Mark:???

Boy! Now I know, I thank you so much!

Vivien didn't mention it, and Mark really didn't know that the content of the Blood Moon Baptism couldn't be revealed. But think about it, once it involves the gods, or the gods, it is taboo in every church.

After all, in the propaganda of mortals, the major Orthodox churches are the undisputed masters of the world, and the gods of the Orthodox churches are all high and low.

It's okay to fool mortals, but Mark went to the box area for a walk, how could he not know that gods are also divided into three, six, nine and so on?

Moreover, in the propaganda of the church, the coexistence of gods belonging to the opposing camp of good and evil in this strange opera house is in itself the greatest irrationality for mortals.

When the gods somehow came to an agreement not to be preached, it was natural that what happened in the opera house became taboo.

Mark: In that case, don't blame me for making waves.

Someone, wrapped in illusion, grinned, "It was just an accident. Can you imagine what it would be like for me to fish with a rod and only to hang a whale? ”

"You're out of it!?" Vivien was dumbfounded: "No! You can take care of the aftermath, that's the problem! ”

From the Night's Watch to the Punisher, Vivien has been in constant contact with idiots who play the Spiritualist Ritual and play with fire. Those guys are typical examples of 'hurting friends in life and plucking neighbors in death'.

They are eaten by demons and demons, and they are most afraid that they will become demons, and they will also make the entrance and exit of the spirit world bigger, and a large number of evil spirits and demons will come out to harm mortals.

Vivien herself took on such a case - the entire neighborhood was reduced to rubble, hundreds of people died, and hundreds of people were polluted by the power of demons, which is a typical harm to others and not to herself.

As soon as Mark said this, Vivien's fists hardened.

Mark had a smile on his face: "It was an unfortunate accident. But at least I didn't hurt a single innocent person, and I didn't let a damn demon step into the world, did I? ”

When Mark said this, Vivien's anger subsided a lot.

This guy in front of him is definitely a delicate egoist, fortunately he still has the bottom line of being a man, otherwise she would not have cooperated with this product desperately.

It's impossible to get rid of all the anger in your stomach.

The sorrow of law enforcers is precisely this: you know that the other party is a criminal, but your evidence cannot be used, and it is impossible to punish the other party to justice. Even when you get out of this place, you will even forget about it.

Claiming to be a law enforcer in the dark is too embarrassing.

She didn't speak, just glared at Mark angrily.

Mark's next action made her angry.

"Yo, beautiful lady Punisher, can you look at my record? Eliminate hostility, at least in this place, and cooperate sincerely? ”

Mark rubbed his right hand and unfolded all the cards in his hand like a fan, with his backhand facing outward, showing Vivien like a display of arms.

The female punisher's ice-blue pupils dilated.

A whole bunch of cards, mostly demons, a few Priests of Great Sin, and a Plague Knight.

Only the existence that is killed will become a Blood Moon Card.

In this way, the damn newspaper man's crusade against demons is even better than that of her, a legitimate punisher.

Vivien felt genuinely ashamed.

Of course, there are also two special cards in the newspaper man's deck: [Esma the Pious] and [Golia, the Dancing Queen of the City That Never Sleeps].

Vivien knew that the killer was the Plague Knight, and that the newspaper man had just snatched the two card-turned victims from Ubel.

She was convinced, crossed her waist: "Okay! The record doesn't lie. I am willing to cooperate sincerely with the two of you. Although it's a bit rude to sign up for it now, it's better than before. My name is Vivian Carlos. Cult of the Night Level 2 Punisher. ”

She glanced at Mark: "If you insist on having reservations about your identity, then it's okay to lie to me, at least give a fake name so that I can call you." ”

Mark blinked: "My pseudonym is Carib Cthulhu." His pseudonym is Conn * the Decapitator. ”

Vivien rolled her eyes on the spot: I allowed you to fake, I didn't let you fake it to my face. You lied to me without concealing it, shouldn't I thank you!

She glanced at the Thunder Giant's henchman standing next to her without any opinion, and she knew very well that she had no chance of taking the initiative.

"Alright, Mr. Cthulhu, what are we going to do with those evil spirits next?"

