Looking at Mark's fork, the four goddesses actually had a long-lost sense of heart.

That's excitement!

The sea fork is a real artifact that they can't touch in their lifetime!

Not only because Mark borrowed it so commonly, but also because he could play tricks!

Everyone knows that Mark is not a strong person in the water element system at all, he is a cameo at best. Needless to say, the power of this "cameo" comes from another in the parallel world, or some other mark.

However, it was such a power that did not belong to his own deity, and it became a part of his strength in perfect harmony.

Summing up what you see, you can faintly peek at how amazing he and the hidden strength behind him are!

This time, it was really without a false response, and the other three goddesses all performed a lady's curtsy in unison, which represented their ...... Submit to!

"When are we going to do that 'vote'?" The muse's voice is always the best, and when I speak, I still feel like a bird is singing.

Mark said, "Don't worry, if the fate I see is correct, you still have a week. In the meantime, gather your angels and believers to me. The Muses are treated in the same way as the followers of Barbara. As for Litchel and Petting, let's cut the number of people a little bit for the time being."

In the final analysis, the Caribbean is an armed cruise ship more than 180 meters long, with limited space, and it is impossible to let all cats and dogs get on board.

In addition to Barbara's more than 100 angels as personal guards, about 100 fanatics can go on the ship as waiters. Muse, as the goddess who first supported Mark's funds, enjoys the same treatment, and Barbara, who is a good sister, is of course okay.

Litchel joined relatively late, and finally helped a certain copyist sell a little, and returned a considerable amount of funds, and her treatment was two-thirds. And Pei Ting didn't do anything, only a third, in fact, even if she wanted to have more places, she was the worst among the four goddesses, and her family was almost emptied.

The fanatics and devout believers they couldn't arrange were all stuffed into the *** as an armed supply ship as a backup.

It's just that Mark still has two of the largest suites empty......

Even Barbara, the goddesses looked at Mark strangely.

There is only one bridge surrounded by heavy armor on the top floor, and the floor where Mark is located has long been refitted, not to mention that the exterior windows in the weekday suite are all floor-to-ceiling glass, and in wartime, the half-meter-thick, mystically treated bulletproof deck can be lowered. All of this is naturally due to the Cult of the Machine God.

The superstructure above deck of the Caribbean is this structure, with the highest being the bridge and seven large suites below. Now that a goddess is moving in, Marianne and they don't want to come up to live on this floor, saying that the muse is the goddess they believe in, blaspheming the goddess, this kind of, Mark can do it, they absolutely can't, they have to stay on the next floor.

It's a little bit of a psychological burden on Mark.

At night, when Barbara heard this, her eyes were a little sad.

"Humph! You know it's blasphemy! You're not going to bow down to me?"

Mark was speechless: "No, Goddess, you are tied up with a red rope like a king, and your speech is very unconvincing!"

"Woo woo, if the muse knows, I won't live!" The goddess buried her head in the pillow of the sofa in grief and indignation, but thinking that she was not the only one who was pouted soon after, she suddenly felt much more balanced.

Here, the four goddesses of art have issued oracles to their own bishops around the world, almost in descending order.

"Together with XXX and other goddesses, I am now under the protection of His Excellency Mark Destini in San Marino, the northern port of the Empire of Lat, who has assembled a large and extraordinary fleet that has repelled the evil god Samikina, who had plagued the capital of art the day before. If you want to find a place of peace in the midst of these troubled times, then bring the believers to San Marino."

The oracle of the goddess is actually very straightforward: I can't keep my followers, but I have found a new dock, and he has the ability to protect everyone.

Seriously, the oracle has been very embarrassed when it comes to this

It's a share.

The bishops looked at each other, and when they received the oracle, they immediately summoned their cronies to discuss the matter.

Obviously in different places, these bishops unexpectedly came to the same conclusion - although they knew that their goddess's combat power in the divine realm was about 5, in order to maintain the sanctity of their goddess, they modeled the goddess's situation in the streets and preached it to the believers instead.

"Our most revered goddess, XXXX, has established the great Northern Alliance in the north of the Rite Empire. Joined by Mark Destini, the great hero who defeated the evil god Samikina. O devout XX believers! If you want to get safe shelter, please get on our church ship and go to the port of San Marino."

"In the port of San Marino, there is the Caribbean, the safest and most artistic armed cruise ship in the world. It has the world's best opera house (large library, painting gallery) ......

Listen up! Hear what these art department gods have to say?

Their own goddesses all confessed and made it clear that they were the "sisters" under the fence. However, in order to maintain the dignity of the goddess or maintain their power, the following gods risked divine punishment one by one, and "artistically" proclaimed the condition of the north. The art believers who had no hope were aroused one by one.

"Ahhh My goddess, you have not abandoned your followers—"

I don't know how many believers bowed down to the north, and even the number of devout believers increased dramatically, alarming the four goddesses.

They were also anxious, after all, there were so many positions that Mark promised, where did they arrange so many believers?

I had to issue a new oracle overnight - I don't have that many places here, and most of the believers can only be waiters and logistics when they come!

The art gods around the world first shrank their necks in fright, and then played with flowers.

"The Goddess bless you, that is the mercy of the Goddess! If you want to enter the glorious temple of art, you must stand out in the art competition! Guys who don't have artistic skills are only worthy of being a waiter or wiping dishes, mixing a few pieces of black bread every day."

The selection of believers through art festivals has been a practice for thousands of years.

Rather than being surprised, the art believers took it for granted, and became more religious. Even though they are like sardines in canned sardines, hundreds of people are crammed into a small warehouse, and there are still many believers who are lying on wooden boxes or writing hard against the empty iron bulkheads, praying for good results in the next art competition, and then winning the favor of the goddess.