Offending an authentic evil god, before putting it away, Mark is estimated to be so scared that he won't sleep well.

Now......

There are gains and losses.

To save something, you have to sacrifice something.

Mark can only sacrifice his own rituals.

Samikina, who will die if you don't die?

It's just that at the moment of doing this, Mark looked up and continued to look up, and found two familiar existences a little 'unexpectedly and reasonably'.

She is bright and holy, and her golden splendor shines for thousands of miles, like the most flawless and undesecrated existence in the world.

She is mysterious and deep, and the black mist is silent, like the most mysterious and unfathomable existence in the world.

Twin goddesses!

This pair of goddesses, who are famous in the world and no one can bypass them, are silently enshrined on the core altar.

The white jade-colored gold-bordered altar is eight meters long and wide, projecting a trapezoidal cage upwards. And the phantoms of the two goddesses floated in this mysterious space inside, snuggling up to each other.

Mark couldn't fully see their faces through the light on them, and just to see the slender and sacred figure, he had to admit that his collecting addiction had flinched.

Soon, however, Mark pressed his thoughts.

That's not something he can do now.

Obviously, the god of reincarnation, or some hidden and powerful being, has written a grand script set in the divine realm. Before he had the strength to topple the table, all he could do was sneakily replace the sacrifices on the altar, and it had to be only high.

Not to mention saving the twin goddesses, he doesn't know if these two goddesses have the idea of selling their bodies.

Mark is the kind of master who doesn't see a rabbit and doesn't scatter an eagle, and he really can't do it if he takes a big risk to be a licking dog.

He raised his left hand, and what emerged from the palm of his hand was the phantom of the four goddesses of art. It was their soul division, and only by mastering this important soul division could it be possible to truly strip them from this damn weird world.

He didn't know if it was a big success, at least, it was a pretty big improvement.

With a breath of turbidity, Mark retreated and turned his gaze to the spikes placed in the six-pointed star orientation on the edge of the lower altar.

These spikes are peculiar, and when viewed from afar, they resemble long needles with a small metal bead tied to it. If you look at it realistically, it's like a stabbing sword in the fencing competition of the Earth Olympics.

The biggest difference is that both ends of the spikes are extremely sharp, and every inch of the spike is densely packed with fine barbs about 1cm long.

If you want to pick it up, you can't do it.

Thankfully, that's not a problem.

The strange rings that Mark had gained from destroying the row of ring-shaped houses before he came in resonated. In its own way, it urged Mark to hurry up and pick up the rest of its parts.

The ring is the total controller.

As soon as his mind moved, the six spikes immediately reacted. They trembled slightly, trying to break free from the earth's restraints and fly into the air.

They failed.

The system prompt pops up at this time: [Please inject the spiritual power of the six attributes of earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness into the host at the same time!] The synchronization rate difficulty factor is 20! 】

The difficulty was so high that Mark's scalp tingled.

Need one person to play six attributes at the same time? Or is it absolutely in sync!?

Mark suddenly understood why the people of the Samsara Sect dared to leave this thing here.

It's not something that ordinary extraordinaries can touch.

Fortunately, it didn't bother him!

"Please! Special six me! At Mark's order, six Mark clones from different parallel worlds and majoring in different attributes immediately appeared in all corners of the six-pointed star.

Either smiling, serious, or calm, they raised their weapons in unison.

It is from the same person that they have a synchronization rate that no one else can surpass.

"One, two, three!"

Inconsistent actions lead to consistent results.

When the light of six powerful spiritual powers bloomed simultaneously in this dark space.

The six spikes were finally freed.

When the six excited minds sent a soul signal to Mark at the same time, he almost thought that he had released six grandchildren.

Fortunately! They have only a superficial sense of self, presumably, about the same as a one-year-old border herd.

After some heart-to-heart exchange, the six spikes turned into streamers and merged into Mark's soul world.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the magic weapon (God Destroying Thorn)!] 】

[Divine Exterminator: The host can store obsessions of different attributes into it, and once it pierces the god's body, it will impact with a chaotic spirit, interfering with and even destroying the god's power core to the greatest extent. 】

Sometimes, the shorter the note introduction, the more powerful it is.

Mark didn't know that there was such a thing for the gods in this mysterious altar for Mao. As soon as he thought that even the gods here could be sacrificed as sacrifices, it would not be surprising that there was such a thing that defied the sky.

Maybe if he takes out the [God Slayer], all the other gods will look at him unpleasantly.

But if he doesn't take it, that is, he leaves this thing to the god of reincarnation, and he can fall asleep?

It's hairy!

Taking away the [God Slayer Thorn], Mark looked around the main hall, and what he saw was just an ordinary huge hall, and when he used the Destiny Horizon, he would find out what kind of building was this in the physical sense? The surrounding area is full of strange spaces that are constantly collapsing and opening.

This is the end of the fate of the gods of this world, and it can also be the starting point of the birth of new gods.

Without the protection of the fate dice, it is estimated that Mark will explode his eyes, brain, and spirit when he looks at it twice.

Mark felt a little dizzy, a sign of a massive loss of mental energy.

"What an incredible place! It seems that today can only end there. ”

Mark looked at the [Eye of Agomoto] that he had tied to his chest with a rope as a pendant, and by his induction with this artifact replica, he knew that this ridiculously powerful artifact replica had been thoroughly memorized. Even if someone moved this mysterious space with earth-shattering power, he still had a way to break through the barrier of time and space and find it again.

"Let's go."

Mark's doppelganger turned and left, disappearing into space.

He didn't know that his departure made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until the fog of fate lifted that the Reincarnation Cult sent its first daredevil, a bitter chief priest, to secretly spy on the situation here.

He sat cross-legged, with his eight fingers crossed, and only the fingers of the two index fingers of his left and right hands were pointed, forming a shape similar to an arch, on which hung the sacred object of the god of reincarnation, the Eye of Reincarnation. His gray robe was full of runes to prevent spiritual erosion. And in the 360-degree space around him, there are many [Reincarnation Eyes] staring at his every move.