Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Only the location of Lin Fan and the little girl not far away had no lower limit on the ground, and a high island was formed in the sunken scorched earth.

No grass grows.

Life doesn't exist.

Looking at the piece of land in front of him, Lin Fan swallowed.

At this moment, he finally understood how terrifying Situ Lan was.

I also understand why the gods describe the generals as pure destruction, a symbol of war.

Even Lin Fan suddenly felt that Situlan's previous plan to directly cover the first prison with firepower for the purpose of robbing the prison seemed to be quite reliable...

Although Lin Fan had seen the thousand-meter giant sword of the God of Light, the guardian deity of Lengcui City, and the hundred-mile giant dragon, those attacks were more powerful than Situlan's firepower coverage.

But the visual impact of this hot weapon is by no means comparable to those magical techniques.

Looking at the scorched earth in front of him, Lin Fan suddenly seemed to remember something, his face became tense again, and he looked around vigilantly: "Then, that **** of shadows..."

Situ Lan stared blankly at the scorched earth in front of him, as if he was already used to the scene in front of him, and said lightly, "He thought elementalization would not be hurt by the explosion."

"But he forgot."

"Although I don't know the magic of light, the light of the explosion can also destroy the darkness."

"From another point of view, supreme firepower is pure light."

Lin Fan pinched his ears and said loudly, "What did you say?"

Situ Lan was silent for two seconds, then slapped Lin Fan directly on the head: "Can you hear it now?"

Lin Fan shook his head, and a piece of gravel fell out of his ear, and the world was instantly clear: "Ah, I heard. Where did I say that God of Shadows went?"

"Dead." Situ Lan frowned and seemed a little regretful: "Unfortunately, I didn't catch him alive."

"These elemental gods are too fragile, and they will die if they accidentally touch them."

"I don't even use Bai Lin bullets, sub-munitions, or cloud bombs..."

Lin Fan: "..."

Please be a person.

What do you call a light touch?

Situ Lan looked at Lin Fan with a strange face, and suddenly asked, "What did you shout when the explosion happened?"

Lin Fan's face turned pale.

At that time, he thought that Situ Lan was going to blow up himself together, but he was so angry at that time that he didn't care about anything, so he yelled at Situ Lan directly.

So now, the key question is coming, I haven't been killed by the bomb...

"No, nothing." Faced with Situ Lan's question, Lin Fan replied tremblingly.

It was really the strength that Situ Lan showed was too terrifying.

Being stared at by Situlan like this, Lin Fan was under a lot of pressure, and suddenly felt that he might as well be bombed to death... How come he wasn't bombed to death?

But now Lin Fan also knows that he seems to have misunderstood Situ Lan before. After all, Situ Lan must have used his heart to save his life in this kind of firepower...

Nothing was said.

"Thank you for not killing the boss!" Lin Fan was so moved that he wanted to hug Situ Lan.

Situ Lan's face under the black ash quietly turned red, and he took two steps without expression, and moved quickly to dodge.

"Okay, if you don't leave a living hole, you won't leave a living hole."

"Let's go see that little girl."

Situ Lan looked at the little girl who seemed to be frightened by this intensive bombardment, sitting there in a daze, and rode the modified battlefield motorcycle again.

Lin Fan also stepped up quickly, rubbing his hands together, he wanted to hug Situ Lan's waist.

Although Lin Fan had a bad impression of Situ Lan.

But this waist, Lin Fan has been greedy for a long time.

Slim and powerful, strong and flexible.

Lin Fan wanted to touch it for a long time.

but……

"I advise you to be more honest now." Situ Lan rubbed his right hand on his waist, and the pistol attached to his waist turned to point at Lin Fan, his finger on the trigger.

With just a slight movement, there will be bullets of divine power that are enough to destroy any existence below the higher gods.

Lin Fan was silent for a while.

Holding the back seat of the motorcycle with both hands, they said righteously, "Who do you think of me, Lin Fan? Am I that kind of person?"

Situ Lan: "..."

Too lazy to say anything, Situ Lan twisted the accelerator abruptly, the motorcycle let out a roaring sound like a wild beast, the light of divine power flashed, and the battlefield motorcycle rushed straight away like a wild horse that had taken off its reins, jumped high, and fell to the ground. In the dense craters with a drop of more than ten meters, they almost jumped and rushed there.

This terrifying speed was even more exaggerated than Lin Fan who had activated all acceleration skills.

In just a moment, the two of them had already passed through the dense craters and arrived at the side of the seven or eight-year-old girl.

The little girl looked frightened and sat there dumbfounded, guarding the corpse of the twelfth-order **** whose head had been shattered, holding the toy puppet tightly in her arms.

"These killers don't talk about martial arts. They even robbed such a child as a meat shield." Situ Lan frowned slightly. Obviously, even the war gods who represented war could not tolerate this kind of behavior.

In war, at least there must be a basic moral bottom line. As soon as everyone faces a wave, those who deserve to die will die, and those who should live will live.

As a military god, Situ Lan never underestimated the cruelty of war, and she didn't mind letting those **** people die in great pain.

But start with a seven or eight-year-old girl.

This goes beyond the bottom line.

