It's very ironic that when the reincarnation sect made Mark suffer these sluts, Mark reciprocated to them.

Seriously, Mark himself never thought that this magical newspaper had such a function: as soon as he put it away, he could be used as a squat and dominate the spiritual power of this land.

When newspapers are used in the ownerless world?

The effect is outrageous!

When Mark draws the spiritual power of this unowned world through the newspaper, he also becomes the master of this inner world. And then did a lot of things that he couldn't do before, such as summoning the evil spirits and demons that he had turned into blood moon cards after killing him before.

[Mural Magic] is one of the best.

With Mark's current spiritual power, it is more than enough to supply one Minnie, and it is not a big problem to add a Byson. It's just that while raising two A-level [anomalies], and then putting on an A+ mural demon, it's definitely enough.

The combination of that mysterious newspaper and the inner world not only brought him additional power, allowing him to change the situation and environment in the inner world with his memory and will, but also gave him additional spiritual power to summon more evil spirits and demons.

[Mural Demon] is never a separate individual, the mouth that Mark touched in the first place is a part of it.

As soon as this bloody mouth came out, the reincarnation sect's position and cooperation became a joke on paper.

"Ahhhh

"I fell!"

"Help me! Help me—"

There are more than one hundred and twenty people, and few of them are agile and super-strong. Samsara cults are good at dealing with evil spirits, and that's because they are more accustomed to forming formations to trap and die, to consume evil spirits, and finally to achieve capture.

This kind of frontal round-up is of course less attrition to one's own personnel, but it also lacks efficiency and mobility.

Unlike the Night Church, most of them rely on individuals like Vivien to clean up evil spirits and demons.

When the reincarnation array is broken by the terrain trap, the scene becomes ridiculous.

A large number of Samsara cultists fell into this steep hole with a slope of almost 80 degrees along with countless sand and gravel, and there were only one out of ten who could really react and make effective movements.

More than half of them fell in embarrassment, and even if they uglyly grabbed a bump in the cave wall, or pierced the cave wall with a sword, slowing down the speed of the fall, the situation still did not improve by a thread.

The unlucky ghost who fell into that terrifying mouth first has become a snack.

"Ahhh

"Don't ......"

After the abrupt scream, it was "Click! "Relentless chewing.

Without the Valkyrie's beautiful legs, the hearth demon used his own fangs. These fangs, sharper and harder than scimitars, easily shredded the armor and flesh of the reincarnation knights, devouring their souls.

There was a mess on the cave wall, and there were guardian spirits who materialized their spirit bodies and rushed down to save their descendants. There are also guardian spirits, under the orders of Bishop Tannis, who pounce on it and try to kill the strange newspaper zombie.

At this time, from the top of the ceiling, an evil spirit descended.

It looked like it was a black widow spider the size of a car. It has a large body and eight chelicerae that are extremely dexterous.

A terrifying web of spiritual silk appeared almost out of thin air.

No, maybe this spiritual wire net has been woven a long time ago.

However, in the weird dance scene, whether it is the dancing clothes or the musicians without bodies, they are all attracting the attention of everyone in reincarnation. When the spirit silk was cleverly covered by the ceiling that originally seemed to exist, no one really discovered the existence of the spirit silk network.

At this moment, this spiritual net has become the nemesis of the guardian spirit.

"Ahh Can't get through! ”

"I'm glued!"

"Help me—"

Guardian spirits that wantonly penetrate the wall, and when they encounter the cobwebs of the same spirits, they are as ridiculous as moths that throw themselves into the net.

However, this large net covered the entire ballroom, leaving no gaps.

Whenever the web catches a guardian spirit, you can see the terrible spider on the web, with a dexterity that violates the limits of human cognition, a graceful jump, lightly jumping on top of the struggling guardian spirit, opening its hideous mouthparts, and biting down.

"Wow!"

In this way, a guardian spirit was sucked up in less than a tenth of a second, and became spiritual residue.

It's a visual presence.

The so-called big spider is nothing more than Minnie pretending.

Mark mentally covered her with the 'skin' of a black widow spider.

