Chapter 250 Can I Get Involved in This?

A group of several gods with similar attributes is generally called a [god system].

Together, the eight gods of art, the Muses, are the [Art God System].

Even though there are only five Wind Gods, in terms of combat power, any one of them can beat the four Gods of Art.

Because the Wind Gods are also called Fauvism.

Most of the time, even if their ideas are different, the orthodox gods don't have the trouble to fight against the five of them. After all, the Brutalists not only don't speak human words, but more importantly, they can fight, and they are smelly and tough.

The three goddesses were simply stunned.

Did you say that you can get blessings by doing some irregular work? It’s rare that I’ve adjusted my moral integrity. Why are you, Mark, so serious all of a sudden?

Seeing the hesitation of the three of them, Barbara, who was standing next to Mark, became anxious and winked quickly.

When Muse saw it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Everything will be according to your instructions, Mark."

Muse took the lead, and they had no room to retreat. They might be kicked out in the next second.

They both expressed their opinions.

"Very good!" Mark clapped his hands: "For my own family, I will never let them die casually. If I say it is a test, I will not give you a certain death situation. If everything goes well, this is just an operation to draw chestnuts from the fire. "

Words such as 'smooth', 'taking chestnuts from the fire', and the cold wind gods have already made the three goddesses tremble. It's a pity that they have no choice but to rely on Mark's integrity.

Mark continued: "I know that in the eyes of other gods, your divine power is of little use. It is different here. I need your complete cooperation..."

Having said this, Mark deliberately cast the dice of fate in front of them, and threw the dice behind them from between the cheeks of the two goddesses, Muse and Litcher.

He wanted to try to see if the fate dice could be detected by them.

The answer really surprised Mark.

They can't even see it!

Obviously what is tied to the dice is the thread of their fate!

After the four goddesses took refuge in Mark, the god-level destiny points in Mark's hand reached 6,000. Originally, each goddess only had one thousand, but after gathering the four goddesses, the system defaulted that Mark controlled the art department, and gave Mark an additional two thousand.

This time, Mark threw 2,000 god-level destiny points.

This is a new function provided by the system. Its essence is to gamble to see if you can get something god-level.

oh! Praise fate! It’s [18] point!

This time, maybe we can [Machine Soul Joy]?

With three unfamiliar goddesses, Mark was not sure of victory. At 18 points, it was a bit exciting, but the difficulty was just right.

In front of the three goddesses, Mark assigned homework.

Muse was a little dumbfounded. She never thought that one day she would be assigned a repertoire. If the music hadn't been elegant enough, a classic piece suitable for an ethereal voice, she would have thought Mark thought she was a singer in a bar.

Litcher was the same way. Mark asked her to write a custom essay.

Pei Ting wants to paint a painting that Mark imagined...

After sending the three goddesses to work, all Mark's men started to move. Although according to his own words, he just went for a walk and picked up some 'rags'.

It's a pity that someone didn't know much about his current situation. He spoke in an understatement. When Ren and Hank heard this, their nerves immediately became extremely tense.

What? What?

All goddesses and a total of more than 500 angels under their command need to be dispatched?

All main battleships and tugs are to be dispatched?

This, this, isn't this the battle between gods?

No matter how much Mark 'talked casually', saying that the risk was not high and to relieve their pressure, these guys couldn't listen to a word after that.

He looked like he was ready for a big fight.

"My Lord, what about the San Marino Port Shipyard?" Mr. Ivanov was a little nervous.

"Oh, the dock here is still in use. I went back to pick up the garbage, and I still need the help of the Mechanicus here to make some changes."

Ivanov was entrusted by someone, and upon hearing this, he felt much relieved: "My lord, the great craftsman Koniv is my fellow countryman and the host of the local Mechanicus. He asked...my lord if he could Take him and his disciples under your command?"

Mark was stunned for a moment, Helena came up and whispered, and Mark suddenly understood.

At first, he brought a few dreadnoughts over, and it was normal business behavior between the two parties. Mark gives the money and the other party does the work. As the world changes, the cooperative relationship between the two parties has changed a bit.

Without Mark, the port of San Marino would probably be ruined. As a great craftsman of the Cult of Mechanicus, Gonif certainly has no worries wherever he goes. But he has a problem - he is very partial to science, and what he is best at is transforming ships.

Now both Bill and the Wright Empire appear to be giving up their sea power. The Church of Storms, the only church that emphasizes sea power, has its own great craftsman who is a direct line of the craftsman. When he left, he also had a job as a handyman.

Which great craftsman is not a proud and arrogant person?

It just so happens that Mark looks like he wants to take the sea power, so who is Gonif working for instead of a part-time job?

Through Ivanov's words, the two parties quickly reached a py deal, and Goniv switched to Mark's command.

An expedition requires a lot of preparation.

Just as preparations were being made, Conrad rushed back with Vivian and the others.

This was not the first time that Vivian had set foot on the deck of the Caribbean, but when she came here again, she felt as if things were different and people were different.

I don’t know how many handsome men and beautiful women I saw along the way. Ordinary people would only lament that even the waiters here were so good-looking. The female inquisitor with strong spiritual sense could see the folded wings on the backs of these handsome men and beautiful women at a glance.

Angel!

They are all angels!

Angels under the command of the goddess of art!

These beautiful angels, without exception, act as guards everywhere on the ship, and their figures and the four-armed bull-headed demon standing on the water not far from the bow will be in the same field of view, which is a standard dance of gods and demons.

The corridors of the Caribbean, which originally had a rich artistic atmosphere, are now filled with a lot of god-level collections that have nowhere to be placed. Walking there, you feel as if you have entered an art museum.

On the pier, a group of art priests were organizing an art selection competition.

The peaceful atmosphere here is completely incompatible with the chaos and chaos of the outside world, where evil spirits are rampant.

The only thing that relieved Vivian's pressure a little was: entering the main cabin area of ​​the ship, the maids here were all Boliva's noble ladies, and the guards were served by knights from the Destiny family.

However, upon entering the living room, an invisible pressure hit my face.

Although Mark was sitting in the main seat, he looked the same. The pressure comes from Mark’s side…

So, so dazzling.

The four goddesses were on the same stage, with Mark at the center.

No matter what they are discussing, as long as they are mortals, they will inevitably have such a thought - can I get involved in this?