Chapter 269 The Mystery of Reincarnation?

Exploring information about different parallel worlds is definitely not easy to do: opening the door to time and space and understanding the progress of the war between gods in different parallel worlds through communication are just dreams most of the time.

Being able to skillfully cross space and collect the soul fragments of the same person in different parallel worlds is already the limit of what the Reincarnation Cult can achieve.

Even such a gate to time and space still requires a high-level priest to spend a lot of time accumulating and learning before he dares to try to open it.

Any failure in soul transfer often has to cost a local church with a heavy concentration of troops. Even with the wealth of the Reincarnation Cult, it still feels painful.

While most churches keep their angels in the Kingdom of God and hide their heroic troops in outer space, Samsara disperses and hides its elites in three thousand parallel worlds.

This is the way of reincarnation.

However, there is definitely someone who has broken this ‘reincarnation’ now.

"Who could this be?" The first gray-armored man frowned.

"My ten thousand years of work will never be allowed to be hindered by any existence."

"Yes! In the name of reincarnation!"

"In the name of reincarnation -" the other gray-armored men said in unison.

Little did they know that the culprit behind the changes in the reincarnation plan was currently in a sweet trouble.

At night, there is a set of homemade cards on Mark's desk.

It is divided into blue R-level, purple SR-level, golden SSR-level, and the newest rainbow-colored card [God’s Domain Legend Card] that is also flipped to the edge.

Today's color cards only include one of Barbara, the dancing goddess.

"Who's the next colored card?" Mark smiled slightly... evilly.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The maid Anweina said from outside the door: "The Muse requests a meeting."

"Please come in."

Mark's eyes lit up when he saw the stunning music goddess's new outfit.

Under Muse's yellow gauze, there is a hook-like [bass clef], paired with a braid pinned to the right front. Her outfit...

Mark wanted to say, "Madam, your outfit is very dangerous!"

Of course, on the surface, Mark asked seriously: "Oh, Muse, what's the matter? A new group of believers have arrived for me to deal with?"

"No. I want to say why so many of my previous clones chose to self-destruct. I didn't even tell Barbara this secret."

Muse was sitting in front of Mark's desk, and the great notes were gently beating with the breath of Muse's holy body. This was obviously a very eye-catching scene, but Mark had to take it seriously.

"Oh, tell me."

"I am very sure that my clone in a parallel world chose to join the Reincarnation Cult, but the results were very bad."

"What a bad idea?" Mark thought of a lot of bad things at once.

"[Note of Destruction]!"

"Um?"

"More information was obviously intercepted by the Reincarnation Religion. Those clones who tried to rely on the Reincarnation Religion did not even transmit soul fragments, but only transmitted notes that only I could understand and spanned time and space [Destruction] ]."

Mark frowned: "Tell me more details."

"I know my own character very well. Only in the most desperate and helpless moments will I sing the kind of horrific sound that violates my aesthetics. According to my understanding of myself, it is at least the level of world destruction [despair] ]."

"Even if your kingdom is destroyed and you perish, you still won't sing the [note of destruction]?" Mark asked.

Muse shook her head.

Now the problem is big.

Likewise, the suspects became clearer - those bastards from the Reincarnation Sect really did nothing good.

Mark silently raised the threat level of the Reincarnation Cult to the highest level.

Muse continued to talk: "I am different from other art goddesses. My avatars should also be able to receive [notes] from other avatars. So before meeting you, most of 'I' chose to be clean. A neat death. Only you in the main world gave me real hope."

Mark stood up and bowed slightly to salute: "It is my honor to be able to redeem the goddess!"

Muse no longer had a serious face, and rested her right elbow gracefully on the armrest: "Seriously? Young man, I can see a lot in your eyes, right?"

Muse pierced the paper.

Mark was also unambiguous: "Of course it is an honor to be able to rescue the goddess. However, it is also necessary to collect the shipping fee."

"Then... collect your fare." Muse pressed the armrest with her left hand, and her whole body flew up into the air, and then floated down lightly like a fallen leaf with almost no weight.

Mark easily caught the muse in a princess hug: "Does the goddess have the habit of falling in love with the boatman?"

"No, but I guess I could get used to it."

Muse began to sing a song called "Dazzling Realm", which Mark copied.

There is no lyrics in this song, only the simplest pronunciations such as "ah" and "la". In contrast, this song has no connotation, it is just the purest art, or in other words, it is a show off of singing skills.

A lot of transpositions, using different parts of the voice - head voice, laryngeal voice, etc.

Mark was mesmerized until he used a 40mm conductor to truly test the true meaning of music.

…

Time and space travel, and the gray fog rolls in.

Following the soul guidance given by the Muse, Mark used the [Eye of Agamotto] to travel through time and space and came to an abandoned building similar to a manor.

The manor has a generally ring-shaped house surrounding a circular castle. It is surrounded by a large and strange lawn, surrounding the house in the middle.

The lawn itself is very abnormal. The outermost circle is made up of withered haystacks, the middle circle is turned into yellow grass half a person tall, and the inner circle near the house is a piece of fresh green grass, just like the scene in early spring. .

Mark put his feet on the lawn and looked towards the house from a distance.

The concentration of spiritual power he felt at the first moment was wrong. There are no places where it is the strongest. The spiritual power of the entire manor is like seven notes on a staff, gradually rising higher and higher, and then slumping back to the 'duo' sound.

Mark frowned.

He had never seen such a strange scene.

Turning on the Destiny Vision, he was shocked to find that there were actually seven different destinies in front of him, going back and forth in a continuous cycle. Just like when he is facing the table of contents of a book, he must first turn to the right chapter before he can find what he wants.

Standing firmly on the ground, Mark walked towards the ring building step by step.

He said it was step by step, but in fact, with every step he took, he crossed a distance of ten meters. In the eyes of others, his body shot out ten meters like an arrow, then stood strangely, shot again, and stood still again.

It was like before time travel, when he was watching videos with poor recording quality, frames kept getting stuck and dropped.