Chapter 272 Stealing the Phoenix and Replacing the Demon

A man in gray robe was a little unwilling: "We didn't even know the general identity of the intruder. We didn't even know whether the other party belonged to the external god. And where, it was so important!"

"Give up! Since it involves this level of existence, it is not something we can deal with. Report it and leave it to the omnipotent God of Reincarnation to judge."

"Yes..." The man in gray robe pressed his unwillingness.

Mark quickly tried to contact his fellow villager, and he succeeded.

[Brother Meimumu, thank you.]

[It's okay, when I lend you something, I took into account the possible counter-response of the other party. Unless the other party's level is far higher than me, they will most likely find a space cut by me, belonging to a subordinate of the Eye Demon, and find a pure collection of resentment. I'm honest, even I don't want to deal with that bastard.]

【Is this OK?】

【fine.】

Damn! I originally thought that the disaster I played myself was ridiculous enough.

The old man is the real old coin, he is playing the plus version of the fushuidongyin!

When Mark was still embarrassed, he was surprised to find that all the glass mirrors in front of him burst into pieces.

"Ping Ping Pong!"

An unusually crisp sound.

The exploded space lobes dissolved on their own in the air. This means that the Irving Sect completely gave up monitoring here.

“Huh?”

Mark was stunned when the glass prism in the middle of the hall disappeared and revealed its true face.

It took him a lot of effort to barely see what was floating in the middle of the hall.

It was a large cluster of things that resemble human internal organs.

It's like a large cluster of things like internal organs left after a human being was removed from skin, bones, flesh and nerves.

However, every ball of high-purity divine power transmitted from childhood to adulthood told Mark that this was not a real internal organ, but a certain energy supply system.

The system also recognized Mark's judgment and gave the label: [XXXX Altar in XXX World]!

"An altar that maintains the functioning of the world by offering sacrifices to certain beings?"

After the next breath, Mark's face became embarrassing, and he suddenly realized what the offering was.

On the cubic black jade altars, lifelike figures stood.

If it were said that the Muse on the lower altar was still short and Mark was not very familiar with him, he would be too familiar with Barbara next to the Muse.

The various details on Barbara's body that are not enough to tell outsiders can not be understood by the image of God or the peeking.

There is no doubt that this belongs to her unrecycled core clone.

Even she herself didn't know about this existence.

Mark held his forehead and said to himself in his heart: Sure enough, there are many secrets I don’t know in this strange world.

If she does nothing, she will be subject to Reincarnation.

Mark couldn't leave this huge flaw.

He was about to do something when the system prompted him: [Will the host inject god-level fate points to modify the target god on the altar?]

【yes!】

【Why, why do the host want to replace it?】

[If you don’t replace it, can’t you just withdraw the goddess Barbara?]

[The possibility of the world's energy supply system crashing is detected. Is the host willing to take this risk?]

mark:????

This world actually needs to be maintained by offering sacrifices to the gods? Why is the mortal god for the so-called promotion? While enjoying the admiration of the people for thousands of years, he is also a large consumable without knowingly!?

Although Mark instinctively felt that this was not necessarily the truth of this world, he could not deny that a chaotic and bloody feeling came to his face, making him vaguely feel sick.

Change it!

Must be replaced!

As soon as Mark thought, the system immediately issued the next prompt: [Which local god does the host want to replace with? Please note that its function must be higher than that of the dance goddess Barbara, and the host must have sufficient understanding of it.]

Mark blinked, looked at his own system records, and gave the answer: [Samirkina, Death Knell!]

After he finished speaking, the small world burst into a loud sound.

The strange sound was very complicated. The last second was like a bell in the deep mountains and forests, and the next second was like a steamboat whistle near you, which was very noisy.

A wave of unrivaled resistance came from the altar. For a moment, Mark almost thought that this force was going to repulse back and cross the space to crush him to death in the main world.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Destiny Dice made a judgment on this behavior.

[After detecting the backlash of fate made by Sammikina, Sammikina needs to pass a judgment with a difficulty coefficient of 12. Sammikina made a fate throw, and the throwing result is 13...pass...]

Seeing this, Mark became anxious and cursed: "Tong your sister! You are not allowed to pass."

Almost as he finished speaking, Mark seemed to have been hit hard by a big hammer, and he spat a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"puff!"

Forget about vomiting blood, he could clearly feel a more exaggerated force coming. If he didn't do anything, he would lose contact with at least 200 of his own clones forever.

not good!

Something must be done.

It’s okay to pick up girls, but if you want to sublimate to 40 degrees before picking up girls, it would be a big loss.

In desperation, Mark decided to rush.

[System, if you have any of these things in my hand, just take them.]

Surprisingly, and not so unexpectedly, the next second, Mark's body clearly saw that the demon general Butis who had been pulling the boat for him for so long and had no credit for his hard work, melted away.

Yes! It's like putting a snowman in the spring sunshine.

This four-armed bull-headed demon general disappeared silently in the spiritual world.

Mark didn't know that in a secret outer space crack in this world, Sammykina, who was originally enjoying the remnant souls of the Four Gods of Art, suddenly showed a look of horror on his face, and it screamed: "No - why is this happening? Didn't I agree to be the first to start and then let me become the true god of the next thousand years? How could this happen?"

In the black mist, a pair of yellow beast eyes were in amazement.

Sammykina seemed to have found the real reason: "I understand! I understand! The 'world' wants me to intercept the Art Yashen, and it's not enough to lose one! It's the guy named Mark who intercepts the Hu! It's all his fault!"

Its hoarse and tone sound was like swallowing a thousand needles. It stared at Mark's virtual image with red eyes, and gritted its teeth and roared: "Low mortal! When I absorb these four souls, I will come to find you immediately!"

On this side, after Mark paid enough, he finally saw that the points determined by Destiny Dice were changed to [11].

Not passed!

With the finalization of fate, the image of the four art goddesses remaining on the four altars in front of him disappeared, and instead was a larger black altar with a black octopus-like thing floating in the air.

Mark knew that was Sammykina.
Chapter completed!