Among the eight gods of art, there is no [movie] and [drama], but there are two gods of [carving], which are divided into large-scale carving and micro-carving, which are two brothers. In addition, there is the god of poetry.

The resistance of the three of them was relatively fierce. Almost immediately, they issued an urgent oracle calling on all believers to pray collectively to give them strength.

The believers did.

However, with the successful invasion of the kingdom of the three gods, a terrible backlash ensued.

The believers wailed in pain, their eyes, ears, mouths and noses slowly bleeding, and their bodies began to twist as they became more and more insane.

Their necks twist strangely 180 degrees, and the joints of their limbs have become anti-joints - they are quickly becoming [Heartbreakers]!

This is just the beginning, and the church of the four gods that was once full of art in the city of art now has layers of fleshy folds on the outer walls.

Inside the tower, when the eerie black smoke fills the tower, every inch of the exquisite, glorious, solemn church is now crawling with scarlet blood vessels and black musculature.

That's right!

These sacred places have become terrifying [lairs] in such a short period of time!

In fact, such a horrific scene took place in every church in the world that belonged to these four gods.

If no one suppresses and destroys these nests, in time they will become the cancer that will destroy these cities.

"No—"

These pictures stung Barbara's eyes deeply.

Tears flooded her gaze, and she hugged Mark almost instinctively, burying her head deep in Mark's chest.

In the Divine Realm, the giant claws turned into black smoke continued to wreak havoc, and after it had plagued the four divine kingdoms, it had already targeted Barbara's divine kingdom, but it quickly gave up.

Without it, it's already an empty shell

However, when the seemingly invincible black claws stabbed into it fiercely, it froze.

There are no gods, no divine powers, no angels, no divine servants, not even pavilions built with divine powers......

All the divine power was disposed of by Barbara in advance.

Or where can it be used as her own backup divine power, or it is a 'power bank' sent down by the angels, and no matter how bad it is, it can be used to bless the reincarnated divine servants.

There's nothing left anyway.

This is an egg shell without yolk and egg white.

Save stream: Dogs don't eat!

What makes Giant Claw a little annoyed is that the next music and literature kingdom is the same, and it has long been gone.

By this moment, Barbara had lost her vision of the kingdom of God.

When all the light curtains were dimmed, all she could do was pray.

It was then that Mark was somewhat surprised to discover that the Muse, the goddess of music, and the goddess of literature, Litchel, had sent an avatar at the same time.

"What's going on over there?" After the three girls asked in unison, they suddenly fell silent again.

Isn't that okay?

Barbara's ontology is here, and the other two ontologies are in the capital of art. At this time, there is chaos over there, but being able to send a clone to check on the situation of the good sisters means that their condition is not too bad.

Seeing each other's current situation, they were both happy and afraid.

If it weren't for Barbara's 'wise and martial' play with the golden cicada in advance, she would have planted it, and the other two would not have had a good time.

Or Barbara spoke first: "Does anyone know about Pei Ting's situation?" ”

The other two goddesses shook their heads a little dazedly.

The muse's face turned pale: "I have informed the gods of the Orthodox Church, but I don't know if they will be in time." ”

The gods of the Orthodox Church are not wary of each other, and in the divine realm, they divide each other's territories with divine power barriers, and use this to refuse each other's arbitrary entry.

The eight gods of art formed a small circle of their own, and they were supposed to help each other, plus they signed a very strict defensive alliance treaty with Gad, the god of protection.

At least for the past millennium, it has been fruitful.

Success is also an alliance, defeat is also an alliance.

They didn't think about what they would do if they couldn't even carry the enemy of Gad.

Well, that's the result!

"Look!" Litchel suddenly pointed with his hand.

There is no need to perceive, as long as you still have eyes, you can clearly see the abnormal changes in the lower zenith of the spirit world.

It's a bit like what Mark saw in the future, a kingdom of gods that crashed into the lower spiritual realm.

Consequentially, the results are very different, because what falls is not the same kingdom of God at all.

From a distance, the outer walls of this kingdom of God seem to be painted with a layer of surging oil paint, perhaps the light shield of this kingdom of God was once quite thick, but now it is as thin as a soap bubble, giving people a feeling of shattering at the touch of it.

With the help of the light curtain opened by Barbara on the spot, Mark and others can clearly see the outlines of the palaces and houses in the kingdom of God, as well as the road surface with a very painting style and a bit of heavy color.

Because of the spiritual power turbulence caused by the leakage of divine power, visually, the buildings inside seemed to tremble very strangely.

Mark immediately discovered that this was not a delusion.

Clusters of black fireworks rose up inside the kingdom of God, and the pavilions and pavilions built with divine power were burned into frames at a speed visible to the naked eye, showing a disgusting thick black.

In the raging flames, human figures could still be seen, and from time to time the screams of divine servants came from inside.

"No—" The most emotional Litchel burst into tears on the spot: "I have advised you, I have advised you!" Why are you so stupid! Dead or alive refuse to leave behind! ”

Muse and Barbara immediately set their sights on Mark.

Barbara shook Mark's arm vigorously and bit her lip: "Mark, we are not very close to Pei Ting, but we are both gods of art. Me, can I save her? ”

If it is a disaster in the divine realm, Mark is absolutely beyond the reach of the whip.

The kingdom of the goddess of painting fell to the lower level of the spiritual realm, and that is another matter.

Barbara's so-called 'I'll save it' is, to put it bluntly, begging Mark and the fellow behind him to help.

Not only her, but also Litchel cast a pleading gaze at the same time.

Mark was silent for three seconds and nodded, "I'll try my best." ”

The Caribbean made an emergency voyage.

The burly Minotaur will take a big step ahead, and in a few clicks the white cruise ship will be able to reach its limit speed of 33 knots.

Standing on the bow deck, feeling the jolt coming from under the boat, Mark had no bottom in his heart.

Save the god of painting?

At such times, saving one means confronting the other.

There is no doubt that this is a loss-making business.

But that's the price!

If he wants to take down Barbara and even the Muses and Litchel, it means stopping the ghosts who want to devour them.

Just as Mark's mood was going up and down, right in front of them, the kingdom of the god of painting exploded.

As gorgeous as fireworks, but as exaggerated as a mushroom.

The huge explosion tore through the sky of the lower spirit world, but what really shocked Mark was the collective silence of the three goddesses.

"Ahh Pei Ting is not in it!? ”