Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

A fire appeared in the night, and the fire illuminated the darkness, causing the crowd to cheer and dance.

A wisp of clear spring appeared in the dry desert, moisturizing the barren earth, green plants began to grow, trees took root, and became a piece of greenery.

Facing the cold of winter, human beings built airtight houses, lit warm stoves, and weaved clothes to keep out the cold.

A variety of scenes that I hadn't noticed on weekdays appeared in Kemisi's mind.

"This time, I won't change what I'm comfortable with without a bottom line."

"I want you all, I'm in charge! Even if I can't finish this road of adaptation, even if I can't be the true **** of adaptation!"

"You, you are under my control!"

"Listen to my will!"

Kemisi gritted his teeth and roared at the rushing elements in his body and every cell that tried to adapt to these elements. He who never resisted adaptation, at this moment, tried to regain full control of his body for the first time.

In the darkness that enveloped his consciousness, a beam of fire suddenly rose.

The fire was weak, but it changed the darkness.

It is like the first fire created by the ancestors of the gods facing the darkness for the first time. Although the fire is dim, it symbolizes the first "adaptation" and change of the gods, insisting on himself and not letting himself be swallowed by the night. .

Every cell of Kemisi sends out a strong desire, as if to adapt to those elements, but for the first time, Kemisi's will resists the instinct to adapt, forcing its own cells not to adapt.

next moment.

Kemisi opened his eyes.

The cells in his body all calmed down at this moment, obediently obeying his will, and no longer blindly changing with the material he touched.

The entire body, countless cells, all serve his will!

At the same time, at the foot of Kemisi, the last step finally condensed, and the ever-changing temple also stopped changing, completely solidified.

It is a flashing and colorful temple, with the withered yellow of yellow sand, the surging of the wind, the red of the flame, the blue of the ocean, the green of the leaves, and the reflection of the metal...

All kinds of elements are wonderfully condensed on this temple.

In front of the gate of the temple, stood an ancient stone tablet.

"The God of Change".

Kemisi smiled helplessly: "So I'm not the **** of adaptation at all, but the **** of change."

"Cunning, the God of Adaptation was clearly written before."

"Is this the final test, deliberately misleading me with a wrong name, and see if I choose to adapt without a bottom line. In the end, I lose myself, and I still insist on changing..."

At this moment, he can clearly feel that every cell of the body that was not controlled by himself is now under his full control, and can be changed at any time by his will.

Kemisi clenched his fists.

The right hand instantly turned into flame, and with a thought, it turned into cold ice again, and then turned into metal.

These transformations did not follow the material they touched, but burst out completely with Kemisi's will.

Kemisi walked through the last steps and walked in slowly before reaching the temple.

At the end of the temple, a colorful throne containing all the elements was spotless, as if waiting for its master.

Chun's underground fortress.

Kemisi's breath completely dissipated.

Chun Lao frowned and looked at Kemisi: "Is he really dead?"

"Haha, that's fine." Old Chun smiled, "It saved me a lot of thought."

Old Chun took his attention away from Kemisi, turned to look at Lin Fan, Zhao Yaxin, Liu Siqiao and the others, and said with a sneer, "You guys wait for a while, I'll dig out his path to divine experience first, and then I'll send you... on your way."

If there is no such thing as a door-to-door divine experience, then in the final analysis, Mr. Chun wouldn't dare to deal with these goods.

After all, he is just a **** used by the devil to collect "goods". In a sense, these "goods" are the meaning of his existence.

In the eyes of the devil, these captured "goods" are more important than his Chun family. If the Chun family is gone, it is nothing more than cultivating the next Zhang family, Wang family, Li family or Lin family. meaning of existence.

But if Chun Lao has the road to divine experience.

There is no doubt that he is no longer a **** at the bottom, and his importance is directly elevated!

At that time, he will kill these goods if he wants, because their value is far greater than these goods, and those demons will not say much.

Looking at Old Chun's icy smile, and then looking at Kemisi, who had completely disappeared from the ice, Lin Fan's face was ugly.

There is no doubt that if you don't do anything, then you and everyone else will die here!

"Purge!"

Lin Fan roared wildly in his heart, and the fire of purification instantly swept through, and the frozen body instantly returned to normal, freeing him from confinement.

But it only lasted for a moment.

Almost at the moment of breaking free from confinement, Lin Fan's body was frozen again by the coldness that filled the air.

Lin Fan refused to admit defeat and pushed the mercury belt around his waist again. In lol's setting, the mercury belt was equivalent to another purification, and it was the life-saving artifact of all ADCs.

The clean breath swept out, flowing like mercury in every corner of Lin Fan's body. The coldness in Lin Fan's body was instantly purified, and the frozen body regained flexibility again.

but……

"Whoa."

Before Lin Fan could make a move, Lin Fan, who had recovered again, was instantly frozen again.

"Some of the skills of the gods are really stronger than the skills in lol." Lin Fan also understood at this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This cold air is equivalent to a ubiquitous control skill. The key is to maintain control, even if it is short-lived. To break free of this control, as long as it is still in the cold, it will be instantly frozen again.

Unless there is the bloodline of the Berserker Olaf that will never be shackled, Lin Fan can't get rid of this continuous control skill at all.

"Oh?" Elder Chun also noticed Lin Fan's two brief escapes, frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Fan with interest: "It seems that you have a lot of secrets."

"Don't worry, I will keep you and dig out all your secrets."

"But before that, the road to divine experience was more attractive to me."

Old Chun looked at Kemisi, who was frozen in the ice, and slowly stretched out his hand. The old palm passed through the ice like a skating blade and plunged towards Kemisi's heart.

But at the next moment.

Old Master Chun was stunned.

Kemisi, who was already "dead", suddenly burst out with terrifying elemental fluctuations in his body, and hundreds of completely different elements erupted at the same time.

The element of water, the element of wind, the element of fire...

At the same time, Kemisi's original metal body suddenly turned into flesh and blood. This is his original body, the true self that has never been seen since he became the God of Adaptation.

Kemisi opened his eyes.

Under the ice layer, Kemisi looked at the stunned Old Master Chun and showed a bright smile. It was the first time he smiled with his unique body since he became the so-called God of Adaptation.