In the huge opera house, it is in a state of chartering.

Marianne and Yolanda, two noble ladies who are devotees of the goddess of music, plus the priestess Yin Lian, are bowing their heads and playing a song that has just been practiced.

On the empty stage, Barbara, the goddess of dance who is in charge of solo dance, is violently dancing a dance that should be from a foreign country (world).

Mark, as the only audience member in the audience, was watching it with relish, thinking: Sure enough, it is the most correct choice to let Barbara, a big wave of *** gods, dance Korean dance.

Very suddenly, Yin Lian's body and appearance seemed to suddenly use a beauty camera, the whole person first showed an ecstatic expression, and then the facial lines and body turned into the appearance of a muse in a few seconds, and even the clothes became a long skirt in the shape of a treble clef, the only difference was that the color was changed to gold.

The most amazing thing is that even in the process of adventing, the part of the song that she (she) is responsible for is unexpectedly continuous, perfectly and smoothly.

Should I say, is she worthy of being the goddess of music?

When the muse arrives, Mark doesn't stop the music, but instead has the same conversation as before.

The muse came, and it represented her choice.

Barbara in the middle of the stage immediately had a smile on her face that could not be concealed.

The muses in the parallel world always choose to fall directly, which makes Barbara sad and a little lonely. What made her even more unbearable was that the soul fragments from the parallel world also brought her a lot of rumors, saying that she was willing to fall or something.

In the Overworld, if the Muse was with her, it would be different. Good sister, even if you really want to pit, it's a pit together.

Now it seems that Mark may not be a pit!

With the beat of the music, her solo dance immediately became more enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the unconcealable sexiness made the muse a little red-faced.

A dance.

"Marianne, Yolanda, you stay out of the way, I have something to discuss with the Muse."

"Hmm." The two girls left obediently.

Mark sat there and saw Barbara enthusiastically go up and take the muse by the hand, dragging the muse through the last few steps to Mark.

The Muse could barely meet Mark's gaze, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Mark was calm.

The meat that reaches the mouth can't fly.

"Muse, Barbara must have told you what a nomination is."

The muse was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.

"I won't promise anything until I'm sure you're really of the same mind."

"What do you want me to do?"

Mark smiled and passed an image of his mind to the muse through the soul circuit.

The Muse was taken aback on the spot: "This ...... That's a bit blasphemous."

"What if those two fall before we do it?"

"This ......," the muse had nothing to say.

Mark's statement was very [neutral].

What is ownerless, the capable dwells in it.

Whether it's her or Barbara, they in the other world will either fall at this point in time, or they will become pawns who can't get on the stage.

What they were even more surprised was that Mark still had the ability to receive soul fragments at a later point in time, which meant that Mark in different parallel worlds had killed all the way to the middle and late stages of the Divine War. It's just that Mark is so strong, why would other Mark's soul fragments be willing to serve Mark in the main world, and not bring Mark the slightest bit of soul conflict or soul erosion?

This doesn't make sense!

Uh, it's one thing to be unreasonable, Mark is strong enough, the backstage is hard enough, that's another thing.

Mark was already the best they could turn to.

Mark sat on the throne, his left hand on his cheek, and there was a little playfulness in his eyes: "How's it going? Do you want to do it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Barbara leaned over, snuggled up in Mark's arms, and at the same time gave the muse a crazy look to get her to agree.

Good sister, if you miss the ship, you won't have a ship

Tickets!

As soon as the Muse opened her mouth, she wanted to agree, but she made a request that surprised Mark a little: "I wonder if Mark can hold two more goddesses in your promised ark?"

Mark smiled and put his left hand around the bouncy little waist of the dancing goddess, "I remember asking Barbara to pass the word, my boat is quite big."

Almost as his words fell, the doppelganger projections of the two gods appeared on the stage.

It was a glasses lady litchel dressed as a literary girl, and a delicate goddess Pei Ting, who felt a little sickly.

Pei Ting didn't have a word, she didn't have much negotiating capital because her soul was injured, so she said, "Please."

Instead, Litchel pushed his thick black-rimmed glasses: "I've recently had an inspiration to write a heroic biography about Mark. But most of all the heroes, the protagonist most likely has a majestic artifact. I wonder what artifact you're going to use as your primary weapon?"

It's a flattery, but it's also a test.

Want to see what else Mark has to offer!

If not, their choice will not change, but most of them will have more eyes.

In fact, at this moment, Mark already knew what his real name weapon was, it was a [long sword] lying quietly in the long river of fate, for some reason, the style was the same as that of a certain Claude.

However, the current state of this [sword] is obviously incomplete, most of it is transparent, and only one-third of it shows a metallic luster.

So, Mark's choice is......

On the right hand, the bottom of the Caribbean seems to be empty, and countless bodies of water come up like octopus tentacles, they are entangled with each other, and finally twisted into a single one.

As the azure waters bloomed and disappeared into the void, a strange trident appeared in Mark's hand.

This time, it's no longer a replica of an artifact, it's a real artifact.

【Lost Trident】!

Legend has it that it is the symbol of the king of the Lost Kingdom, one of the seven kingdoms of Atlantis, the underwater empire of Earth, and an out-and-out low-level artifact.

I don't know why it fell into the hands of Wang Hao.

When Mark asked who could borrow an artifact to defend himself, this thing was like [V Me 50], and Wang Hao usually threw this thing across the space to Mark.

Wang Hao's original words were: "You owe me a favor, and you will return it to me after you find your artifact, but the price is that you have to work for me once after you come out."

That's the price of borrowing a low-level artifact.

Mark smiled, "I'll make a cameo appearance as [Aquaman] for the time being."

The four goddesses were in awe!

If the three goddesses were a little hesitant before they came, but now after feeling the fluctuations of the divine power of this authentic artifact, they are no longer confused.

The outrageously powerful gods really spared no effort to support Mark.

Mark is really a thigh!