Miss Doll sulked for a long time for this task, and Mark coaxed Minnie at the cost of ten dances.

"Monster! Monsters—"

The more the evil spirits screamed, the more angry Minnie became: Obviously people are more beautiful now!

The more angry she became, the harder she became. The dancing shoes she got in the baptism of the blood moon were kicked by her.

Of course, the exaggerated sound of breaking the wind sounds like the sound of a big spider's mouthparts to outsiders.

The guardian spirit of the Samsara Sect is hunted by Minnie at a rate of almost one per second.

The chaos on the scene did surprise Tannis at first, but he still had one last trump card [Reincarnation Tyrant]!

"Kill him! That bastard who reads the newspaper is vulnerable! Tannis yelled menacingly. His neck has a bulging vein, how can he have the gentle and elegant style before?

Now he is just a gambler who loses red-eyed, and he is forced to make a desperate bet and put all his weight on the reincarnation tyrant, trying to kill the boss of this inner world in one go and turn the tables directly.

It would be a mistake to think that Mr. Tyrant was just a bulky iron ball when he saw his heavy armor.

Just before the earth fell, the Reincarnation Tyrant showed him why he was qualified to serve as a war machine in the Divine Wars!

The falling gravel was kicked hard by him, and under his feet, which was not very strong, because a mysterious spiritual power appeared out of thin air, giving him enough support, and his huge body jumped high.

This scene is really exaggerated!

Mark's first impression was of an armored cash carrier flying high into the sky, coming towards him in the face.

In the past, Mark would have been shocked, frightened and inexplicable, so shocked that he couldn't move, and finally was crushed into meat sauce.

People have a psychological threshold.

When you've seen an ancient god-level monster like a huge aircraft carrier like Bassatatan, you will feel ordinary when you look at this kind of guy again.

Ma Yingdi even has room to continue his performance-

In the eyes of outsiders, this Mr. Zombie, who has the same style as the newspaper zombie in "Plants vs. Zombies", still has time to lose his temper.

Mr. Zombie stomped his foot a few times and swung his right paw hard.

An incomparably pure, spirit blade condensed with pure spiritual power burst out of the air.

This thing can be said to be not difficult, and any existence with high enough spiritual power can play it.

The premise is that your spiritual power is strong enough, otherwise ordinary A-level powerhouses will be able to squeeze themselves dry with one move if they squander their spiritual power so much.

"Huh!"

The crescent-shaped psionic blade collided with the Tyrant Grey Shadow leaping into the air with a warhammer in his aloft talf.

"Bang!"

The spiritual armor composed of more than a hundred guardian spirits that lingered on the body of the reincarnation tyrant and the purer spiritual power light blade on the opposite side collided violently in less than half a second.

It's a pity that someone who has absorbed the spiritual power of the entire Kensington neighborhood, including the inner world, is obviously superior.

This green blade of light slammed into the hands of the reincarnation tyrant, and slammed into the chest of the reincarnation tyrant like a high-speed locomotive.

In the next moment, the reincarnation tyrant flew upside down like a cannonball.

His failed attack wasn't for nothing, for his massive body flew back and crashed through a locked door on the side of the ballroom.

The ten-centimeter-thick sturdy mahogany gate burst open with countless sawdust.

"Your Excellency! Come on! The High Knight Barons roared, his shield just enough to hold the chelicera of a four-legged demon that came after him. The shield blessed by divine power emitted an unbearable metallic scream.

Bishop Tannis was desperate, looking at the chaotic situation, he no longer expected to kill the demon leader on the other side.

He also fell just now, although he didn't fall straight down, and when he was grabbed by the guards around him, he hit the wall of the cave hard. When the Reincarnation Tyrant flew back, he was injured by the aftermath of the light blade blasted by the newspaper zombies.

"Poof!"

He couldn't control himself, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but what he thought in his heart was: It's a big loss! I shouldn't have made this trip to troubled waters for the sake of damn face!

But how could such an outrageous inner world suddenly emerge in such a small city of 30,000 people?

At a glance, there are at least three A-class demons. The one who reads the newspaper is S-class

This is already at least a S+ class, right?

He couldn't understand it.