Mark vaguely guessed that the two goddesses should be mortal gods.

A grand opera is over, and Mark's artistic frenzy in Attilas has just begun. After refusing to be a family member of any artistic deity, Mark said that it was a gift to the Muse, but the Muse was not embarrassed to take his opera book for nothing.

The method of guaranteeing and sharing gave him a large guaranteed income: 1 million Wright dollars, and 50,000 art bonds for the gods of art, and then he will receive a 10% of the total turnover for any subsequent performance of Romeo and Juliet.

This was actually a bonus.

What Mark wanted most, he got his hands on very quickly.

Over there, the Reincarnation God Sect was demolished in a regional church, and the Reincarnation God did not react, and the upper echelons of the Samsara Sect were furious.

The other six major families of the Samsara Sect are happy to see the Edwards family deflated, but if the Samsara Church is demolished, it will slap the entire Samsara Sect in the face.

In addition to the [Gluttony] cultists who are unjustly looking for the church to be angry, chasing and killing the Spark cultists who tempted Bishop Tannis to fall into the pit, they also let out rumors everywhere to inquire about the news of Carbinol Cthulhu.

Unexpectedly, this time, the three art gods of the neutral camp jumped out at the same time to endorse someone.

"It can't be Mr. Cthulhu, who, after the Blood Moon ceremony, was invited to write Romeo and Juliet, the most important opera of the century!" The oracle issued by the muse herself was echoed by the other two goddesses of the art department.

This formation has confused the high-level of the reincarnation sect.

To be reasonable, what carbine Cthulhu is not their first object of suspicion.

However, revenge on the Church of Mortal Sins and the hunting down of a group of Spark cultists who don't know their numbers and identities, how can it be as easy as getting a single blood moon rookie?

Even if someone has the ability to counter unpredictable fate, he is still a person after all.

Nor is the Church of Knowledge a well-organized, unanimous church.

The high-level of reincarnation held the mentality that they urgently needed to find someone to top the cylinder and raise the prestige of reincarnation, so they found someone.

Unexpectedly, the three true gods jumped out together to protect the carbinol * Cthulhu, which made the high-level of the reincarnation sect quite angry.

The status of the absolute neutral deity is not transcendent, and no neutral church has too much force in its possession, except for the militant church.

The reason why no one will go out of their way to provoke them is because they have the characteristic of holding together, and they are likely to provoke a group of people when they provoke them.

The attitude of the gods of the three art departments can basically be said to represent the attitude of the gods of the absolutely neutral camp, unless there is a direct order from the god of reincarnation, the high-level of the reincarnation sect will never dare to touch Mark publicly.

Even if the god of reincarnation is in person, it must be weighed.

When there was no way, the Reincarnation God Cult thundered loudly and claimed to crusade against the [Gluttony] Church, but secretly put most of its energy into chasing and killing the Spark Cultists.

Someone's scheduled backpot man still carried the cauldron.

On the third day of his arrival at Attilas, he still offered to leave the Muse.

The sexy red-haired goddess lamented: "Don't you really think about being my voter? ”

The clan represents you as a direct subordinate of the deity, and the Chosen One is often the deity's spokesman in the mortal world.

Mark smiled wryly: "Your high priest will cry when he hears it." ”

"But she really doesn't have much talent." The muse cupped her cheeks in distress: "I gave her thirty years and I haven't created a piece above the standard." ”

"You're the master of music, you're too picky." Mark looked out to sea, as if in contemplation, as if he were torturing his own mind. His eyes were so complicated that the goddess was a little drunk when she saw it.

"For me, art is nothing more than the spice of life." As he spoke, he came up with the reason for trying everything: "The world is big, I want to go out and see it." ”

Who is engaged in art, who doesn't have a literary and artistic youth style?

Not to mention the ultimate big sister head music goddess in the art world.

