Chapter 282 ‘Seven Inches’

While Suleman and Angelina were busy fighting this mysterious giant ape of unknown origin, a dark existence exuding the same evil aura tore through the space barrier and suddenly appeared on top of the Caribbean.

"Ah!" Sensing the strange movement above her head, Marianne exclaimed and then covered her mouth.

She knew that she had lost her temper and should not have done anything to interfere with Mark at this time.

Fortunately, she was not the only one who lost her composure. The four goddesses around Mark also had shocked expressions on their faces.

Looking at the huge black smoke tornado that once tore through the four art kingdoms, the feeling of being dominated by fear came to my heart for a long time.

right! It was this sense of terror that made them abandon their pathetic reserve and boring pride, and willingly surrender to Mark, a 'mortal', in order to seek salvation and peace.

As long as Samikina does not die, they will not be able to truly escape this real nightmare.

"[Death Knell] Isn't he..." Pointing at the black giant ape, Muse trembled.

"Who said that beast was [Death Knell]?" Mark's somewhat sarcastic expression made everyone feel at ease quickly.

Mark was obviously prepared!

Yes, in countless parallel worlds, other Marks have seen the true face of Mr. Deathstroke.

With a "pop" sound, Mark snapped his fingers: "My dear goddesses, why don't you give your men some buffs?"

What a strange statement!

For the goddesses who have been with Mark for a long time, these words are not difficult to understand.

They suddenly felt a hundred times more confident.

The loud war song sounded on the pure white ship. The passionate a cappella singing of the music goddess itself was the most powerful auxiliary BGM. Those who heard it would not be a hundred times more powerful. The improvement brought by the activation of spiritual power varied from person to person. For Mark, , the power of all his elements is directly increased by 100%!

The dancing goddess here rarely wears a half-sleeved dress with an earthy Egyptian flavor. However, in the somewhat transparent skirt, a structure similar to a rope garment can be seen. She responded to the music and danced with intense movements. Mark could clearly feel that his agility had been greatly improved.

In the bridge, the goddess of literature wrote quickly: [The invincible Mark Destiny will surely win. His sharp eyes can spy on all the weaknesses of the enemy, and his unparalleled perception can see into the flow of all evil forces... 】

This is the power of words! In other words, this is [Yan Ling]!

Originally, her words did not have such power, but as she got closer to [destiny], her words began to have the power of guidance.

The last painting goddess painted a picture of [Lost]!

The Caribbean ship hidden in the thick fog in the painting is reflected in reality. It is also filled with thick fog. This mysterious white fog is not even affected by the "Death Knell".

In the sky, the smoke-like Mr. Deathstroke swooped down, waving its huge black smoke claws to tear apart the white mist above the ship.

"Mark Destiny! Are you just a loser hiding under a woman's skirt and shivering?" The evil god's roar echoed in the sky.

"Ha!" Amidst the disdainful sarcasm, a handsome man wearing a black leather jacket rose into the sky.

He violated gravity in a very unscientific way. Supported by the wind, he bravely faced the black smoke like a cannonball shooting into the sky.

If Mark didn't come out just a moment ago, [Death Knell] would be a little worried.

When Mark's figure with a strong aura appeared above the ship, Samikina no longer had any worries.

"You don't know how to live or die!"

The black smoke's tentacles had turned into claws in mid-air. A claw that could grab a basketball court was fiercely grabbed at Mark's position, but Mark did not dodge at all, but faced him head-on.

Below, everyone watching this scene couldn't believe their eyes.

For a mortal, even if he has an extremely strong aura, it would be a bit hard to confront a real evil god head-on with the strength of Sequence 2.

If it were someone else, I would definitely say "Are you crazy?"

But the girls were surprised to find that Mark was still where he was! ?

That mark above is...

The moment Samikina's claws caught a mark, a giant electric spark that could cover the size of a standard football field had exploded gorgeously with the claw as the center, and then bloomed in all directions, one after another, Like the lines of New Year's fireworks.

Of course Mark is not crazy.

Of course, there is no chance of winning with a mortal body against such an evil god who is at the top of the extraordinary world.

As for the clone that carries part of his soul power, that's another matter.

In terms of divine power, foundation, and consumption, even if Mark gathered all three thousand clones, he might not be Samikina's opponent.

Mark who died in nearly a thousand parallel worlds is the best explanation.

Mark knew better than anyone else that even with the divine power of the four goddesses, he still needed to fight quickly.

So at the beginning, he sacrificed the clone of Mark who used the power of thunder and lightning, which was the first card he played.

The spiritual power accumulated in more than a hundred worlds was exploded in one breath.

At least at this moment, the power of Thunder Mark's clone is definitely comparable to that of the slave gods under the Lord of Storms.

Countless streaks of lightning shot out, making the devil's claws seem to have caught the hammer head of a large meteor. Looking from a distance, the thunder and lightning pierced Samikina's claws like countless sharp knives.

Of course, it is impossible for the black smoke claws constructed with evil power to bleed, but the large clouds of black smoke containing a high concentration of divine power completely disappeared when Mark's clone wildly waved the [Wind Sword]. This kind of loss, Samikina I really haven’t eaten it yet.

"Boy--" The angry scolding echoed in the sky like a bell.

The second black smoke devil claw shot down, it wanted to beat Mark to death with a clasp.

However, Thunder Mark was still climbing rapidly. He became a light that kept moving forward in the dark night, breaking through the darkness. Nothing could stop him from rushing into the sky.

Even though the lightning on his body becomes a little weaker without being hit even once, he is still climbing.

The lightning was like the immortal fire in his heart, shining across the sky.

At this moment, the third and fourth black smoke tentacles dug out fiercely.

This time, the sharp claws turned into black smoke penetrated the lightning surrounding Mark's clone extremely fiercely, passed through the void, and pungently penetrated his body and soul.

The violent thunder and lightning attack came to an abrupt end!

Time seemed to stand still.

I don't know how many mortals saw this scene and were so frightened that their hearts stopped.

"ah!"

Screams came and went.

"Haha...ah——" The evil god Samikina's wanton and ferocious laughter lasted for less than a second, and then its painful screams pierced the sky of the entire battlefield.

All the spectators were stunned for a moment.

Most of the black smoke in the sky suddenly disappeared, leaving only an extremely strong purple-black giant arm that was at least ten meters long and hovered in the sky, twitching continuously.

Not many people even noticed that a human-sized jagged long knife was stuck on this hanging arm.