The muse could clearly feel that Barbara's sea of consciousness was a little unstable, and coincidentally, the muse was also a little unstable.

When the muse contacted the goddess of dance, he piggybacked on the other two goddesses, and at this sensitive moment, the transmission of words was quite a deadly operation.

In line with the principle of fairness and openness, the three divine senses were connected together, who knows, Barbara was obviously frightened, and she immediately controlled her divine consciousness, revealing only one avatar.

On the surface, it is a divine exchange between good sisters, but the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

The muse said, "Are you okay over there? I've received a lot of reports of attacks from all over the world."

"Well, it's okay. Mark beats ...... Samiki ...... What. No one is ...... now Come here...... Trouble us." Barbara replied while continuing to do soft gymnastics, panting.

The Muse's eyebrows twitched slightly, "This, it's a little inconvenient now, isn't it?"

"It's a little ......" Barbara didn't finish when suddenly there was a crisp "pop" from behind her, and she quickly changed her words, "Uh, it's not a big deal."

「……」

"What's the ...... Want to ask?"

The muse felt as if there were four eyes behind her, and she asked tactfully, "Atiras is ruined now. I don't have a place to listen to opera, so I don't know where the Caribbean is...... Isn't it convenient?"

This time, Barbara's answer was dry: "Mark said his ship was quite big. And he's been building a fleet lately."

The muse's face stiffened slightly, "I see, please take care of yourself here."

Cutting off the communication of consciousness, the muse rubbed her eyebrows, and she looked around, dumbfounded. Unconsciously, a large number of inverted [16th notes] representing short trebles were jumping around her.

She looked at the two of them with her unbroken sense.

Cough!

Pei Ting hid in an oil painting of a human body, and silently added a few rainbows.

And Litchel picked up a book to cover half of his face and pretended to be reading.

The muse made a decision: I can't be the only one who dies socially.

"Pei Ting, how did you become a sketching model? Litchel, the book is reversed!"

"Ahh Two neat screams.

The divine consciousness circuit of the three goddesses was filled with embarrassment.

The eldest muse spoke, "You have your own ideas, I understand. But we don't have any chips, and we don't have much time. Did you hear the offer over there?"

"Hmm."

"Yes."

The two goddesses bowed their heads and promised.

The Muse continued, "We theoretically have time before the next god falls. But ahead of that, I have an 89% adaptation rate for the Divine Scroller on the Caribbean."

Muse has been very honest.

The large number of divine scrolls available for advent is an advantage. This means that as long as the muse is not intercepted, she can give up her body in the art capital in an instant and parachute directly to Mark's side.

On the other hand, Pei Ting was miserable, she was almost unprepared for the accident.

Anyway, Letchel and the others had some communication and affection with Mark before, but she really didn't have anything. If the two of them really got on the boat, she didn't have the cheekiness to rub the ferry ticket, and when it happened again, don't blame the art sisters for not pulling her.

Pei Ting was in a serious tangle.

In fact, they have far less time than they think.

Beginning that night, hundreds of demons popped out of the towns and cities of the Rite Empire, completely to the point of killing people on sight.

This was not an enemy that the local garrison could deal with, and soon the local nobles gave up defending their territory and chose to let the remaining forces protect them and their families, leaving as soon as possible and heading to the capital of the empire.

Some people thought that the demons that came out this time would soon be crushed to death by the Orthodox Church. They couldn't be more wrong.

When the four gods of art were forcibly fallen

Backward, their churches quickly became nests. When the Cult of the Twin Goddesses destroyed these lairs with an elite force of Extraordinary Ones, the letters of command fell like snowflakes.

One by one, the wording became more and more harsh.

"Convey the episcopal decree of Archbishop Rodríguez - all members of the Church and their relatives to assemble and evacuate by 1 p.m. today, targeting the city of San Ledon. Whoever violates the command shall be excommunicated!"

"Remember! Only the whole family of believers in the Twin Goddesses will be blessed by the Knights of the Cathar."

The churches of Light and Night throughout the Rite Empire received orders for a major evacuation.

Instead of blindly evacuating to St. Rite's City, it is necessary to find the five largest cities in the major regions of the empire as a fulcrum to assemble, improve the defense capability of the church, and expand the garrison area.

When the notoriously jealous Cult of the Twin Gods began to shrink their defenses, no longer sending night watchmen, punishers, and inquisitors to the towns and villages below to purge the demons, the situation could be seen shattering.

"What about the Knights of the Cathar?"

"What about the Knights?"

"What about the Valhalla?"

"For thousands of years, he was full of evil spirits, and he ran away immediately when disaster came?"

"Is this the goddess of light who gives light to the world? Bah! It's funny!"

I don't know how many Gemini believers in towns and villages angrily scolded the twin goddesses for saving them if they didn't come, and they converted in anger.

After the world is caught in a state of demonic turmoil, believers instinctively rush to the churches of their respective churches to ask for the protection of their gods.

The pressures on Judgment Day are very different for different gods. As a result, the propaganda of the major churches is very different.

In the wheel ***, the style of painting is like this.

One by one, the gods stood on a high place and raised their arms and shouted.

"Reincarnation! Another reincarnation! It doesn't matter if you succeed or fail for a while, what matters is that you and your family can survive this destruction by joining the reincarnation!"

At this time, the territory of the wheel *** can be described as unexpectedly stable, which is in stark contrast to the endless bad things on the side of the twin goddesses, as well as the bad conditions that bloom everywhere.

Some fantastic rumors have come out.

The most widely spread is that the God of Reincarnation has made an evil deal with the Seven Great Sin Demon Kings and the Four Apocalyptic Demon Gods, in exchange for peace in the sphere of influence in exchange for the sacrifice of the earth.

For the common people, which god is not believed?

Not to mention shallow believers, even some originally more devout believers have also seen a wave of conversion after not being blessed by their own churches.

They began to pour into the territory of the shipwrew, crying and shouting for refuge.

Right! Only survival is the most important thing.

I don't want to become a demon's snack or become a demon, even if I want to be a slave in the car.

It was in this context that the Caribbean once again welcomed the goddess of music.

"You're here?"

"I'm coming."