Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

In the second prison building.

The God of Speed ​​stood in front of the paper house with a playful smile on his face, and stretched out a hand towards the bullet.

in his eyes.

At a speed of 300 meters per second, the bullets shot forward while shredding the air, like a basketball thrown by a junior high school student.

Although it is still barely able to be said to be fast.

But still easy to stop.

The God of Speed ​​moved his palm, his fingers were like a big net, grabbing the bullet.

But at the moment when the bullet was about to be caught between his fingers.

The rotating bullet seemed to be affected by a sudden force, and it rolled back and forth and swept down.

Lightweight and incomparably bypassed his fingers.

Even the speed increased instantaneously, the God of Speed ​​suddenly sensed something was wrong, the divine power of speed surged through his body, and his right hand grabbed the bullet like electricity.

but.

This bullet, which he could easily hold in his eyes, actually exploded at a terrifying speed at this moment, as if it had been smashed by someone, and shot down sharply!

The God of Speed ​​grabbed it, and even made it empty, watching the bullet roll back and forth and shoot into the paper house in front of him.

"Tear."

The fragile white paper was easily pierced and cut open in an instant, and the bullet shot into the paper house, leaving only a small hole in the white paper that served as the wall.

"boom!"

The twelfth-order speed **** suddenly fell from the air and fell to the ground.

In the seemingly long time just now, but in fact it was only a short moment, he who kept moving at a high speed exhausted all of his speed power and exited the state of high-speed movement. The world that was extremely slow in his eyes became normal again.

The **** of speed, although has a terrifying speed.

But the consumption of this terrifying speed is also huge.

The God of Speed, who had overdrawn the divine power of speed, slumped to the ground in a daze, looking at his empty right hand, there was only one thought in his mind: "How is that possible!"

How could you possibly be empty?

The speed of the bullet is obviously not fast, and he is the **** of the 12th-order speed... No, it is not his own problem, but that bullet seemed to have been manipulated at the end, and it started to roll, and the speed became faster, It was as if someone had been slapped hard...

etc.

The God of Speed ​​suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he saw something.

The index finger of the left hand is carefully placed in the palm of the right palm, as if provoking something, and it is carefully observed in front of him.

in the air.

A thin line so subtle that it is almost imperceptible, glittering and shining with the light of divine gold.

"The thin line!"

"The final roll, and the sudden acceleration... Someone is shaking this thin line!"

"The bullet just now was tied with a thin wire for manipulation!"

The **** of speed suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall buildings outside the window.

"Someone is always manipulating that bullet, that is to say, that person hasn't gone far, and has been holding this thin thread from beginning to end!"

Looking down the thin line in his hand, through a window.

He seemed to see the figure of a young man standing on the roof, looking at himself with cold eyes.

In an instant.

The **** of speed suddenly felt a chill.

No matter who is manipulating this thin line... There is no doubt that this little trick will play all the patron saints here in the palm of your hand! Let the defense of more than 300 medium deities become a joke.

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"That guy Liu Mubai also said that this was just an unprofessional trick?" Lin Fan looked at the **** of speed who almost succeeded in catching the bullet, and smiled happily: "Fortunately, I learned it from him and used it in here."

Lin Fan looked at the almost insignificant thread that was tied to the palm of his hand.

At that time, after Liu Mubai left, Lin Fan, a stingy fellow who was overwhelmed and plucked, was of course reluctant to leave like that. He simply spent some time collecting all the divine gold filaments that Liu Mubai had not taken away by himself, and he also collected them again. Tie the cut ends together.

When Lin Fan was processing the bullet, he suddenly remembered Liu Mubai's hat-trick, so he left a backhand for himself and tied a thin thread to the bullet.

In case of any situation, I can use this thin wire to control the bullet.

It was on a whim.

The result was unexpected.

Really used it.

Situ Lan ran and jumped several times, and jumped a few times like a cheetah. He came to the roof where Lin Fan was, and looked at Lin Fan like a ghost.

She couldn't understand how Lin Fan did it. He was able to make the rotating bullet suddenly start to roll and fall. Coupled with the horizontal displacement of the previous bullet, there was almost no basis for the change in the trajectory, even if she was a war god. Can't do it.

