Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"This seat is still a little hard." Crowley straightened up and rubbed his waist. "It's time to change a chair."

A high-level demon standing opposite the desk quickly and respectfully persuaded: "King, this chair is the head of a **** of war... Although it was cut off by Amy at the time, it also symbolizes the strength of our demons and your kingship. "It's better not to replace it."

"You..." Crowley frowned and suddenly smiled: "Are you against me?"

"Don't dare, my subordinates don't dare." The high-level demon quickly lowered his head.

Crowley smiled.

Taking out a contract from the briefcase on the table, at this moment, the higher demon slammed to the ground, begging loudly.

but.

"Sizzle."

Crowley slowly tore up the contract that contained the soul, put the soul inside in his mouth, and chewed it.

The next moment, the demon turned into powder in the roar, floating in the air, and there was no trace of its existence at all.

Crowley hiccupped and smiled.

"This guy is right." Crowley smiled at the other demon across from the desk. "Although this seat was left by Amy's guy...but it can't be replaced."

"but."

"Unfortunately, I am the king of hell."

Another high-level demon suddenly swayed. At this moment, the harmless and kind fat man in front of him made him feel the real cruelty and fear!

"Wang, we know it's wrong, I shouldn't have done anything with him on the books!" The demon was trembling and crawling on the ground: "We have stolen 2,000 souls, and the performance last month should be 10,000 souls... King, please don't kill me, those two thousand souls are here..."

Saying that, the demon tremblingly pushed a bulging briefcase in front of him.

Crowley smiled.

The demon was horrified.

Under that terrified gaze, Crowley slowly stood up, walked up to the demon, and looked at him condescendingly.

like domination.

But just when the demon thought he would die, Crowley suddenly said, "It seems that I underestimated your greed."

"However, that's fine."

"I'm not afraid that you are greedy, but I am afraid that you are not greedy."

"Hehe, the performance of 10,000 souls... tsk tsk tsk, after all this, you are still the sales champion this month."

Crowley picked up the bewildered demon, patted his shoulder, bent down and picked up the briefcase full of soul contracts, and handed it to him: "This is your bonus, work hard , maybe one day, I will promote you to be a business manager in charge of a certain plane."

a time.

The demon widened his eyes and looked at the king of **** in disbelief. His heart was filled with incomparable gratitude and the joy of not dying...and, loyal!

"It's my honor to be able to follow you!" The demon slowly knelt down and bowed down, "I will work harder and do my best for you! Gather more souls!"

a time.

This undead demon has already begun to fantasize about being promoted to a business manager.

But in the next moment.

A plume of black smoke passed through the walls of the great hall and slowly melted into Crowley's body.

"Huh?" Crowley's smile froze slightly.

"New King, you..." The demon who had just been pardoned was tense again.

"It's okay," Crowley waved his hand and laughed to himself: "Haha, it's kind of interesting."

"I actually defeated my spiritual incarnation..."

"It's the perfect product, it's a dream come true."

Crowley raised his head, his greedy eyes seemed to pass through the blood-red sky, through the barrier of the crystal wall of the plane, and saw the figure of a young man.

That is a soul sweeter than any god.

suddenly.

Crowley spoke slowly, and this time, his voice was like a roar from the depths of hell, spreading throughout **** and into the ears of every demon.

"I, Crowley."

"In the name of the king of hell, issue a decree."

"From today onwards, no one is allowed to trade with the soul of the **** Lin Fan."

"Because, that's mine."

this moment.

The whole **** knows that the king of **** has regarded a **** named Lin Fan as his own.

At this time, Lin Fan didn't know his name and had already been noticed by countless demons.

He followed Lin Weimao to the lobby of the military base, and finally came to the door of a meeting room.

This is the meeting room used by the Patronus to have a private conversation with someone.

"You come in with me first." Lin Weimao glanced at Lin Fan, then turned to Zhang Chengfeng and Zhao Yaxin and said, "You two, wait a moment, I will talk to you separately."

Zhang Chengfeng and Zhao Yaxin nodded.

Taking Lin Fan into the meeting room, Lin Weimao closed the door.

The meeting room was not large, at most ten square meters in size, and the surrounding walls were covered with divine gold and conferred divine stones to block divine power from prying eyes.

