Chapter 196 Dancing God

This probability was made by Mark after careful consideration.

In fact, he didn't have any [ship ticket]. McDonald's and the others didn't promise him anything at all. He just had a vague feeling that most of them wouldn't mind if they asked for help.

The chances of failure are greater anyway. Things are really confusing. Forgive Barbara, a dancing goddess, for not daring to challenge him over this matter.

The funny thing is, Mark obviously misjudged Barbara's reaction to this incident.

"ah!?"

scream! An outright scream! And it’s the kind of exclamation with endless surprises!

From an expressionless face to an infinite sparkle in his eyes.

Barbara's reaction was like that of a terminally ill patient who suddenly learns of the birth of a special medicine. The fervor full of hope made Barbara, one of the majestic goddesses of the Orthodox Church, lose her temper on the spot.

She dodged and rushed over, and her seemingly soft and delicate hands burst out with strength that was a bit inconsistent with her appearance, and grabbed Mark's hands with force.

"What? So high!?" As if she realized that her gaffe would reveal the top secrets of a certain divine realm, Barbara tried to restrain herself and retracted her hands instantly, but she could not hide the heat in her eyes.

At this moment, she is no longer as cold and arrogant as before. She is simply a pet that is excited to see its owner come home.

Mark decided to pour some cold water on her: "Goddess Barbara, please don't be too excited. You know that the connection between this world and the outside world has always been intermittent, like a broken mystery lock, so this kind of commitment, my friends and I There is no guarantee that it will be fulfilled..."

Mark spoke very slowly, observing the goddess's reaction as he spoke. Who would have thought that with just one of Mark's prevarications, Barbara would become so excited that she would immediately stop Mark.

At the end, Barbara showed an expression that was flattering, no, it could be called flattering.

"This, please tell your 'friends'. As long as you take me out of this world, Barbara... is willing to pay any price you can afford."

In these words, Barbara's posture was very low, and she even lowered the title she used. She doesn't consider herself a goddess at all.

The nakedness of his words shocked Mini, who was a theoretical believer in Barbara behind her.

Is this the incarnation of [Dance]?

The so-called goddess actually has such a vulgar side?

Or has she really reached a critical moment of existential crisis?

Mark didn't know how Minnie felt. He only had a vague feeling that judging from Barbara's overly enthusiastic reaction, her situation might be subtly similar to that of the one in the Deep Sea Ruins.

Barbara's over-enthusiasm proved this point next. She kept asking circumstantial questions about this and that. On the surface, Mark was spotless and answered perfunctorily. In fact, he couldn't know.

What's interesting is that no matter how impatient he is to deal with it, Barbara still has the attitude of "Mark has abused her thousands of times, and she treats Mark like her first love."

There is no way, with such a big Butis here, it is not the local gods' turn to believe it.

This made Mark wonder, does becoming a god mean committing a crime first, then going to jail, and finally eating peanuts?

For Barbara, every day seems like a year.

In another world, becoming a god might be a beautiful thing, but why does it become a "beautiful death" when it comes to these orthodox gods?

Only by becoming a god can you die beautifully.

Is this a conferred god or a mad god?

"Goddess Barbara, please respect yourself! I still have business to do, please don't interfere with me." Mark's face sank and he spoke very seriously.

Barbara suddenly realized that the man in front of her was not just a mortal who could be manipulated by her. He was the spokesperson of a group of powerful alien gods. There is no guarantee that what he did was inspired by an external god.

She then calmed down: "I'm sorry, I was too fanatical. I will let Miss Mini be promoted."

Barbara walked on the lotus steps and came to the puppet lady who had been standing aside for a while. She flicked her jade hand, and a breeze-like divine light swept across Mini's spiritual body.

"Ah! So light." Minnie's body couldn't help but start to dance selflessly under the pull of this divine power.

She stood up on her right toes, and her whole body was like a top, bending her left leg and spinning continuously.

One lap, two laps... dozens of laps...

Mark didn't feel it at first, but as Mini spun faster and faster, it felt like she was like a transparent hourglass, with fine silver sand constantly falling from the top to the bottom of the 'hourglass'.

No!

This is not fine sand, this is the mixed spiritual essence within Minnie’s spiritual body.

After all, she is an [abnormality], not an existence promoted from a mortal to a divine messenger.

In addition to some turbid spiritual matter falling out, Mark was surprised to see a few wisps of black smoke suddenly floating out of the spiritual body, condensing into a vicious and ferocious face.

"Nicholas family! I XXXX curse you! Curse you! Curse..."

Bang!

A silent annihilation!

The incarnation of Goddess Barbara frowned and gently waved her hand, and the resentful thoughts that might have been a bit troublesome were blown away.

Mark took a deep breath and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he didn't let Mini directly assimilate with the Valkyrie. Otherwise, if there is such a hidden danger, who knows if this magical thing will amplify the body strength of the Valkyrie?

fortunately!

Goddess Barbara is absolutely unparalleled when it comes to training dancing spirits.

The doll lady danced and danced in front of her, constantly making various graceful movements that tested her balance and physical fitness.

Right in front of Mark and Bison, the doll's spiritual body finally made a crisp explosion.

"Bibo!"

"Ah!" Byson exclaimed, but Mark covered his mouth.

Mark was pleasantly surprised to see a deep crack burst out from the doll's arm made of ectoplasmic wood. This was not the disintegration of Mini's spiritual body, because what emerged from the wooden arm was a piece of more... O spirit body with fair and delicate human arms!

Mark's heart was beating fast, and he realized that Mini had reversed her direction from a non-human [abnormality] to a human spirit.

"Crack!"

Mini kept dancing wildly, and more spiritual wood on her spiritual body exploded. First a pair of slender arms appeared, then a pair of jade legs as long as a deer's legs, and finally the body.

On the edge of the dress that Barbara gave her, ectoplasm wood chips the size of fingernails kept falling out.

However, these dark sawdust were scattered by the wind like smoke as soon as they were less than 5 centimeters away from Minnie's spiritual body.

Without the outer wood, Mini's entire spiritual body shrank by a large margin. Originally she was not tall, only about 152cm, but now she has shrunk further and feels like she is 140cm at most.

For a moment, Mark felt that it wasn’t that Mini was incapable of doing it, but that it was too harsh.

Fortunately, after all the wood was peeled off from her spiritual body, her body seemed to expand a little more like air.

It was the first time Mark saw Mini’s face. Well, a small round face, and a little baby fat?