Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Fifth-order undead race life energy.

"I hope that the appearance of the fifth-order undead race can keep Lucian and the undead race in balance." Lin Fan took a deep breath.

As the main **** of this world, although Lin Fan couldn't directly interfere in the conflict between belief races, he could balance the conflict between factions in other ways.

If God's Domain wants to operate for a long time, the most important thing is balance.

Not only the balance between ecology, but also the balance between hostile faith races.

I heard that there are already two unfortunate children in No. 4 Middle School. Because they failed to balance the strength of the hostile faith races, a large-scale war broke out within the Divine Realm. Several religious races fought with each other. In the end, the Divine Realm almost collapsed and was rescued. Can only be a demigod for a lifetime.

As for the conflict between Lucian and the undead race, Lin Fan still had to deal with it properly.

"The fifth-order undead race must be extraordinarily powerful," Lin Fan thought carefully. "If it is cultivated, and the shadow of war is added to the undead race, Lucian will definitely be unable to defeat these two races."

"But Galen, who pursues justice, will definitely not sit back and watch Lucian, the sentinel of light, be destroyed by the shadow undead, and will protect Lucian."

"In this way, it can be regarded as barely maintaining the balance."

After thinking about all this, Lin Fan nodded and pressed the fifth-order undead race life energy in his hand into the source of God's Domain.

The blue crystal vibrated again.

Divine light flows.

[Tips]: Your source of God's Domain has absorbed the life energy of the fifth-order undead race.

[Tips]: You spent 10,000 Faith Points to cultivate a hundred fifth-order undead believers.

next moment.

The origin of God's Domain shook again.

The blue divine light fell from the blue crystal like meteors and fell on the altar.

The chain sounded.

One after another black shadows appeared on the altar of the source of God's Domain, and then one after another figure drilled out of the shadow.

The blue divine light obscured their figures.

But the swaying chains and hooks were burning with turquoise flames, and the reflected icy rays of light were frightening and terrifying, with a depth that seemed to fascinate people's souls.

There are also those lanterns that emit dark fluorescence, as if they can imprison all souls. The candlelight inside is like the composition of countless wronged souls, roaring and rolling, making people's scalp numb at a glance.

A rotten undead breath came out.

This breath made all the believers nervous, and they looked at the altar cautiously, as if something terrible was emerging, which made people instinctively uneasy.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression: "It can't be so coincidental... Are they all together?"

Lucian, who was chasing the dead horse, was pulling the trigger while gritting his teeth and roaring: "Where is that Thresh guy!"

next moment.

At the moment when this cold and rotten breath appeared.

The Lucians stopped and looked at the Altar of God's Domain with cold eyes.

"Hammer stone."

Anger and hatred were burning in his eyes, but his expression became solemn and cautious.

This is his old rival.

It is also the enemy he most wants to kill, the undead who took away his beloved wife with his own hands.

But I have to say, this is an extremely powerful undead!

Even Lucian, who has the holy spear, must be afraid of three points.

Lucian stopped chasing the people and horses, and walked slowly to the altar of the source of the gods. His right hand rubbed the bronze and stone parts of the pure white holy spear around his waist, and his fingers touched the deep gap in the shaft of the stone spear. Lucian smiled. Lol, that was left when they fought a sword-wielding demon in Ionia.

"Senna."

The Lucians read softly.

That's her name.

The blue streamer dissipated.

On the altar of the source of the gods, one after another burly figures appeared. Under the broken and dirty cloth was a huge skeleton that was more than four meters high. The hot soul flames wrapped their whole bodies, exuding evil rays of light.

The right hand is holding an iron chain hook and sickle, and the other end of the iron chain is a lantern held in the left hand. Through the green fluorescent light, you can see countless souls tumbling in it.

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There was a furious, sly smile on the skeleton's face.

A murmur sounded.

"I am the keeper of countless mysteries."

"The mind is my toy."

"Am I crazy? Oh, very likely."

