent drinking, Diablo's tone actually softened: "Kill the enemy with all your strength! This is our only salvation!"

Very rarely, Diablo used the term 'we'.

In the past, how could it take the following bastards who took refuge in it seriously?

Now he couldn't help it. The moment he showed up, he had been tricked.

Duke and Mei Mumu, two space-based god-kings, locked all possible space passages through which he could retreat.

What’s even worse is that no one is allowed in but no one is allowed out!

The only thing Diablo can do is to recruit all his younger brothers to fight against the group of god-kings called "Yun Fei Wanli". If he wins, he will not only lose nothing, but will gain a large number of god-king-level souls, allowing his power to break through directly. The ultimate, reaching the multiverse god level.

If you lose...of course you'll get it all in one pot!

Its last hope is that this is the leek-cutting world it has created by itself. All the laws in this world are formulated by him. At least to a certain extent, it has the advantage of home field, which can offset a considerable part of the gap in combat power.

There was no time for it to hesitate.

A large number of red dots were flashing in the space around it. Every time the red light flashed, a giant twisted monster with a body radius of no less than 500 meters jumped out of the space.

They have all kinds of terrifying shapes that are unimaginable to mortals.

Either the body is covered with abscesses and a mouth that devours all things, or the tentacles are dancing wildly all over the thorns.

Tens of thousands of [Servants of Destruction] were completely spread out in the void thousands of kilometers long and wide, and the vast sea of ​​monsters happened to be far away from the Order fleet of [Clouds Flying Thousands of Miles].

"Diapolo, you bitch! Run! Let's see how you can run this time!?" Wang Hao cursed roughly, and the other side responded with a large volley of main artillery fire.

Holes were opened in each twisted flesh ball, and high-energy reactions occurred instantly. Immediately, thousands of red energy beams conquered the void and poured into the forward fleet of the God King Alliance.

However, there were only blue halos.

The fleet, which was dominated by humans, blocked the first wave of attacks with energy shields. Soon, the entire fleet under Mark could see patches of silver light flashing around them, followed by more densely packed light spots flashing. Counterattack with more violent and exaggerated intensive shooting.

In the next moment, countless flesh-and-blood monsters under Diablo were completely destroyed. Even their bodies with the ability to regenerate at high speed were evaporated on the spot by the light cannons with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius. There was no possibility of resurrection.

Within just a few minutes, the battle was heating up.

And the two camps are constantly adding new combat forces, making this god-king-level shocking battle more and more intense.

On the battlefield, only the small fleet centered on the Caribbean was silent for a moment.

On the bridge, the shadow of a god king appeared in front of Mark.

That was the clone of Duke, the Storm God. There is no aggressive and coercive feeling in everyone's impression. From the past, he is just a very handsome black-haired young man.

Only the truly knowledgeable goddesses can feel the incredible power of space hidden in this clone.

As soon as he appeared, the goddesses around Mark immediately saluted consciously.

"Brother! Great job!" Duke gave Mark a big hug and patted Mark on the shoulder as soon as he came up.

"Brother, don't kill me. By the way, you don't have to deal with Diablo?" Mark's smile was a bit far-fetched.

"Don't be ridiculous! That guy was too good at hiding before, so we couldn't catch him. Seriously, any one of us can defeat that little beast."

Mark noticed that Duke used the word 'defeat' rather than kill.

Since the big guys came out collectively this time, they didn't run away.

He felt relieved and immediately smiled: "Then I will go into the melon-eating mode without being polite?"

"Hey! My brother, you are the one who really deserves credit for your hard work! This time you become a core member of [Yunfei Wanli], and no one will dare to say 'no' again."

Mark was embarrassed on the spot: "Brother, what virtues and abilities do I have? I am not even a god. To enter the circle of a god-king, this... is to flatter me!"

This time, it was Duke's turn to be embarrassed: "Sure enough, you are indeed the most ruthless person among us. If you are ruthless, you will even deceive yourself!"

Mark slowly typed out a bunch of question marks.

Duke's expression was very exciting, his eyes flashed, and he probably shouted somewhere.

The next second, an illusory figure stepped out of the void.

Another god!

His power is equally mysterious and unfathomable, but his face is Mark's face!

Not to mention the girls around Mark, even Mark himself was shocked: "You...are 'me'!?"

"Hello! The other 3,000 'me's!"

Mysterious conversation! A mysterious game!

Next to him, Duke smiled bitterly and held his forehead: "Stop playing around and merge quickly. I can't even see it."

The two Marks looked at each other and felt the resonance with each other without the need for words.

In front of everyone present, they stretched out their hands far away, with their four palms facing each other.

