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If Mark wants to answer, it will be enough to pass Albert in front of him.

Mark didn't answer, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking through the glass, out of the harbor.

There, a battle of no small scale was going on.

Hundreds of eyeless demons attempted to enter the port of San Marino, only to set foot five kilometers from the port city's walls before the War Monument was triggered.

Now, the [Knights of Boliva Reincarnation] led by Barak is stopping these demons.

The exaggerated elemental mystics set the bodies of many demons on fire, causing them to stagger across the open field like moving torches.

It's a battle with little suspense.

On the floor-to-ceiling glass, Mark's face was reflected illuminated by the cold flames.

He was well aware that an invisible hand reached out and ignited the flames of destruction in this world with his own hands. This fire won't stop until enough existence is destroyed.

No wonder Samsara has such a market, because it is a millennium cycle that destroys the world again and again.

No race, no existence......

It was as if he could see that between the charred corpses and the annihilated souls, the mysterious being who controlled the destruction was smiling wildly.

Mark shook his head, he could see the undisguised disappointment in Albert's eyes.

"Uncle Albert, the twin goddesses have been blinded by the desperate situation before them. In fact, even if they were given ten times more troops, they would not be able to save the situation in front of them. ”

"This ...... How so? ”

Mark made his inference: "It's a game made by a bunch of old foxes working together. Although I don't know the whole truth, I can probably guess that to achieve a certain goal, it will take a sacrifice of a number of gods every thousand years, as well as a large number of souls. ”

Hearing this, Albert's eyes widened: "The twin goddesses are on this list of sacrifices?" ”

"Nope! To be precise, they were already on the altar. Have you ever seen an offering on the altar and still be able to jump out on its own? ”

Hearing this, Albert almost stopped breathing, and after a while, he asked in a trembling voice, "Is there a way to ......?"

"Muse." Mark snapped his fingers handsomely.

The flirtatious voice felt like calling for his own maid rather than a goddess on high.

When Albert heard this, he almost doubted his ears, and a second later, the pious Bishop of Light began to doubt his own eyes.

In the living room, a string of stave notes appeared out of thin air, and as a large treble clef flashed, the slender muse jumped out of space.

When the long fiery red shawl hair flew in the air, Albert still sighed at the beauty of the goddess, even if the faction was different.

Just as the bishop subconsciously stroked his chest and saluted, Mark very naturally pulled the goddess into his arms with a sharp hand.

In Albert's view, this is undoubtedly a blasphemy.

Who knew that the muse was stunned for a moment, a burst of crimson rose on her face, she didn't refuse, she was hugged by Mark in front of Albert, and her slender waist was also hugged.

Yes! The goddess herself agrees! That's fine, it's not blasphemy.

While Albert meditated on his sins, he also felt the boldness of this Destini junior.

This is a goddess!

"Uncle Albert, I'm not showing off that I've conquered the goddess."

Muse and Albert rolled their eyes at the same time: No! You are......

"I asked the muse to come out to tell you something else. Try the name of the god who calls on the muses now. ”

After Mark finished speaking, Albert blinked, but did so.

"The great master of music, the recorder and disseminator of all music in the world......" actually called for this, and Albert already felt that something was wrong.

Theoretically, any god in the world who praises a god must be perceived by that god. In fact, there is a premise here, the more powerful the extraordinary person who speaks the name of the god, the stronger the sense of the god will be.

That's why fanatics, or bishops with strong spiritual powers, pray more easily to get the response of the gods.

Albert's strength is also first-class in many churches, second only to Mark's grandfather's super-first-class. It stands to reason that his call should have entered the soul passage peculiar to the god.

Albert, however, felt nothing but nothingness.

No! More precisely, this communication loop to the goddess of music simply disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The Muse endured someone's downward sliding claws, and said to Albert in a serious manner, "Mark has used a certain method to remove the [god names] of our four art goddesses from this world. Now we are still theoretically gods, but we should be regarded as "outer gods". ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Albert's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, wait a minute, I'll take a look. This, if you give up the [Divine Name] of this world, it is equivalent to removing the name from the Divine Realm, and at the same time, giving up the [Divine Position] means that the Divine Spirit cannot receive the replenishment of divine power, uh, spiritual power from the believers. This is not what it should ......"

"Should I be downgraded, fall to Sequence 2, and become a demigod?" The Muse picked up his words, but shook his head with a smile: "Mark has found a place for us to supply divine power. ”

The muse didn't go any further.

This is top secret: Mark has outrageously found them a distant planet that spans an unknown number of universes, and on that planet called Azeroth, the art-loving humans there believe in the four of them.

She didn't even know if they were real humans. She only knew that her divine rank was secure.

The power of faith over there is intermittent, better than nothing, which allows their angels to be better preserved, daring to exert their power at non-critical times, and no longer be tied.

In a sense, the current Mark is obviously not a god, but he is doing something similar to a god king.

That's what they don't understand.

They were puzzled, but Albert understood even more that it could not, because it subverted the world's theory of gods. His mouth opened and closed slightly, but it was a pity to see that the eldest young master of the Destini family did not mean to explain further. He had no choice but to settle for the next best.

"In case, the twin goddesses are really defeated......"

Mark smacked his muse evilly, turned to Albert and said, "For the sake of our good relationship, it's really to that point, if I have the ability, I don't mind pulling them." However, the ticket is not negotiable! ”

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

Albert struggled to control his expression and keep himself from grinning.