Until Situlan saw the almost transparent filament of divine gold in Lin Fan's hand.

Situ Lan's eyes suddenly froze for a while.

"It's that simple?"

Situ Lan looked at the inconspicuous filament, "Is it because of this filament?"

But the next moment, Situ Lan suddenly seemed to think of something, but his expression became even more shocked.

Using a crudely made black iron rifle, he fired a bullet that was top-heavy and didn't even have a streamlined structure, achieving an accurate shot of 2,000 meters... and there was a filament tied to the bullet...

Situ Lan thought about it.

If it is me, I am afraid that the accuracy at a distance of 100 meters cannot be guaranteed. Every condition here is a nightmare that the top snipers can't accept.

The young man in front of him not only shot accurately, but the bullet was also very strange, and it actually passed through countless barriers and divine gold walls. Even through that silk thread, the ballistic trajectory is constantly adjusted, which is incredible but just right.

This……

Could it be that this Lin Fan was a military **** who was delayed by his studies?

"Lin Fan, have you ever thought about becoming a soldier?" Situ Lan looked at Lin Fan with complicated eyes: "Follow me! I'll assign you the position of a regiment commander!"

"I really thought about becoming a soldier." Lin Fan glanced at Situ Lan: "But it's better to mess with you."

joke.

I want to live a few more days.

messing with you? As far as Situ Lan's brain is concerned, maybe one day he will somehow become cannon fodder.

"By the way, can that guy really come out on his own?" Lin Fan glanced at Situlan.

Situ Lan sneered: "If he can't come out, don't occupy the seat of the four gods of order, why don't you come and sit."

"Okay, the fragments of the high-level artifact have been sent in, there's nothing else to do next, let's just watch the excitement here." Situ Lan stood on the roof with her sleeves and looked down, said lightly, "I didn't expect that. , this time it is really thanks to you, a low-level god, that the order and I will owe you a favor."

Lin Fan didn't pay much attention to what he owed a favor, and was just stunned for a moment: "Since it's all right, shouldn't we run now?"

"Those guardian gods will definitely find us in the direction, and if we don't run, then we will..."

"Hehe," Situ Lan said, "You think this guy is about to come out. Do these guard gods still have time to take care of us?"

really.

Before the **** of speed could gather the remaining divine power into his eyes to see clearly the appearance of the young man two thousand meters away.

The sound of paper rubbing suddenly sounded in the paper house.

In an instant.

Even with the **** of speed, the more than 300 guard gods present all came back to their senses~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stared at the paper house with a serious look, as if there was something inside. What terrifying existence is about to break out!

they know.

Now is not the time to find out who actually carried out this attack.

The real danger has only just begun.

"First-level alert!"

The officer who is the **** of metal of the twelfth rank suddenly shouted, and then took out the walkie-talkie: "Report to the military of Lengcuicheng, the No. 2 prison building asks for support, ask for support!"

"The paper house was broken! Repeat, the paper house was broken!"

"The **** of adaptation may be out of control, and the **** of adaptation may be out of control! Request support!"

After finishing speaking, the God of Twelfth-Order Metal did not wait for any reply, just turned off the walkie-talkie, and took a deep breath: "Everyone has it."

"Smash the paper house, grab the bullet in front of it, and don't let him touch it!"

The voice fell.

Thirteen medium-sized wind gods floated up under the support of the strong wind, and shot several wind blades towards the paper house.

The gust of wind turned into an invisible blade and swept away, as if a sharp blade was flying around, instantly shattering the thin layer of white paper that made up the house, turning it into debris.

immediately.

The picture in the paper house was finally revealed.

A strange creature with a pure white body that looks like a stack of sheets of paper was exposed to everyone's sight.

That hardly counts as a "person".

It was just a pile of white paper assembled into a human shape. Although his face had facial features, his entire body was so fragile that it almost made one wonder if he could be torn apart like a piece of paper.

But this time.

The pile of white paper had already bent down, and with his "hands" full of wrinkled paper marks, he was about to touch a bullet that had fallen in front of him.