The spiritual realm is a very huge space, and if I have to describe it, it is at least an order of magnitude compared to the space of the earth.

The spiritual world is so vast, and there are phenomena such as multi-space matryoshka dolls, which leads to the fact that in the absence of coordinates, it is extremely difficult to find a hidden street god.

The chaotic winds of the spirit world blow all year round.

No one knew that this pile of rubble, so remote that even demons disdained it, in a very inconspicuous-looking remnant of a spirit stone, actually hid a portal.

Mark's doppelganger flashed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He slowly raised his hand, and the stone in front of him, which was not much larger than a light tank, suddenly opened up with an icy chill.

In the blink of an eye, a little cold turned into a polar storm, wantonly spraying towards the ill-intentioned attackers.

Unfortunately, it didn't work, a clone of Mark wielding a flaming hammer appeared, and with his violent power like a volcanic eruption, he easily suppressed the resistance of the protective circle.

A large stream of ice vapor was evaporated by the high temperature of more than 10,000 degrees Celsius, turning into a small amount of steam, which dissipated without a trace with the turbid wind of the spirit world.

Mark walked into this small world proudly, and was not surprised to be attacked by several angels.

"Bold!" The angels pounced in rage, only to be met with overwhelming firepower—a variety of elemental brilliance that completely filled their horizons.

This kind of demigod-level power, even if they are usually in their heyday, they don't dare to take it hard, not to mention that at this time, together with their master, they are extremely weak?

The thunderball that hit the head was so huge that the blow covered almost half of the space. The twelve angels of Sequence 4 did not dare to take it hard, and hurriedly scattered, and the one behind them was unlucky.

Perhaps, in their imagination, although their goddess is injured, she is not so vulnerable.

They were wrong.

The ice and snow goddess clone behind him watched as the thunder light blasted into his protective circle connected by divine souls. As the circle broke, the divine power in her body seemed to be lost, and the ice goddess raised her head with difficulty, and looked around, the angelic guards who had lost her divine power supply fell down and stacked in front of her one after another, like corpses.

A weak angel beside the Ice Goddess shouted, "Maniac! Do you know what you are doing? Offending the Ice and Snow Goddess in front of you is not something that can be uncovered by asking for a sin!"

The corners of Mark's mouth raised: "Laugh to death!" If I hadn't controlled Anna, would you have found this? This is a good bluff, leaving all his core subordinates in the kingdom of God, and giving the most ruthless response to every provocateur in the past few hundred years. Well, this does disguise the fact that you are overly injured, and the entire Bill empire has been deceived by you. Unfortunately, at the last moment, they realized that they believed in a weak patron saint......

This Anna's doppelganger completely collapsed like five thunderbolts.

Her eyes were blank and she muttered to herself, "What, my's hidden plan has failed...... What's the point of hiding for thousands of years...... No! Impossible, I ......."

"Knowing that he couldn't survive the divine war, he dragged hundreds of millions of believers into the water. You're an unqualified Patronus!" Mark approached as he spoke, and his every word was like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the Ice and Snow Goddess.

Her whole body trembled, "But what else can I do? I don't have any allies to rely on."

"You can at least give in, or rather, teach your being what it means to face reality." Mark got closer and closer, and the tall figure completely covered the goddess, who was only more than one and a half meters tall and quite petite.

"No! I won't—" Before she could finish her roar, she gave Mark "Bidong" to the wall.

Well, it's not a wall winter in the traditional sense, it's just like escorting mortals. Her small face was pressed against the cold wall, her hands were torn behind her back, and a strange ring easily locked her arms.

"Despicable mortals! Do you think this will bring me to my knees? Counterattack goddess, does it make you so happy? Well, let's play boring games with you!"

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Ke bared her teeth, and sure enough, this goddess had the hardest mouth on her body.

He also does not contain a lake, so let's show the justice of what a 40-caliber field gun is!

One, ten, hundred, thousand......

Exploiting, Mark disregarded his exhaustion, launched his clone, and turned to the three thousand parallel worlds in a whirlwind.

More than a hundred doppelgangers operate in parallel, although it is a return to the past, a little out of mind in time and space, but in the eyes of others in the main world, it is only a matter of a second for Mark to open the eyes of this artifact.

No one except Mark knew what had happened to the Ice Goddess.

"I—" It was an outrageous exclamation.

The Ice Goddess's whole body was numb.

Every god in the Overworld has more or less had the trouble of having a split soul suddenly run back. If it weren't for the fact that the negative spirits contained in the split souls were too powerful (such as some that went crazy directly), they would instinctively choose to fuse them.

After all, each split soul is an individual with an independent will, and it is good to be willing to merge with the ontology, most of the time, the ontology cannot be picked.

To this end, each deity will set a certain standard, and the soul above the level will be infinitely welcome.

No, the Soul Split came suddenly.

Hatefully, just as Anna was trying to resist Mark's suppression, she was killed by the defeated souls of the Three Thousand Parallel Worlds.

Anna still wanted to muster up the arrogance in her heart and resist a little more, but unfortunately it was pointless.

One she was defeated, and more than two thousand she was the same.

Anna could feel her will to resist crumbling, as the countless Marks were rapidly killing her hope of rebellion.

In her soul world, there is such a terrifying picture: in her vision, more than 2,000 pictures containing her soul are playing the same story, the hateful Mark caught her hiding place, drove her and the few angels around her to run, but whether her soul is resisting or escaping, she will eventually be caught up and executed by 40 field guns!

She didn't know how Mark did it, and it was clear that she had been cut off from all the backs.

The most terrifying thing is that Rao is now suppressed, and Mark only glances at her meaningfully, and she knows what she will be treated through the memory of the distraction.

But she definitely doesn't want to lose face in front of her subordinates!

As a last resort!

She exclaimed, "Good! Mark Destini! Thou hast passed my test! I can't wait to see you so moved that you almost burst into tears. Tonight, I will go to your dinner in some gothic attire."

Anna, the goddess of ice and snow, is obviously a fish on the chopping board, and she is so arrogant, not to mention the gods on Mark's side, even the extraordinary have some anger in their hearts.

At this moment, Mark smiled and waved his hand, "Put her down." She is worthy of the gift of God."