Reincarnation or something, it's better to destroy.

Mark had made up his mind.

Anyway, the Samsara Sect wanted to curse him to death.

As a true gentleman who reports revenge from morning to night, from the first day of the new year to the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mark said that this kind of legion card should be more.

As for where it can be used, Mark doesn't think it's much. This is the same reason that the major churches can only support a certain number of angels and Soul Knights. It's not that I don't want to raise it, but I really can't raise it.

For example, with this kind of [Legion Card], the soul of an entire knight is stored in the Blood Moon Card, and Mark only needs to pay 100 spiritual power per day to maintain it. Seeing another piece of purified Demon General Spirit Flesh worth 200 to 300 points, Mark felt a little painful and felt that he could still afford it.

Under the Legion Card, Mark was surprised to find that there was also a purple [Corps Card].

According to the fate dice, the definition of the corps is [a group of 300 to 1,000 people, and the strength of the core strong does not exceed B-level].

The [Barbarian Legion] in his hand only has a C-level evaluation, and the [Nomad Cavalry Archery Regiment] is B-level, these two cards were directly ignored by Mark, but the other card in his hand caught his attention.

Seeing Conrad coming, Mark casually slapped it on Conrad's chest.

"My lord! This ......"

"Don't you have a bunch of pirate cards? Try to melt them into this Corps card. ”

Conrad complied, and was surprised to find that he had an A-rated [Pirate Regiment] card.

Of course, the power of the Corps Card and the Legion Card are not the same. However, having such a force in his hands means that Conrad's position under Mark is unique.

"Thank you, my lord!" The giant man knelt down on one knee and bowed deeply.

"Keep it, maybe you can craft a legion card in the future!"

"Yes."

The fog on the battlefield did not lift.

As the new owner of the [Ancient Battlefield Glory Obelin], Mark did not immediately dismantle this inner world.

The rest of the war knights or Hu are really from this moment in heaven and earth, and there is no way to enter the earth.

You can't beat it, you can't run away.

They were like lonely boats on the sea in a storm, quickly sinking under the continuous lapping of the golden waves.

"Oooo Victory! ”

"Praise the Twin Goddesses!"

"Hahahaha!"

The unbridled laughter that rebounded from the knights' suppressed extremes resounded throughout the world of war.

Captain Lonnie, who had a lot of blood on his body and horses, rode his horse and turned over lightly five meters from Mark, and a head tied to his saddle and wearing a scarlet helmet was very eye-catching.

Lonnie laughed, "Thank you! Mark! Our old friend. ”

"No thanks, just take what you need."

"No, no, no, I still have to thank you. Without you, our campaign against the Knights would be over today. Lonnie beckoned, and hundreds of knights behind him drew their swords in unison, pointing straight to the sky.

"Thank you, Lord Destini!"

The mighty roar echoed throughout the whole world.

Mark raised his hand, lifted the world, and said with a smile: "This is Gu Xin's corpse, please." ”

With a glance, Lonnie walked up and dragged away Gusin's body.

The head of the group's mouth smiled from ear to ear: "According to the agreement, the blood moon card belongs to you." ”

Mark nodded, this was his tacit understanding with the twin goddesses.

On this day, the complete victory of the Empire and the Orthodox Church since the rebellion of the Kingdom of Poliva, which lasted for many days, came to an end.

Rosalyn Silva, who instigated the rebellion, and more than 2,000 of her henchmen were sentenced to death by the Reich and publicly hanged the next day.

On the third day, Rosaline's body, along with the corpse of Gusin, the [Knight of War] who had slaughtered an entire Order of Samsara Knights, was nailed to the walls of the port of Boliva.

The bodies of their henchmen were nailed to the newly made crosses that lined up the harbor along Lake Poliva......

Despite the widespread rumors among the Bolivan people, 'Rosalind is not dead, the corpses exposed in the wilderness are Bolivas who died in battle'.

It doesn't matter what the truth of the matter is.

Importantly, the headlines in the newspapers of various countries were the news of the victory of the Reich.

The supply of crude oil, which was once a concern of the market, is no longer an issue.

The Imperial Energy Minister swore poison that the damaged oil wells would be repaired by the end of November. During this time, the empire would only need to draw on a maximum of 10% of its oil reserves to meet the shortage.

Stock prices across the empire almost took off.

A certain stock god surnamed Destini took the opportunity to make a big fortune.

In any case, in less than a month, the empire and the Orthodox Church completely suppressed this massive rebellion that entangled the Apocalypse Sect, and immediately shocked all the colonies that tried to rebel, as well as those cultists with bad intentions.

Probably, only the reincarnation god cult that lost a reorganized local knight order, and even lost the right to preach in a kingdom, became the biggest loser.

Mark...... He smiled crookedly.

Getting the War Knight Gusin means that his three-in-one Apocalypse deck is officially formed. When he had the two sets of cards [Apocalypse] and [Deadly Sin] in his hands, the dice of fate finally gave him an advanced hint.

