Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Although Galen is brave, in terms of control, the big sword can only smash one [Silence] effect at most.

But in the settings of lol, even if it enters the silence effect, you can also perform basic attacks.

Lin Fan didn't think that the king of **** could withstand ordinary attacks by himself. After all, the difference in strength was just like the difference between heaven and earth.

A mediocre punch from someone might be able to beat all his followers to death.

If it weren't for the strange control skills possessed by Lin Fan's followers, the King of Hell had not been out of control for a moment, and he would have been wiped out long ago.

This is also the reason why Lin Fan did not let Morgana, Garen, Picheng policewomen and other religious races participate in the war.

The real absolute control, in the final analysis, there are only a few kinds of [suppression], [stun], [knock fly], this is the real hard control!

"Alright then." The Galens sighed in disappointment, "Follow the Lord God's orders."

"Okay, don't worry, there will be opportunities for you to appear." Lin Fan comforted these reckless men with a smile, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Silent.

very quiet.

The whistling wind stopped, and the thunderous roar also stopped. For a time, the originally lively and chaotic army of believers suddenly quieted down.

"Could it be that the King of Hell got rid of his control skills?" Lin Fan was startled, and hurriedly looked at the battlefield.

But then.

Lin Fan's expression became strange.

Crowley didn't get rid of skills.

The reason for being quiet is only because the believers have found an easier way, instead of frantically unleashing control skills...

More than four hundred desert emperors stood in a circle around Crowley.

The two desert emperors activated their big moves at the same time, and a row of sand soldiers armed with spears and shields instantly appeared on the ground under their feet, rushing towards each other.

In LoL's setting, their shields are strong enough to knock up and knock back any enemy.

But what's interesting is that if two desert emperors are facing an enemy at the same time, summoning two rows of sand soldiers standing opposite each other...

At this moment, Crowley had a lifeless expression on his face. He had just been blown away by the shield held by a row of sand soldiers, but before landing, he was blown away again by the sand soldiers summoned from another row towards the previous one. direction……

Just like a ball.

Abruptly, the opposing sand soldiers constantly used their shields to shake them flying, bounced from one side to the other, and then bounced from the other side to this side, and the cycle went on and on, as if there was never an end in sight.

Every time the sand soldiers dissipated, two other desert emperors would immediately release their ultimate move, summoning two rows of sand soldiers to make up for it...

a time.

Crowley suddenly felt like he was the ace of hell, bouncing back and forth between the two rows of sand soldiers.

The most important thing is that as the king of hell, Crowley obviously has the ability to fly, but for some reason, in these states of being knocked into the air, his demon power completely collapsed, and he couldn't even fly.

"When will he come down?" The inextinguishable mad thunder around below yawned, "I want to shoot a few more times."

"That's right, Desert Emperor, don't play, even though we're a little more relaxed, but... if we don't shoot it for nothing, we won't shoot it!"

"Wait a little longer." The desert emperors were a little reluctant: "Let's play for a while, this thing is much more fun than hitting a ball... I'll play it for you in a while."

In this regard, Shadow of War, Card Master, Feng Nu, Dragon Turtle, etc. expressed their dissatisfaction.

Obviously it's everyone's toy, you desert emperor only cares about yourself playing, it's very immoral!

That's right.

Now the king of **** who enjoys chewing his soul is already a toy in the eyes of many believers...

"Please kill me." Crowley was shot with doubts about life, and roared angrily: "I'm so fed up! How can there be such things like you!"

"You are the devil! Uh... I am the devil..."

Crowley looked helpless.

He thought that he, the king of hell, was cruel enough.

Unexpectedly, the encounter today is even crueler than myself!

"I want to kill you too," Lin Fan said, "but I can't kill you. Didn't you say that the light of the righteous path will take five minutes to recover?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Crowley, who was still proud when he said "five minutes to recover", suddenly looked uncomfortable: "I have to wait five minutes?"

a time.

Crowley felt like five minutes was so long...he really wanted to die here.

After all, as long as he dies, this part of his spiritual sense summoned by the blood sacrifice will return to his body.

And every second here is like a real hell. The king of **** was played like this by a fifth-order kid in the realm of the gods. This is simply a public execution.

Crowley was extremely complicated.

If it wasn't for the one who came here, it was just the summoned divine sense, there were no contracts that sealed the soul, no demons followed, and even **** magic tools were not brought.

The strength is not one in ten, and the power that can be used now is only the souls of a dozen gods that have just been swallowed.

Can this kid play like a ball with the help of many believers like he does now?

You know, Crowley is the king of hell, the devil in charge of contracts, and the most shrewd businessman in hell!

As a demon, although you can't open up the realm of the gods and cultivate your own believers like the gods.

But on the other hand, demons can continue to harvest loyal apostles through contracts, and these apostles can even be gods!

As the king of hell, Crowley has hundreds of millions of contracts, and all the demon apostles who have distorted their souls work for him, including some powerful gods and terrifying demons.

A fifth-order **** like Lin Fan, even if he has such an odd believer, is not enough to hold a finger against the King of Hell who holds a demon apostle and has all kinds of expensive magic weapons.

But unfortunately, he was just a divine sense that was summoned.

It is a shame that the king of **** was so publicly executed!

You must know that the former king of hell, the first demon Amy, brought endless fear and killing to the realm of the gods. When he arrived at his place, he was actually manipulated by a fifth-order kid. This comparison made Crowley mad!

"After I go back, I must torture the soul of that old man Chun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ thousands of times before chewing it to pieces!" Crowley said through gritted teeth, his words full of embarrassment.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Everyone looked at the king of **** flying around, not knowing what to say, and they couldn't rush forward, they could only laugh.

With everyone watching, Crowley didn't know what to say.

Time ticked by, and to Crowley, those five minutes were literally hundreds of years.

finally.

"Crack..."

The cracking sound of the ice layer sounded.

The frozen light finally flowed out, and the resonance bodies of the two higher gods of light and justice spit out a cold turbid air, and finally recovered from absolute zero.

The cold air in the body dissipated, the divine power surged again, and the frozen mind was awake again.

As soon as he recovered, the words full of middle-aged breath blurted out.

"As expected of the king of hell!"

"Even light and justice can be frozen."

"But justice and light will eventually break free!"

"Come on, have a hearty battle with me!"

"Next, divide life and death, and decide between righteousness and evil!"

The light of the righteous path is flowing with rays of light, the phantom of the temple of light above the head, wearing the word justice, and a sudden burst of divine power.

Holding the Hammer of Justice and the Divine Sword of Light high, he turned around with his eyes full of fighting intent, preparing for the next decisive battle.

It will be a battle of light and dark, good and evil.

It must be endless and hearty!

Just the next moment.

The light of the righteous path, which was full of fighting spirit, suddenly stopped, and looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief.

"Okay, okay, don't make poss." Lin Fan beckoned to the righteous light who was ready to fight to the death, with a mortal consciousness, and said with a relaxed smile, "Come here and give him a sword, Stabbed to death!"