Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The **** of technology is puzzled,

After all, this virtual world is his home ground, but it obviously didn't construct any flags.

How could these flags appear?

But the next moment.

The God of Technology's face suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the 856 battle flags. It could feel that they were not constructed by themselves, but a killer that penetrated the barrier of reality and virtuality!

The battle flag was swaying, and the broken flag seemed to sing a silent battle song.

"Where did these things come from!"

The **** of technology widened his eyes.

next moment.

The 856 German battle flags slammed down like a thunderbolt, pinning the virtual soldiers directly to the ground.

"The heart of the battle, until the end of the day!"

"Those who violate my German state will be punished even if they are far away!"

A heavy roar resounded through this virtual space, and the invisible and terrifying Wang Wei seemed to be the king of this virtual world!

[German Battle Flag]!

【Dragon Clash】!

The Demacian princes wearing golden armors held long lances and rushed into the battle formation as unstoppable as giant dragons, swept towards the battle flag all the way.

The faces of those virtual soldiers were stunned. Seeing that they couldn't avoid it, they all assumed defensive postures. Their legs were bent at a strange angle, their bodies leaned forward, their arms were folded in front of them, exuding a heavy weight as if they were rooted in the ground, ready to meet the impact.

This is the posture and angle at which the human body can withstand the impact to the greatest extent after precise calculation. At this moment, their virtual body is inserted into the ground like a lever, enough to withstand any impact below the sixth order.

At this moment, these virtual soldiers are extremely confident!

It is also the fifth rank. They have mastered countless fighting skills and possessed terrifying computing power.

Their icy eyes that flowed with data were knocked away like sacks.

This weird skill is also beyond calculation!

Standing under the banner, the Demacian princes stood holding lances, looking at the virtual soldiers in front of them with icy eyes, with mocking smiles at the corners of their mouths.

"Do you like computing?"

"Calculate it, my will!"

Those virtual soldiers stared at these princes in awe, completely ignorant of why these fifth-order human race believers have such a terrifying impact.

"No, no!"

"These are also beyond scientific calculations..."

"Shouldn't, shouldn't." The God of Technology murmured in a low voice, the charging postures of the Demacian princes were constantly replayed in his mind, and the frame-by-frame pictures turned into countless mechanical and geometric problems.

Substituting the strength, physique, and speed of these Demacian princes into it, the God of Technology can clearly calculate that the impact of these Demacian princes in an instant will never exceed the upper limit that these fifth-order virtual soldiers can withstand!

"But why, all the virtual soldiers standing in their way were knocked flying?"

"Why are they unstoppable?" The God of Technology carefully reviewed all the data, checked complicated formulas, and tried to find errors in calculations.

But no matter how he calculated, there was no answer.

Because the answer is actually quite simple.

These Demacian princes have an unstoppable will!

For a time, the "0" and "1" in the eyes of the **** of technology became more and more uncertain, and the quietly flowing data began to vibrate in disorder.

At this moment, more than 2,000 people from the Galen, the prince, and the Debang clan, stunned, pressed 6,000 fifth-order virtual soldiers to the ground and beat them!

Garen's skin is thick and fleshy, and the attack is powerful.

The long spear in the hand of the Debon director is like a dragon, and he swept away virtual soldiers one by one. With the blessing of bloodthirsty skills and passive blood recovery, he was like a tireless meat grinder, with an unending appearance.

The prince held a long lance, and every attack caused amazing damage under the blessing of the rhythm of war. The emperor's might and the constant eq 2 even made it impossible for these virtual creatures to escape.

Their attacks are all out of calculation!

An unavoidable attack.

Incomprehensible skills.

Lin Fan looked at the virtual soldiers whose rhythm had been disrupted, took a deep breath, and slowly condensed a thick black iron long sword in his hand.

Divine power pervades.

Lin Fan raised his head, his icy eyes looked at the **** of technology through the gap in the battlefield, and said slowly:

"All believers, do your best!"

"Shadow of war, charge with me!"

next moment.

Lin Fan's whole body was instantly enveloped by divine power, and an unstoppable aura filled the air!

The long sword was held high, and a majestic fighting spirit rose into the sky, which was the momentum that had been polished after countless fights!

【Shadow Impact】!

Shadow of War's ultimate move!

"Crazy!"

Looking at the virtual soldiers in front of him, Lin Fan's lips moved slightly, and he let out a low roar that seemed to come from hell,

At the same time, countless shadows suddenly appeared behind him, and in the shadows, rows of tall, terrifying ghost knights could even be seen, raising their iron hooves high!

Lin Fan held the long black iron sword high and took the lead in the charge! And the ghost knights behind him also raised their icy iron hooves, followed closely behind Lin Fan with a fearless aura, and rushed in a row!

At this moment, Lin Fan was the tip of a long charging sword.

And those ghost knights are the blades that follow!

The icy iron hoof seems to smash everything, it is the ultimate destruction!

Lin Fan's attack alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is like the charge of a legion! As if to trample these noble gods with iron hooves.

And behind Lin Fan.

There are also one hundred and thirty-two burly shadows of war stepping their iron hoofs. Behind them, there are also shadow legions!

There are only one hundred and thirty-two, but it is like the invincible charge of tens of thousands of terrifying undead!

The R skill [Shadow Impact] and the E skill's destructive charge were launched at the same time. The terrifying speed made the dragon turtles who were just starting to catch up, like a group of shadows rushing to the battlefield!

The trampled iron hoof was like thunder, making this virtual space tremble at this moment.

Behind Lin Fan, there was a wind girl who rode the wind, the bear rode the thunder and roared and ran, and there were countless sand soldiers!

The Picheng policewoman set up her icy firearm, and in the rolling yellow sand, the armored dragon turtle followed Lin Fan.

The Promise Sword Saint opened the plateau bloodline, and walked with the sword under the lingering sword energy.

The desert **** of death is slowly walking, like the last reaper, walking in the yellow sand.

The God of Technology frowned as he looked at Lin Fan, who was leading the charge with countless ghost knights.

This kind of charge is extraordinarily stupid.

If Lin Fan was the first to charge at the beginning of the battle, that would of course be the most reasonable choice.

But now, those human believers are already fighting with the virtual soldiers. If they launch a charge like this, aren't they afraid of accidentally hurting their friendly troops?

"Stupid tactics."

Under the playful gaze of the God of Technology, Lin Fan rushed into the battle formation with a shadowy Nether Knight in an unparalleled manner!

Faced with this kind of charge, those virtual soldiers have already calculated the countermeasures, and now they have condensed virtual horses and knives to meet them.

But just when they were about to cut off the horse's leg at a precise angle.

Shadows enveloped them.