"Hmm...... I really don't have a reason to keep you. ”

Mark smiled brightly: "Every painful parting is for the next happy reunion." Great Lord of Music, I promise you, next time I come back and I'll bring you a brand new musical. ”

"On the same level as Romeo and Juliet?" The fiery red eyes of the goddess sparkled.

"I can't guarantee it, at least it's not too far off. I think it's an exotic opera. ”

Mark walked away gently, as softly as he came.

It seems to be breeze, but it has left an indelible legend in this art capital.

It's just that he didn't know that after he left, in the kingdom of the muses, the clones of the two goddesses visited together.

In the palace full of artistic atmosphere, there were originally vibrant notes of different colors, and beautiful music echoed throughout the day. It's not a random music player on the earth, but a cute little angel, playing beautiful tunes live with various instruments.

At this moment, the sound of the music is cut to the weakest, and it almost becomes a meaningless background music.

On the three corners of a round table that is openwork and resembles outdoor furniture, three goddesses are seated.

Litchel, the goddess of literature, pushed the big round glasses on the wings of her nose: "Say, why do you have to protect this young man who refuses to reveal his real name." ”

The muse stroked his long fiery red wavy hair: "Will your novels and poems only be read to readers in the neutral camp?" ”

The answer is obvious: of course not!

"We all felt the aura of reincarnation in him. Even though he used a destiny item that even we can't see through, he definitely did the Samsara Sect! After Barbara finished speaking, she stared at her best friend in front of her with her deep black eyes, whether she or Littchel, they were all waiting for an answer.

The Muse didn't care: "Isn't it the way to [neutrality] to fight back after being attacked?" ”

The other two goddesses were silent.

The muse smiled, smiling lightly and detachedly: "Hahaha! Come on! Everyone knows how the twins won a thousand years ago. Without the infighting between the Sect of Great Sins and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, there would have been no victory for the Order Guard. If it weren't for the orderly and good camp that prevailed, how could there be room for our neutral gods? ”

Litchel was silent for a moment: "Everyone knows that the twins will not win this time. ”

In the last millennium war, the twins took advantage of the infighting in the chaotic camp to pick up the sweetest fruits of victory.

The hunter who once lurked in the dark will not be able to continue to reap the benefits of the fisherman this time. Their sisters are the first targets of all the evil camp powerhouses.

That's why the Church of Light and Night has spared no effort over the past millennia to combat and weaken the Cult of Grave Sin and Apocalypse.

On the surface, the Light and Night Church has been in the limelight for thousands of years, overwhelming the demons, but secretly no existence knows how much combat power has been hoarded on the other side.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

The muse's laughter became wanton: "Litchel you can go and be a clerk, what about us?" Am I going to be a singing canary in the cage of the Demon King's Palace? And Barbara is a coquettish dancer? ”

Barbara shuddered, "When the time comes, I'll do my last dance in the flames of my soul." ”

The muse gently took the hand of her good sister Barbara: "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will be the same." ”

The days when they would be revered as sacred by mortals are numbered, and no god is spared when a once-in-a-millennium spiritual tide hits.

In troubled times, in the face of absolute violence, art is the most precious and least valuable thing.

This is the reason why several of them, as gods, have recently appeared frequently.

The question just now was tacitly ignored by the three of them.

What the muses do, for them, is at best an idle move. Since Markla and the others came to block the gun, and gave enough artistic results to be regarded as classics, they did it happily.

However, even if you are a true God, they do not know the consequences of their actions.

As soon as he returned to the Ex Mate, Mark was surprised to find that the Dice of Fate had reacted.

A line of words is projected from the dice, imprinted on Mark's retina.

[Congratulations on receiving the fate blessing of the Muse!] 】

[The balance of fate function is on!] 】

[Description......]

[When there is no end in sight to the darkness that obscures the road ahead, will you light up the stars in the sky with the lights of mortals? Or become a part of the darkness, using the ashes of the gods of the old times as the cornerstone of your dark throne? 】

[Whichever choice you make, please put enough soul weight on one end of the scale!] 】