"Okay, little sister," Situ Lan rarely showed a gentle smile on her face. She bent down to support the little girl, and gently stroked the little girl's back to comfort her, "It's all over, don't be afraid."

"Come, tell my sister where you live, and my sister will send you back."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, as if she had recovered from her panic, and hugged Situ Lan's thigh: "Sister Situ, you are so kind!"

"I want to be a military **** as powerful as you when I grow up!"

Situ Lan nodded and smiled, rubbing the little girl's head: "What a good boy."

At this moment, Situ Lan showed a rare tenderness.

But then, Situ Lan's face changed slightly, as if thinking of something, watching the little girl's pupils shrink suddenly, her eyes were incomparably stunned.

Lin Fan also had a complicated expression and said tentatively, "Situ Lan...a little girl of this age, do you know what a **** of war is?"

"How did you know me!" Situ Lan almost exclaimed, and without hesitation took out the dagger.

no doubt.

A seven or eight-year-old girl, even in the realm of the gods, should be at an innocent age. It is impossible to know Situ Lan, and it is impossible to know the priesthood of the God of War.

"Sister Situ."

"God of war."

These words should never have come out of the mouth of a seven- or eight-year-old girl.

But this little girl in front of me...

Situ Lan suddenly took out the dagger, but the little girl seemed to be waiting for this moment.

At this moment, Situ Lan, who has always been extremely calm, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, did not change his face, and was like a stroll in the fire. Because of the little girl's two words, his mind suddenly lost for a moment, and his heart shook. consternation.

At this moment, the little girl's eyes suddenly burst into a deep darkness, like a vortex flowing in the bottom of her eyes.

Seeing these eyes, Situ Lan's eyes were lost for a while, and his consciousness instantly blurred, as if his soul was attracted by these eyes.

"Illusion!"

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Situ Lan's heart.

The next moment, Situ Lan bit the tip of her tongue and suddenly woke up.

Opening his eyes, Situ Lan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Just an illusion, I also want to..."

Halfway through the sentence, Situ Lan's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked in front of him with a horrified expression.

This is an endless green grassland.

Situ Lan's face was ugly.

"I didn't expect to actually enter the illusion."

"Look out."

"This little girl is the second killer. It's no wonder that the middle-aged woman at the time was stiff and her expression was in a trance... It must have been an illusion, and she was trapped so deeply that she became a puppet under her control."

Looking at the green grassland in front of her, Situ Lan gritted her teeth fiercely: "But even if it's an illusion, do you want to trap me, Situ Lan?"

"This will completely smash this illusion for you!"

The next moment, huge firearms suddenly appeared in Situlan's hands, bombarding the endless green grassland in front of him.

And the other side.

"Well, actually wanting to use brute force to break it is really the brain circuit that Situ Lan should have." The little girl looked at Situ Lan with a strange face, and she was speechless.

Lin Fan looked at the little girl who was talking weird words, turned his head and tugged at Situ Lan: "Situ Lan, don't you think she's weird?"

This pull.

Situ Lan fell directly to the ground and lay there with his eyes blank, his body still maintaining the posture when he was standing.

Lin Fan was stunned at the time: "Sudden death?"

"Hee hee, Lin Fan, you're really joking." The little girl held a doll and looked at Lin Fan with twinkling eyes, with an innocent smile on her face, "Sister Situ is asleep."

"Asleep?" Lin Fan was stunned, "How is that possible?"

"Well, to be exact, it's not that she fell asleep." The little girl giggled, "To be exact, she fell into my illusion."

As soon as this word comes out.

Lin Fan's face was instantly pale, and he subconsciously looked at the corpse whose head had been smashed to pieces by Situlan.

"Hey, the response is so fast." The little girl smiled and carried the doll, "You should have guessed it."

"I'm the phantom **** who is going to kill you."

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As soon as this word comes out.

The little girl's eyes became deep and dark again, and there seemed to be a black vortex flowing in it, as if people couldn't help but sink into it.

Lin Fan subconsciously closed his eyes.

But it's too late.

Lin Fan only felt that his will began to blur in an instant.

next moment.

Lin Fan's eyes were dull for a moment, and his whole body stiffened in place.

Of course, Lin Fan couldn't resist the illusion that even Situ Lan could not resist.

Even if the spirit is lifted, the mind is already prepared.

After all, this is a 12th-order illusion god, and it is not comparable to Liu Mubai's 6th-order hypnotic **** of tricks.

"Hehe, are you all asleep?" The little girl looked at Lin Fan and pinched the faces of Lin Fan and Situ Lan.

The little hand opened the zipper of the puppet toy, and pulled out a **** knife with an eyeball still turning on the handle.

"Well."

The little girl looked down at Situ Lan and calculated with her little fingers.

"Although the mission only says to kill Lin Fan."

"But if Situ Lan is also killed together, it should make the Emperor Mei very happy."

"After all... Situ Lan is the four gods of order in the Order Society. The Order Society seems to be aware of the Meihuang's plan and is the Meihuang's number one enemy..."

"Then it's decided."

"Kill this war **** first, and then kill the little guy Lin Fan." The little girl giggled.