"If you can take it, you can take it, and if you can't do it, you will destroy it. My instincts told me not to delay too long. ”

"Good!"

Vivien is very good at physical exorcism and magic exorcism, but she accepts evil spirits for her own use, and the best at doing this is the reincarnation.

'Mr. Cthulhu', who kicked two Samsarians to the lower levels, could not be Samsara in the first place.

She was increasingly unsure of which church Mark belonged to, and could only vaguely speculate that he was leaning towards the camp of goodness and order.

The three of them rushed back to the front of the actor's preparation room.

"Miss Carlos, where's the security line?"

"It's not safe here, it's just that they're going to start it, and we can react, but they're afraid of the stage lights."

Mark spread out his spiritual sense, saw the evil spirits scurrying in the darkness, and smiled and raised a stack of empty cards in his right hand.

As soon as Mark's mind moved, Minnie immediately projected a spirit silk from the void and drew a simple spirit magic circle.

Mark Lang: "Lost soul! I am the guardian of order! Neutral observer! Spreaders of knowledge! Those who will abide by my righteousness, please be a part of my new opera—"

Mark shows himself to be a follower of the neutral God of Knowledge, and to solicit souls who are close to the camp.

This not only attracts the attention of evil spirits, but also ...... Vivien.

"Huh?" She's never been a dull person.

Mark didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as she said it, she immediately thought of the Nadal family's orders: Isn't that damn Mark Destini the mysterious master of the neutral camp? Could this guy be him? Well, unlikely, the occultist can't use that kind of exaggerated slash. But who is sure that the Cultist of Knowledge is his second career?

Vivien was confused.

The cold aura on the other side was churning and rolling, and the evil spirits were in a commotion.

This is not their ambush circle, the failure of the last ambush proves that the other side is clearly prepared. Assault is not necessarily pleasing to the eye.

Generally speaking, the solicitation of these great living people does not necessarily win the favor of evil spirits.

They themselves were the losers of this cruel baptism, and of course they knew the difficulty of baptism. The other party did not give a convincing reason, and the evil spirits preferred to kill the new performers and replace them with themselves.

This is not? Here's why.

Mark calmly took out the glittering S-rank card [Miscellaneous Demon General]!

As soon as the golden light came out, it immediately blinded many dog eyes.

The corners of Mark's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were full of disdain: "Please forgive me, everyone hiding in the gutter...... It's all rubbish. ”

Evil spirits can not eat physical damage!

But the real damage is definitely eaten!

The so-called real harm is the most real injury.

The blood deducted by one knife is all zero, but the damage caused by the critical hit of the mind is infinite.

"You!"

"Bastard—"

"Why do you say that?"

The roars of the evil spirits formed a sharp wave, and the mere noise was no less than a standard [Banshee Wail]! That's a double attack of soul and shadow damage.

It's a pity that Mark has heard too much about the wailing of the spirit and the dog, and he is already immune.

"Excuse me! To have strength is to be able to do whatever you want! ”

There are no evil spirits who have completely lost their minds, of course, they know that only the existence of an S-level demon general who has really killed them can take out S-level cards in this special blood moon world.

But! They are really unwilling! Unwilling to let his debut, let this arrogant kid step into the real backstage preparation room and start this weird opera mixed with glory and crisis!

I can't even keep my own plate, so naturally don't blame the evil spirits for grabbing food.

If you show the stick, the radish will have its value.

The key point that can attract evil spirits is, of course, the three words "New Opera"!

An evil spirit suddenly appeared, she had a torn raincoat-like lower body, ignoring her gorgeous clothes, starting from her waist and going up, the skin on her translucent spirit was dull and waterless, which was the most typical zombie appearance.

Only by carefully observing the contours of her shriveled face can you vaguely recognize that she was once a great beauty.

"No kidding! It was an opera judged by the gods! Something that doesn't enter the stream, less than 10 syllables will provoke divine punishment. With a flowery high voice in her mouth, Mark immediately deduced that she should be a follower of the muse, the god of music.

Actions speak louder than words!

Mark snapped his fingers, and several spiritual threads immediately appeared in the void on his left shoulder.