[O Marauder of Fate! Plunder more fate! Once you've mastered the three Destiny decks, the path (of Conqueror of Destiny) will open up for you alone—]

"[Conqueror of Destiny]?" Mark didn't know what a conqueror was, but when he heard it, he was taller than a marauder.

He could see that the Marauder could only kill his enemies, forcibly plunder their fate, and force their souls to serve him.

Isn't the conqueror a conqueror able to surrender without a fight?

It's a little exciting to think about.

It's just that Mark is not yet the conqueror of fate, but he is about to be another conqueror.

Three days later, in the middle of the night, Mark, who was in the Caribbean's own room, was raided.

Recently, Mark was very happy, so he secretly copied Beethoven's "Turkish March" for Minnie to record.

In this luxurious suite with soundproof walls, this brisk little song is playing in a morning glory gramophone made of pure gold.

Amid the melodious reverberating music, Mark sipped the dry red wine of the Victorian royal family and played cards with himself.

It's not a normal card, it's a Blood Moon card.

Each card was snatched by him himself, and it was part of his glorious martial arts.

"My turn! Gacha - "Someone in the second was talking to himself.

At this moment, the voice of the maid Anvina came from the door of the room: "Master Mark, I have sent supper." ”

Mark didn't look up: "Well, put it on the table." ”

When the maids saw that Mark didn't sleep so late, they usually brought some cookies and other small snacks. Mark didn't care.

At that moment, there was a rustling sound from under the wide table.

The corners of Mark's mouth lifted slightly, and he continued to play cards, and then he was knocked down.

"What's going on?" Mark frowned.

"I'm sorry." Very faint voice.

Soon, Mark realized that something was wrong.

It's okay not to look at it, so I glanced at it, and Mark almost jumped three feet high.

None of the three of Yaldé, Goadili, and Avena were black-haired.

Where did this brunette girl with short ear-length hair come from?

Different from the Lytes, although this girl is good-looking, her facial features give people a wild charm, full of an exotic atmosphere similar to that of Latin America on the earth.

The black eyelashes are like a fan, but the eyes are full of mysterious charm like a campfire.

What's even more chic is that she is wearing a set of traditional Boliva military uniforms - the upper body is a fiery red military uniform, the design of the high collar covers her slender neck, and the sword-shaped epaulettes next to her hang down with golden tassels, but the velvet military uniform is completely pinned in the middle because of a few buttons, and the large white is easy to make people ignore the bunch of medals pinned to the left chest of the military uniform.

Further down, there are pure white leggings.

Unfortunately, Mark didn't have time to watch, and he couldn't speak.

Because the picture in his destiny horizon is impacting him.

He held a red thread of fate in his hand that seemed to be broken at any time, and the other end of the thread was impressively on the little man who represented the woman. She stands on a fork in the road of fate, either to a terrible ruin, and then to turn into a terrible ghost to devour the world, or she and those behind her are all tied to Mark's warship.

He finally knew who she was - Rosalyn Silva, the commander-in-chief of the rebellion, the daughter of the former Count of Poliva.

The horizon quickly returned to normal, and Mark sighed, "Why are you bothering with this? ”

"Your Excellency Mark Destini, who behind the light controls the fate of millions of Bolivarians, why should you be humble? You have to put so much effort into saving me from the emperor's guillotine, isn't it just for today? I'm just one of your trophies, as you wish. ”

Strangely, there was no hatred in Rosaline's eyes, but there was an indescribably complex feeling.

"Do you hate me? I have destroyed your hopes for independence. ”

Rosalyn just sat on the carpet and shook her head: "I used to have hatred. But it's clear to me that it's the Empire of Lat, not you, and the Church of Light and Night, that the Polivars really should hate. Without you and the Destini family, the end of the Bolivas this time would have been a hundred times worse, and at least five million people would have died. The rest were reduced to the most miserable slaves. ”

Mark smiled wryly, this time I really couldn't tell what to say.

Because of the latest news, the cardinal churches that will come to the Kingdom of Poliva to establish a new diocese have been elected from among the bishops. And Bishop Albert is the obvious candidate.

Albert was not only a disciple of Lao De, but also a distant relative of the Destini family.

The Knights of the Litary of Light of Poliva, which is about to be formed, is also headed by an old courtier of the Destini family, and has served the family for more than 18 generations.

In addition, this time it was Mark who personally led the team to force down the rebels and exterminate the war knight Gusin, and it was not much worse to say that he was the uncrowned king of Poliva.

Rosalyn had long found out that Mark did not seem to have any intention of persecuting the Bolivarians, and his reaction at this time deepened Rosaline's impression of Mark.

She said quietly: "This is the trick of the goddess of fate." You don't have to worry so much, host. Anyway, I'll try to like you. ”

Anyway, bury your head deeply.

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