Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"not bad."

"In this way, facing Zhao Yaxin, who is going to play next, there are more trump cards."

Lin Fan nodded and looked at the panel: "Using divine power, all 100 Shadows of War will be promoted to Tier 4."

"And then ten fourth-order Lucian and ten fourth-order war shadows, all forcibly upgraded to fifth-order."

The divine light shone down, illuminating the entire divine domain.

Packed with terrifying power.

Under the illumination of divine light, Shadow of War and Lucian only felt a force descending from somewhere, like a reward from the gods.

a time.

The people and horses neighed and raised their iron hooves high, the soul flames on the body became more and more turbulent, the skeleton became thicker, with a sense of invincibility, exuding a gloomy mist.

Lucian's long hair was swaying, and the two spears in his hand burst into a more intense holy light.

[Tips]: Use your divine power to promote all one hundred [Shadow of War] believers to Tier 4.

[Hint]: You have spent some divine power.

[Hint]: Your [Shadow of War] followers have mastered the [Spirit of Fear] skill: Surrounded by shadows, Hecarim will deal magic damage to all nearby enemies. At the same time, Hecarim regenerates health equal to 30% of any damage these enemies take.

[Tips]: You use your divine power to forcibly raise ten Tier 4 [Shadows of War] and ten Tier 4 [Holy Gun Rangers] to Tier 5.

[Hint]: You have spent some divine power.

[Hint]: Your [Shadow of War] followers have mastered the [Shadow Blast] skill: Hecarim summons ghost cavalry to charge forward, dealing magic damage to enemies hit by them. Hecarim will cause nearby enemies to flee Hecarim in fear when he completes his charge.

[Tips]: Your followers of [Holy Gun Ranger] have mastered the [Holy Gun Baptism] skill.

The divine light dissipated.

The Holy Spear Ranger and the Shadow of War felt the stronger power in their bodies, and looked up at the sky with the same respect and gratitude: "Thank you for the gift of the Lord God."

Lin Fan felt some pain at this time.

It is really a fourth-order upgrade to a fifth-order, and it costs too much faith.

A full consumption of 100,000!

I only forcibly upgraded 20 ranks in total, and I directly spent 2 million Faith Points.

At this time, Lin Fan only had seven million Faith Points left on his body.

"It's no wonder that even those wealthy families do not dare to recklessly use their Faith Points to improve their Faith Race."

"This is just burning money!"

"Fourth to fifth order, just one hundred thousand."

"Isn't it a million from the fifth to sixth orders? After that, it is tens of millions, hundreds of millions..."

This is simply a bottomless pit.

"Hey, it seems that we still have to find some way to earn Faith Points." Lin Fan sighed and closed the race panel.

Lin Fan felt deep poverty again.

But the next moment, Lin Fan was stunned.

"Um?"

Through the race panel, Lin Fan actually discovered that the ten races that Galen, Prince, Demacia, etc. had cultivated before had a lot of [combat skills] upgraded from heroic brass to unyielding silver.

Lin Fan was shocked, and then he seemed to understand something.

"Can a long battle improve combat skills?"

"This……"

"There doesn't seem to be any difference." Lin Fan rubbed his cheeks and was speechless.

to be frank.

There is really no difference between silver and brass... Even if there is, the difference is not big...

Lin Fan, who was already feeling exhausted, did not go to cultivate the next race of faith, but after looking around the entire Divine Realm, he left the Divine Realm.

Divine Intent was withdrawn from the Divine Realm.

Some tired rubbed his eyebrows, although he was already a fifth-order low-level god, but the fatigue of cultivating three religious races in a row could not be ignored.

"But I'm exhausted, this..." Lin Fan exhaled and slowly got up from the floor.

The next moment, Lin Fan was stunned.

Situ Lan in front of the beholder with a ghostly look on his face.

Situ Lan held the milk tea and drank it indifferently, squinting and enjoying it, sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs dangling.

In the next second, Situ Lan suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lin Fan staring at him with a **** face. His old face instantly flushed red and stiffened in place. He couldn't help choking, and some snow-white milk tea flowed directly from his mouth.

Lin Fan stared blankly at Situ Lan who was enjoying the milk tea just now.

Silence for a long time.

"Have I been in God's Domain for hundreds of years?" In a trance, Lin Fan felt so unreal, that some things were right and wrong...

"Oh, it's beautiful to think about it, it's only been one night." Situ Lan pointed to the small window in the confinement room, and he could see the red sun rising in the sky, and the morning glow spread out like a tide.

"This milk tea..." Lin Fan looked at the milk tea in Situ Lan's hand.

Situ Lan forcibly exhaled, returning to her previous look as cold as an iceberg, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, that Yin Qingyue just throws things around, you said that it would be a pity if I lost this cup of milk tea, I just happen to be a little thirsty again. , this is..."

See Situ Lan's forcible sophistry.

Lin Fan couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, just say gluttony. I didn't expect that, I didn't expect the dignified military **** to be addicted to milk tea one day."

"I don't know who said it before, I am a dignified military god... This thing is not as nutritious as a compressed biscuit..."

Lin Fan imitated Situ Lan's ruthless sarcasm~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

But the next moment, Lin Fan's laughter stopped abruptly.

"That." Looking at the expressionless Situ Lan, Lin Fan swallowed dryly and said with a serious face, "To be reasonable, I can actually understand. After all, it's normal for girls to like sweet things..."

"Haha." Situ Lan sneered twice and took a sip of milk tea, "Just understand."

Lin Fan said with a trembling voice, "Then can you take the gun away from my head, I promise not to laugh anymore."

It's true that this military god's temper is too irascible.

Lin Fan never expected that this Situlan would fire the gun... Looking at the pitch-black muzzle in front of him, Lin Fan felt regretful. The **** of muscle...

Situ Lan snorted coldly, put away the pistol that exuded a touch of divine might, and silently took a sip of milk tea.

Lin Fan paused for two seconds, then suddenly said, "Where's Yin Qingyue?"

"Going out to buy milk tea." Situ Lan snorted subconsciously, "Hmph, only a little girl would treat such things as milk tea..."

Half way through.

Situ Lan looked at the milk tea in her hand.

Stopping the words, the old face became hot again.

after all.

It's a bit embarrassing for a dignified military **** to be addicted to milk tea like those coquettish bitches.

But...it's really good.

Situ Lan took another sip. Seeing the smile in Lin Fan's eyes again, he suddenly said, "You still have the heart to look for Yin Qingyue."

"If I were you, I would just pack up and run for my life now." My believer in the global gods is Galen https://