The light spiritual silk is linked to each other in mid-air, and it takes three strokes to form the shape of a harp.

The illusory fingers gently hook the strings and play beautiful notes.

"Ding Ding Dong ......"

The evil spirit, who used to be a muse, was stupid when he listened to it, and his shriveled mouth came out with a mutter: "It's not the ten mysterious operas, it's not ...... This is a brand new tune, I, I actually heard the story of a poor little girl struggling to get up!? ”

Crystal soul tears slipped down that ugly translucent cheek.

Her words immediately set off an even greater commotion among the evil spirits.

Mark didn't strike while the iron was hot, but beckoned the two to retreat: "I'll give you three minutes to think about it." ”

As soon as she retreated outside the safety line, Vivien asked, "How did you figure out so many things?" ”

"You also know that the Blood Moon Baptism involves different rookies from the nine camps, right?"

Vivien raised her eyebrows, "So, the jury of the opera includes the gods and demon lords of all factions?" ”

Mark didn't sell it, and told the truth directly: "If you want to perform an opera in front of the gods, believers must choose an opera that praises their own main god, so that the gods of the hostile camp can be happy?" Who rules that those who are referees are not allowed to leave the game? ”

If you slap the sycophants of your own gods, you will naturally offend your opponent.

I don't know what kind of laws this opera house has that are observed by the gods, but Mark calculates that most of his own main gods will not be able to pull the bias with all their might.

This is the reason why so many Blood Moon candidates have overturned in the past.

Since the evil spirit leaked his mouth and said ten sets of operas, then there is a high probability that it corresponds to ten sets of model plays. There is a certain number of times when the family will intervene in trouble.

If you follow the path of destruction of your predecessors, you can only follow it to die.

How could Mark have made such a mistake of principle?

He hadn't thought of this before many candidates, but he didn't want to think that the guy who could come here had to kill an A-class enemy first. If you have to be good at fighting and understand opera, what kind of all-round genius can you do it?

Therefore, most of the previous candidates gritted their teeth.

Fortunately, Mark comes from the Earth Celestial Empire, which has a super advanced information system.

It's just an opera, of course he's sure.

Three minutes passed.

As Mark approaches the cast prep area again, it's clear that the evil spirits are divided into two camps.

Solicit one side, and naturally offend the other.

Mark Ming said that he was in the camp of order, and the guys on the chaotic side should not think about it.

The wind was strong in front of him, and the gloomy aura was almost overflowing from the air, and more than twenty evil spirits were circling and dancing back and forth. Only about a third of the spirits were curled up in the corner on the other side, clearly watching.

Mark disdainfully stretched out his right index finger and hooked it: "I said, you are all garbage." Let's go together! Maybe you'll have a little more chance. ”

No nonsense, under the nervous and slightly surprised gazes of Vivien and Conrad, a large pitch-black soul flame formed a small mushroom cloud on the opposite side.

How difficult is it to assemble such a group of unruly evil spirits from different factions?

Even they themselves have no better way.

I saw illusory chains glowing with black light shuttling through the black flames, these were the [Oath Chains], which themselves were the embodiment of the cursed words of these evil spirits. Only these chains of great mystery can truly unite these evil spirits who disagree with each other.

The chains weaved through the soul flames, and finally when the smoke-like flames dispersed, a two-meter-tall, theoretically female, stitch-like thing appeared.

"Ahh

Vivien's and Conrad's heartstrings tightened as they looked at Mark at the same time, waiting for his orders.

As everyone knows, Mark's first order was:

"Run with me!"

Before the two of them could react, several spiritual threads suddenly appeared on Mark's body, making him like an ape-man, Tarzan, quickly passing five meters from the female stitch monster and rushing towards the actor's preparation area.

"Liar...... Zi ......" The female stitched monster's mouth and let out a muffled angry scolding.

Disturb!

It's so sassy!

Everyone thought that you were going to fight to the end, who would have thought that you would take the lead in running away?

Even Vivien was stunned for half a beat before she immediately turned into a black streamer and followed.

As for Conrad...... Are you worried that the Children of the Storm will be slow?

That's a delusion!