The mysterious white brilliance fills the entire space!

In the blink of an eye, two Marks became one.

And Mark knew all the truth——

three years ago……

"Fuck! I don't believe that no one can deal with that idiot Diablo." In a magnificent space station, in a square with ten thousand people, Wang Hao cursed as he sat on a high platform.

Duke glanced at the tens of thousands of elite travelers from the Celestial Dynasty below, and patted the giant projection screen next to him: "Everyone knows the situation. Diablo, the [God of Destruction], attacked more than a thousand bases of the Galactic Order Council. Even we [Yunfei Wanli] have lost 13 god-level brothers forever. We have to avenge this. But this bastard is such a thief. It has the ability of [super-speed regeneration of soul]. We can’t kill its clone at all. Pointless."

Raven stood up and pointed to a 3D view of a stacked world that looked like a honeycomb or a pomegranate cut open:

"This guy has secretly hidden a very complicated [Destruction of the World]. It splits the world into three thousand parallel worlds, and then accelerates the flow of time inside. One year outside is equivalent to a thousand years inside. It keeps going through this Raising Gu in a strange world, or cultivating new gods, and finally destroying powerful gods one by one as part of their own [Destruction Ritual], frantically absorbing divine power."

Duke interfaced: "To kill this guy, you must steal its sacrifice the next time it draws its divine power, that is, the powerful god who was enshrined on the altar. Only in this way can Diablo be forced to The real body appeared and personally hunted down the thief who stole the sacrifice. Because the next sacrifice happened to be the ten thousand year mark of that world. Diablo could not bear the price of losing the sacrifice, because it would put him in a trap equal to the time of the universe. A ten-year period of fatal weakness, and the location of the main body is exposed.”

At this time, a brother below raised his hand: "Where is the difficulty?"

Duke said solemnly: "The difficulty is - to steal the sacrifice, you must steal three thousand souls of the most powerful and powerful god at that time, no less than one! For this reason, we need to send someone to steal our own souls." The soul splits into three thousand parts, sneaks into the three thousand worlds, then controls the sacrificial gods in all three thousand worlds, and brings them out."

"Hiss—" Everyone below gasped at the same time.

Another brother raised his hand and asked, "Wait, do you have to divide your soul into three thousand parts?"

Mei Mumu answered: "It is true that if I lend a copy of the [Eye of Agamotto], it can indeed help infiltrators travel through the three thousand worlds. But because it is a copy, it cannot be found through god-level induction. All three thousand parallel worlds. This requires the user to have a clone in the three thousand worlds."

"Can't we send three thousand brothers in?"

Mei Mumu shook her head: "No, it's too obvious. If a large number of souls from another world enter, Diablo will definitely find it. And the soul strength and willpower of those who enter must be very high, because dividing the soul is the level of the soul [ Ling Chi]. Not only is it painful, there is a greater chance that the spirit and soul will collapse. Don’t try it easily. Think about it, the most perverted among us [Junchen Tianya], as the former leader of the Evil God Cult, just has his soul split. If you become one thousand, you will change from an ultimate filthy god to an ascetic herbivorous man."

"..." Everyone was silent.

Duke came out and concluded: "We need a strong volunteer. Of course, we will not treat our brothers badly. Whoever can steal the sacrifice and lead out Diablo's body, we will naturally gather all our strength to deal with that guy. No matter whether it is If Diablo is successfully killed, that brother will become a core member of our [Yunfei Wanli] and enjoy the treatment of a god-king. And all the beings he brings out from that world will become his sacred and inviolable private property. .”

The conditions given by the big guys are not unreasonable.

The core members of [Yunfei Wanli], if you put them outside, they are the supreme god-king of a single universe.

With this kind of power and status, countless beings in the universe would go crazy for it.

But, how can it be so easy to do?

Just then, the only volunteer showed up.

Mark slowly raised his hand.

Duke said in surprise: "Brother Mark, do you want to try?"

Mark smiled: "I am already the [God of Destiny] in a certain small world. Even if my soul is divided into three thousand parts, even if the memory of this action is divided, without being brought into that world, I can still Use [Destiny] to coordinate the actions of three thousand clones. I think my chance of success is the highest."

"Brother, are you sure you understand the risks of this life?"

Mark nodded seriously: "Well, anyway, if I want to be promoted from the ordinary God of Destiny to the [God of Destiny], the prerequisite is to control the fate of more than ten gods, and at least one must be a top-level powerful god. This job Once successful, the rest of the promotion conditions will be trivial."