"Lord God, obey your call, I will imprison more souls for you."

The Shadows of War, who were originally chased by Lucians, lit up, waved their hooves extremely fast, bypassed the slowly approaching Lucians, and ran towards the altar of the source of the gods.

As if children found their parents and cried, the Shadows of War had tears on their faces, their front legs bent, and they fell to the ground in unison.

In their hearts, the warden who imprisoned all souls is the king of their shadow undead race!

"The Warden!"

"You are here!"

"Save us!"

"Then Lucian is here too, he's killing us again!"

"Quickly imprison him! This guy is chasing us to kill!"

At this moment, the shadows of war seem to have found their backbone, and they have great confidence with the backing of Thresh.

As if the bullied child found the parent, after crying, he turned his head towards Lucian and said, "Come on, noble holy gun ranger!"

"Don't you want us to release Senna's soul?"

"Our warden is here, come on!"

"Come here if you have one!"

"The warden, **** him!"

Thresh slowly walked down the altar,

Looking at the Lucians walking towards him, Thresh had a playful smile on their faces, and there was a hint of ridicule in the hollow eyes burning with soul flames.

"Want to save her?"

"Unfortunately, no one can get out of the cage."

"No one can save a soul from a cage."

"It's destiny."

The rich shadow of the air washed out and diffused.

The wardens lit lanterns in the darkness, and the turquoise light seemed to illuminate a path to hell. The dazzling hook sickle makes people feel chilled.

The Lucians stopped.

Gun!

shooting!

【Enthusiastic play】!

The pattern of the light of the cross bloomed, and the fired bullet burst into a cloud of silver powder. The silver powder lingered in the air, creating a calm space with shimmering light in the thick and rolling pitch-black mist, expelling the mysterious dark fog.

"It's now!"

"Hunt the Dirty!"

The Lucians snorted coldly and were about to rush into the mysterious black mist.

But the next moment.

Lucian's eyes suddenly slackened, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

The soul rolled over, the deeply buried memories flooded in like a flood, and the scene from ten years ago reappeared in front of his eyes.

This is his nightmare!

A terrifying undead covered in green flames stood in the darkness, with a young woman at his feet. The hook lock was buried in her heart, severing her soul and body inch by inch, the pain made her involuntarily twist her body, her eyes begging to look at Lucian, as if begging to end her pain, end her pain. Bullets of her soul.

That time, Lucian, who never hesitated, didn't shoot.

The warden admired the pain of the lovers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and finally raised the ancient lantern. As the dark green light lit up, the woman's body stopped moving instantly, and the lantern harvested new prisoners.

"This……"

The cold voice interrupted Lucian's thoughts, freeing their souls from the torment of painful memories.

"It's the funniest thing in her soul."

"And my favorite toy."

"do you like it?"

The Lucians bit their tongues to stay awake and calm, holding their pistols tightly, waiting for their moment.

These irresistibly powerful undead souls turned to Lucians and grinned: "I thought you were afraid of losing, Holy Spear of Exorcism."

Thresh knocked on the lantern, which glowed as if in response to him.

"Your appearance brightened her soul." Thresh shook the lantern. "It was the hope you brought, which temporarily eased her pain."

The Lucians looked at the warden in front of them, and their eyes stayed on the lantern, as if they could see the soul of a woman.

"But she doesn't know, hope has a price." Thresh laughed happily, shaking the lantern in his hand like playing with a beloved toy, "Your failure will make her more painful and make her soul sweeter, Hope is like a bird hitting a rock wall and shattered in an instant."

"You won't be so lucky this time."

"Do you know what her deepest fear is?" Thresh let out a pleasant laugh, "Hehe, she is afraid, and you will accompany her to suffer endlessly."

The flame of the lantern flickered, and the sickly green became more and more intense. The lantern seemed to be a terrifying cage.

Looking at the green flame, Lucian could feel her embrace, although it was warm but insubstantial, it was the temperature left by the soul and memory.