Chapter 271 The Consequences of Snooping

Mark had no choice but to go in.

The only good thing is that once he got here, he was back to the state where he could throw the fate dice.

"Um?"

Mark looked at the [20] point in a daze.

He even had a vague feeling: Sometimes he cast 20 points because he got lucky and hit the highest 20; sometimes he cast 20 because the highest was only 20.

That wonderful premonition of winning the jackpot in a high-risk, high-reward adventure can be described as quite wonderful.

Without saying anything, Mark had a flash of inspiration and kicked the half-covered door from a distance. A huge ball of silver aura turned into a shock wave and kicked the door away violently.

Anyway, if he blows up the ring building outside, even the bears in hibernation will be awakened by him. Whoever needs to be alarmed has already been alarmed.

Then stop pretending.

"Open the door and check your body! I'm from the medical department -" Mark shouted and strode in.

Well, the best doctor in the world is to kill all the enemies, so that there will be no possibility of teammates injuring the enemies.

As soon as he entered the door, there were dozens of things that looked like heavy armored knights on foot, charging towards them with swords raised in both hands.

Mark ignored it: "Please, another me."

A clone of Mark suddenly flew out of the main body. He pulled the flame power in the atmosphere, made virtual gestures with his hands, and outlined a > in mid-air that represented greater than.

Large swaths of golden fire surged like wolves down the mountain, fiercely attacking the knights and biting them.

With a strange sound of "sizzling", the knights were melted instantly like steel scraps thrown into a furnace.

But the next second, a series of loud "rumbling" sounds suddenly came from those knights.

With the knight as the center, all the surrounding objects and even the ground were blown away by the sudden explosion, and a large number of fragments were blown away.

Mark frowned: "Self-destruction soldiers?"

If he had chosen melee just now, he would be in trouble now.

Another clone of Mark appeared. It stirred up the strong wind, blowing away all the smoke, dust and gravel. In the blink of an eye, everything in the field of vision became clear.

What appears in front of you is a cylindrical hall with a diameter of more than one hundred meters and a height of more than fifty meters. There is a huge crystal-like object placed in the middle of the hall. It is composed of countless huge mirrors. The smallest mirror is also 3 meters wide and 10 meters high.

Indescribable smoke billows and stirs in every mirror, like the claws of wild beasts, or the fangs of some terrible ancient beast biting inside the mirror, trying to break through the dimensional boundaries of the mirror. , killed in front of Mark.

There are black things like blood vessels spreading on the frame of the mirror. They cling to it and even penetrate into the metal frame of the mirror. If you listen carefully, you will hear waves of low metal crackling sounds.

Uncomprehensible chaotic roars echoed in the hall, but these sounds containing terrifying curses and mysterious incantations were blocked by an invisible barrier less than one meter away from Mark.

Mark came here using a copy of the [Eye of Agamotto], and his true body is not actually here. What arrived here was Mark's soul projection condensed with his own spirit. To some extent, it was very close to the clone of a god. The only difference was that Mark did not become a god.

Since the main body does not exist in this dimension, the only thing the opponent can attack is his spirit and soul.

Apparently the guys from the Reincarnation Cult have prepared a big gift for possible intruders.

The smoke in the mirror finally revealed its ferocious side...

Suddenly!

The mirror exploded!

The unstable smoke turned into large and small eyes filled with terrifying spiritual light.

Some of them are normal eyes that are biased towards humans, and many more have vertical pupils of various colors that are almost like wild beasts. Each of them pulls thick clouds of 'smoke', like hounds that use all their senses, including the sense of smell, to search for prey, and rush towards them quickly. Mark, and the clones created by Mark.

"Die!"

"Destroy it!"

"No existence can escape the pursuit of reincarnation."

Seeing thousands of illusory 'bloodhounds' rushing towards him, Mark was really a little panicked.

He even subconsciously recalled the appearance of 'Mr. Galaxy'.

Who would have expected that he was a little panicked, but the other person was a little bit panicked.

Normally speaking, anyone who casts a clone across space must have a thought cluster, or spiritual thought, without putting soul fragments into the clone to allow it to act autonomously.

As long as the stalker follows the direction of the thought cluster and tracks it in reverse, he will most likely be able to find the enemy's origin. It doesn't matter even if the other party cuts off the connection at a critical moment. Remember the other person's soul fluctuations, and then look for the same fluctuations in the three thousand worlds, and you will find the culprit.

This time, the trapper was terribly wrong.

Because Mark borrowed the space-time power of fellow villager Mei Mumu, when the hunter pursued in reverse, the first thing he found was that the trace belonged to Mei Mumu.

Hi! What is Big Brother?

Big brother is the big pot!

How can I be qualified to be the eldest brother if the pot is not settled?

After they passed through the vortex of time and space, they were immediately confused by the fragmented starry sky in front of them.

That is not the space this world should have!

That picture of the universe composed of hundreds of billions of stars was definitely before their eyes for the first time in history.

It's a pity that they didn't have the chance to take this information back.

After all, this is not their domain.

"Oh? My little brother really knows how to play 'Diverting Water to the East'." Among the hundreds of billions of stars, the shadow of a man dressed as a mage showed a mysterious smile.

He just waved his hand, and the endless starlight suddenly turned into countless bigger and more terrifying eyeballs. When the big eyes looked at those small eyeballs across time and space, the small eyeballs of the Samsara God Sect collectively burst into tears. .

Not only the eyes were destroyed, but also all the reincarnation priests connected behind them.

One second ago, the 1,024 high-level reincarnation priests lurking in the three thousand worlds were squatting in front of the statue of reincarnation in full armor, praying quietly and peeping here.

The next second, the terrifying extraordinary chaotic power mixed with the indescribable void noise was transmitted back to their minds.

"Puff puff!"

It sounds like explosive balls.

It was their brains that exploded.

Even the statues of gods in front of them were destroyed on the spot, causing large areas of blisters.

The statue is the face of a god. The statues have been torn down, but the god himself has not even farted. This only proves that their god cannot protect them.

"Ahhhh-" Even the well-informed person in charge couldn't help but scream.

At this time, the voice of the Archbishop of Samsara came from the void: "Alas! I spied on things that I shouldn't pry into, and this is what happens."