Duke made the decision on the spot: "Brother! As long as you steal the sacrifice and elicit the true form of Diablo, our core members will help you with the other materials needed for your promotion."

All the God King bosses nodded in approval.

Thus, a stunning god-level undercover agent was born.

Mark first succeeded in splitting his soul, and then, without his knowledge, 2999 people broke out in that strange world.

In the following story, Mark’s identity is the clearest.

The last question is, aren’t there three thousand parallel worlds? How come you only got 2999 souls in?

Mark suddenly realized something. He raised the destiny dice in his hand - his last soul clone was hidden in the destiny dice. 'It' not only controlled the clones of one soul clone, but also coordinated every person in the three thousand parallel worlds. An act of separation.

Holding the dice gently, under the gaze of the twin goddesses and other goddesses, Mark's aura began to rise endlessly.

Gods with weak divine power... weak divine power... medium divine power... In the end, the divine light and divine aura on Mark's body suddenly stopped the peak of powerful gods.

This surging and mysterious power made even the twin goddesses secretly tremble with fear.

Until now, what hindered Mark from advancing to a higher level was no longer chance or epiphany, but purely the accumulation of energy.

Duke said happily: "Congratulations, brother! When you go back, we will help you to be promoted to God King!"

Mark smiled and said: "Thank you, brother!"

If they were forced to commit themselves to Mark due to the situation before, the twin goddesses were somewhat unwilling to do so. From this moment on, they were really dead-set and had no temper.

Be it a woman or a goddess. They can easily accept that their significant other is a poor and broke boy disguised as a peerless genius, but it is difficult for them to accept a true commitment to marriage.

At this moment, the goddesses of light and night originally had long hair shawl-length on the back of their heads. They used their divine power to instantly change their hairstyles into a bun unique to noble ladies.

At this moment, powerful energy fluctuations coming from the outside world attracted the attention of everyone on the Caribbean bridge——

Even the twin goddesses who were about to say a few nice words to their male god king couldn't help but subconsciously stopped.

Several rays of light of different colors shot out from the direction of the alliance formation, running through the void, and all the energy in their path was wrapped up to form a giant tornado.

These terrifying energy light cannons shoot straight out, pointing at the body of [God of Destruction] Diapolo.

An extremely uneasy feeling enveloped Diablo. That feeling was all too familiar. I don't know how long ago, the same terrifying aura nearly wiped him out completely in one blow.

That time, he used his own flesh, blood and soul to truly experience the taste of [destruction].

This is how we have today’s [God of Destruction]!

"Mark Destiny——"

At the last moment of its life and soul, it issued a final curse full of curses, and then let out a cruel scream. Its huge body instantly shrank into the void behind, and its countless tentacles seemed to tear apart the space and crawl back into it. It's like being in the three thousand chaotic world of the barrier.

But Duke and Mei Mumu, the two great space god-kings, did not give it this chance.

Because the space was once again formed into a thick barrier, its body that had fallen into the cracks in the space was forcibly ejected, and it faced the several terrifying light cannons that blasted away.

On the Caribbean, the eyes of the goddesses reflected clouds of colorful light falling along the trajectory of the light cannon. Under Mark's smiling eyes, these light cannons were injected directly into Diablo's twisted and ferocious body.

After a "boom" explosion that contained supreme divine power, continuous flashes of light spread from the wounds in Diapolo's body to all directions along the body surface.

Countless cuticles exploded, and the smelly pustules were punctured by high energy. Some of the tentacles containing Diablo's soul were leaving the body at a speed visible to the naked eye, but they were still caught up by the flash of explosion.

The tentacles first swelled up, and then the whole thing exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Then more and more tentacles were involved in the destructive turbulence composed of energy of different attributes, and were completely destroyed from the atomic level.

Continuous explosions dismantled Diablo's outer body, and soon its body was exposed in the void.

It was an extremely ugly, distorted big eye with a diameter of nearly a hundred meters.

On the purple outer membrane of the eyeballs, there are thousands of small eyes scanning the surroundings with hateful eyes, and finally locked on the bodies of a group of human god kings, as if they were going to drop a terrifying curse on every enemy.

Fortunately, this disgusting scene was just revealed when he was hit head-on by a new round of light cannons. In a shocking scream that shook the entire space, the eyeballs completely exploded and turned into pieces of flesh all over the sky. , and finally ended up being completely wiped out in an energy storm controlled by several god kings.

The central area of ​​the battlefield fell into silence.

The surrounding coalition forces are still continuing to hunt down the God of Destruction, and there is bloodshed everywhere.

The God of Reincarnation, the Four Demon Gods of the Apocalypse, the Seven Demon Kings of Sin, and a host of alien slave gods, no one being can escape this great pursuit that is about to shake the multiverse.

