Chapter 261: Prepare to farm the dungeon
On the artifact, the golden eyelids drooped down, and only the faint light that flowed from between the eyes made people feel excited.
As soon as Mark got started, he received a system prompt:
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the (Eye of Agamotto Limited Edition)!] γ
[Note: This is a replica of the super-tier artifact used by Doctor Strange.] The host can enter the past of an existence that is closely connected to the host's soul for a sufficient price (Destiny Points......]
Legend has it that the original Eye of Agomoto is one of the ultimate mystical magic weapons of the Supreme Mage, capable of seeing through many illusions, cracking dark magic, and even observing the past and future.
In the [Doctor Strange] movie, Doctor Strange trapped the ruler of the dark dimension and the super villain Dormammu in the cycle of time, and kept saying "I'm here to negotiate conditions", forcing away the super awesome dark king.
Seeing the explanation, and then looking at the broken soul in his destiny horizon, Mark suddenly understood.
For some reason, no one, or the goddess around him, is the soul of any guy intact. Their souls are like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle scattered in the infinite darkness. Although Mark didn't know what would happen if he collected all the pieces and put together a complete soul.
Obviously, if you have a broken soul, don't expect to take any girl with you.
Mark looked up and looked at his fellow countryman, "How many times can I use this thing?" β
Mei Mumu smiled evilly: "It depends on your patience. β
What he said: It's not that I don't give you strength, I don't give you face, the key is how long can you survive?
Markon recalled that he had received a thousand soul fragments in one go, and his strength had greatly increased. According to Barbara, the best one of them was just a few hundred pieces.
If there are really 3,000 dance goddesses Barbara with different ideas in the 3,000 parallel worlds, and he really looks for them one by one, and people may not be willing to follow him, then it is really poisonous......
I don't know what to do, this time, the dancing goddess who has been picking up and charming is suddenly a little unfragrant.
suddenly met Mark's resentful little eyes, not to mention that Barbara was really a little panicked, and the three muses next to him were also panicked.
"Mark, you promised me ......," Barbara, realizing something, retorted quietly.
Interestingly, the group of unscrupulous god kings in the sky began to coax.
γYo!γ Little brother, whatever you have made, you have to finish it with tears. γ
[We see that you are a ruthless person, so we treat you as a brother, don't give up halfway, let us look down on you. γ
[That's it!] γ
Mark bared his teeth: "Got it, got it!" I'm not going to slap myself in the mouth what I've said. However, you have to add money! β
Mark uttered the code.
Add money? What adds money?
The muse was confused on three sides.
Only Barbara's face turned red in an instant: "Plus...... Add to add ......"
Not now, though.
At this time, this huge fleet has countless troubles for Mark to coordinate.
For example, a whole bunch of children of the forest are seasick. Human seasickness is as uncomfortable as possible, and those guys have a chance to die.
The old tree god and the goddess of the lake don't talk about it, but at this point, every son of the forest who survives is a baby pimple.
Death was enough to make them both heartbroken for a long time.
It took Mark a week to get the Sons of the Forest to Boliva Island.
For the endless demons that have arisen on the island, the Polivars have long been like frightened birds, and they cannot live in fear. Suddenly knowing that it was the Children of the Forest who was guaranteed by Rosalyn to take over the defense of the place, the locals naturally cheered.
Then, the local nobles racked their brains to stuff more of their children into Mark's ship.
This time, Mark didn't accept it, and instead allowed the old dryad to leave behind more than a hundred relatively weak or injured treemen on Boliva Island.
Seeing those tree people that Mark had deliberately left behind, the former goddess Angelina was thoughtful......
The remaining elite treants were pulled to the port of San Marino by the fleet a week later.
Before the Caribbean docked, the port was already boiling.
"Oooo
"Welcome back! His Excellency Mark Destiniβ"
"You are our hero!"
On the wharf, there were thousands of empty alleys, and countless citizens crowded to the wharf, and even ran to the pier waving various streamers and hats taken off.
"Huh? What's wrong? Mark was curious.
"Nothing, just a little rubbish." Vivien rolled over deftly and jumped lightly to Mark's side. Although she posed with her hands on her chest and tilted her head over, there was a sentence inside and out - praise me! Praise me!
"Oh? Is it my Vivian who has killed all sides? β
At this time, Bishop Albert was on a transport boat and got on board quickly. He smiled and complimented, "Miss Carlos has killed a Miscellaneous Demon General. β
Albert explained what had happened in a few words.
Since Mark left with the fleet, the security of the entire continent has deteriorated. The Rite Empire was short of troops, so it could only shrink its main combat power to the vicinity of the imperial city. This would be tantamount to abandoning other territories.
The nobles of each territory either had to abandon their family business and ran to the imperial capital to seek refuge. Either you will do everything you can to protect yourself.
Self-preservation without the support of strong force is just a joke.
During Mark's absence, the capital of the neighbouring province of Ponler was breached by demons, and several important cities in the province were destroyed, with conservative estimates of more than a million civilians killed or wounded.
Where there is contrast, there is harm.
San Marino benefited from the presence of the Knights of the House of Destini and the presence of two former inquisitors in the town. An army of demons that did not have long eyes was completely defeated. Instead, it triggered an influx of refugees.
It's just that the vast majority of refugees don't come to the port of San Marino and become bait for evil spirits on the way.
As a result, the port people loved Mark even more.
The local nobles even tried to see if Mark would like to become king or something.
To those nobles, Mark scoffed.
On the contrary, Vivien was a little proud to throw back the [Miscellaneous Demon General] Blood Moon card he had borrowed from her.
"Humph! I also had it this time. Vivien shook the card in her hand.
It was a demon general card that looked a bit like a sheep's head.
Mark squinted his eyes and found that the system explained that it was a command-type demon general.
It dawned on him why Vivien had succeeded.
Her assassination-style decapitation style is exactly the nemesis of this kind of intelligent demon!
As if seeing Mark's doubts, Vivien hurriedly argued: "I'm not reckless, it was Conrad who launched the Heroic Army, and the other party's front line was pressed, so I finally pushed it." β
"Well, I'm worried about whether you have any injuries, I'm going to get a good check to see if you have new scars."
"I said no."
"This, how do I know without checking?" Someone smirked.