"Sit." Lin Weimao ordered Lin Fan to sit down at will, and then sat down on the main seat.

Lin Fan was still a high school student after all, and being treated like this by the Patronus made him a little nervous.

After all, there are too many "sins" on him.

Fighting puppet.

order meeting.

The Great Demon King of Lengcui City.

Lin Fan was not surprised to say that the guardian deity wanted to clean him up.

Looking at Lin Fan who was sitting in front of him and was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands, Lin Weimao smiled: "Don't be so restrained."

"I asked you to come here, I just want to tell you something." Lin Weimao said lightly: "First of all, thank you for tonight's affairs."

"However, you won't receive any public thanks, and I won't even give you a compliment in front of outsiders. At most, I will secretly give you some belief points as a reward, but the number will definitely not be too much, only 10 million belief points. value."

"The reason, you should know."

"Now we can be sure that the Chun family is not the only family in Leng Cuicheng. The most important thing is that the high-level officials of the kingdom of God... Forget it, you don't understand so much, anyway, this is for your own good."

Lin Weimao glanced at Lin Fan and suddenly froze: "Aren't you sad?"

Lin Weimao couldn't understand the bright smile on Lin Fan's face.

A normal teenager, knowing that he has done such a great deed, did not receive any praise. It stands to reason that his mentality would have collapsed a long time ago. Even if he did not collapse, he would definitely be quite disappointed.

In the end, Lin Fan looked like he had won the grand prize!

Under Lin Weimao's stunned gaze, Lin Fan grinned: "Ah, it's fine, I was thinking that if you praise me, wouldn't it be difficult for me to find someone to rob me of my faith value... Eh, I mean, not so much. People beat me up."

joke.

I, Lin Fan, just counted on the name of the Great Demon King of Lengcui City to draw hatred for myself. If you give me the whole three good citizens, spread the word about how I helped rescue the perfect goddess.

Who will beat him after this?

Even if you take the initiative to promote it, I, Lin Fan, can't agree! If it weren't for the conditions, I would have wanted to kidnap Zhao Yaxin myself!

No matter how good a one-time public reward is, it is not as good as a steady stream of irritable brothers. I, Lin Fan, can still tell which one is more important. Only by hard work can we achieve sustainable development.

Lin Weimao glanced strangely at his big boy, and said with a complicated expression: "Okay..."

"Second, you have to worship Zhang Chengfeng as your teacher."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Fan was stunned: "What?"

"What?" Lin Weimao frowned, "Don't want to?"

Lin Fan nodded bluntly: "Well, I don't want to."

"Oh? Why?" Lin Weimao was stunned for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You should know the status of Mr. Zhang Chengfeng, and being his student will get the best education and resources. "

"I can even guarantee that, as his student, you will definitely become a Holy Court Paladin in the future."

"I think, even your father should want you to do this."

Lin Weimao looked at Lin Fan meaningfully.

but.

Lin Fan still just said, "I don't want to."

No explanation.

After all, it's not easy for Lin Fan to explain. Once he becomes a student of that old man Zhang Chengfeng, he is afraid that he will be investigated by countless people, or even attracting attention.

At that time, when someone with a heart digs deep, the crime of disguising as a fighting puppet is easy to say, but once the incident of collusion with the order will be exposed... I am afraid that I will be executed in minutes!

Lin Fan had already decided that he would not be the apprentice of that old Master Zhang if he killed himself.

"Hehe, don't you explain it?" Lin Weimao looked at Lin Fan who was defiant, and smiled: "Actually, you have many excuses to use, for example, Mr. Zhang Chengfeng's strength is not high, and he was arrested to save you. Or, every time Mr. Zhang Chengfeng looks at you, he looks like an old glass..."

"but……"

Lin Weimao's voice became indifferent again, and the silver mask reflected an icy luster.

"I know that the real reason for your refusal is this."

Lin Weimao slowly took out a bullet from his arms and put it on the table.

Black iron bullet.

Forge rough black iron bullets.

Even on the warhead, which is not very streamlined, it seems that someone has dug a deep groove with a knife to insert something.

The moment he saw the bullet, Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up on his knees like a cheetah, looking like he was ready to escape at any time.