However, these trivial finishing touches have nothing to do with Mark.

One month later, on the Caribbean ship in the Caribbean Sea on Earth, the beautiful women were enjoying the sun and the sea.

Mark smiled evilly: "Come on, honey, don't be shy."

She has a colorful crown on her head, three layers of gold flying wing shoulder pads on her shoulders, and a ring of gold pendants hanging on her neck as white as snow. The translucent white cape inlaid with gold threads behind her is windless and automatic, exuding a pure golden spirit. Lena, the goddess of light, looks so sacred and inviolable. Looking at it from a distance, it feels like it would be blasphemy to look at it more.

If she hadn't been wearing the Korean version of women's armor with "high defense", holding a rubber cross sword, and assuming an M-shaped defensive posture...

The goddess of light smoothed her brilliant blond hair with her left hand, rolled her eyes at Mark angrily, and said the classic line: "Gu! Kill me!"

"Hehehehe! How could I be willing to kill you!" Mark's smile became even brighter. He looked at Luna, the goddess of the night, next to him, and looked at the single ponytail hanging from her right shoulder: "Madam, you too You don’t want your followers to know you like this, right?”

Luna was trembling with anger at Mark's bad taste: "You bastard! If you dare to spread the word, I will definitely kill you."

What else could she do? She is also desperate!

As a last resort, he used two extremely humiliating scissor hands in front of Mark's raised head.

Finally, Mark happily played with the large Jenga blocks.

Not long after, he wandered into Angelina's room next door and knocked on the door.

"You know, the shipping fee cannot be reduced."

Once upon a time, Angelina thought about accepting a cruel fate with the tree god. At the last moment, she chose to board the ship under Sullman's persuasion. Now it was time to pay the ship fare. Angelina blushed and became angry on the spot.

An hour later, the refreshed Mark was chased as soon as he slipped out.

"Mark, you bastard! "Butterfly Lovers" is not your work!" Barbara, who discovered the truth, angrily launched an attack.

"'Ode to Joy' is not yours either." Muse followed suit.

"The novel you gave me was also copied." Litcher added.

Mark's face turned red: "Ahem! There is no copyright in this other world."

"Bah! It's shameless. If it weren't for your artistic talent, we wouldn't have committed ourselves to you." The three art goddesses condemned in unison.

As expected, Mark shamelessly hugged the three slim goddesses: "Okay, let me ask you, do you regret committing yourself to your savior now?"

Three angry faces, not to mention how exciting it is.

Suddenly, they collectively hesitated.

Litcher: "That's another matter. I'm not being used as a sacrifice. Of course I'm grateful to you."

Muse: "I just felt a little bit unhappy about being cheated."

Barbara: "Huh! Even if I don't admit it, there's nothing I can do about it. You are already the best one I have picked in the three thousand worlds."

"In that case, why are you still struggling?" Inadvertently, the three of them were carried by Mark and thrown into the swimming pool: "Hahaha! Don't even think about running away if you get on my pirate ship."

Beside the swimming pool, Pei Ting, who was setting up an easel, sighed: "I checked, and even the [Caribbean] is not a good thing."

Vivian sighed: "You are not a kind person!"

Marianne, Yolanda and Rosalind were drinking tea by the pool and they looked at each other.

Rosalin smiled bitterly: "It's better than staying and getting killed."

At this time, Mark, who was playing in the pool, greeted all the girls on the bank: "Hey, everyone, why don't you come to this pool to face your [destiny]?"

"Hmph! Despicable guy! Don't think that I will succumb to the power of your destiny!" Anna, the goddess of ice and snow, arrogantly rejected Mark.

"Give you three seconds to regret it. Otherwise, I will deal with you first."

The ice goddess turned into a mermaid and jumped into the water on the spot.

Regardless of the former noble ladies or the Yaldai who were wearing maid uniforms next to them, all of them showed helpless and slightly shy expressions. They took off their bathrobes one after another, revealing various and eye-catching swimsuits.

The most positive one among them was Mini, who was the first to respond to Mark and jump into the pool.

Summer, swimsuit, party.

Perhaps this will be their 'fate' for a long time to come.

Well, except for the Bison chick, this guy is really stupid. She was so stupid that Mark brought her here and raised her purely as his stupid daughter.

"Hahahaha! I am [Destiny]!" The two-liter bottle of champagne was violently shaken and then sprayed out. The fragrant foam covered the faces of the goddesses. On this white cruise ship with graceful lines, the wanton laughter of a certain God of Destiny echoed for a long time.