Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The war of believers is completely opened.

Because of the difference in the time flow between God's Realm and God's Realm, Lin Fan and the God of the River only fought for one second, but in God's Realm, these believers have already started a life-and-death battle for more than an hour.

In just 72 minutes, 300 followers of Lin Fan were killed or injured, most of which were the three Demacia brothers who rushed forward.

But the army of 20,000 frogmen killed and wounded 3,000!

One-sided slaughter!

The **** of the river, who had already turned into a frogman, couldn't help but froze for a moment, his eyes full of astonishment.

"How is this possible?"

"A fifth-order boy, with sixth-order believers, that's all."

"More than 6,000 sixth-order believers, even if they can fight again, how can they defeat 20,000 seventh-order..."

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Fan's voice suddenly sounded.

Nothing is impossible.

Although Lin Fan's followers are only sixth-order, but with the blessing of various legendary equipment and high-level basic equipment, their strength has already reached seventh-order, and they are even stronger than ordinary seventh-order.

After all, the increase provided by legendary equipment and high-level equipment can far exceed those of ordinary basic equipment.

In addition, since Lin Fan cultivated the Poppy believers, the weapons used by the believers have also changed from shotguns to cannons. Originally, they were only rough swords and firearms made of black iron, but now they have all been upgraded to perfect ones doped with divine gold. arms.

This is a weapon capable of inflicting heavy damage to the gods!

As for the other sixth-order believers, it is not bad to be able to perfectly master the black iron forging technology, not to mention any hot weapons... Lin Fan's believers face these frogmen, which is simply a cross-generational crush.

After all, Lin Fan's followers are not ordinary believers, and their memories carry the technology of the lol world. While other believers were still drinking blood, Picheng policewomen began to use hot weapons. Now other sixth-order believers are still exploring how to perfectly forge black iron weapons, and Poppies have begun to use divine gold.

Not to mention, Lin Fan's followers also possessed all kinds of weird skills, which were waves of area skills, waves of control, waves of damage explosions.

Even ordinary flat a can't be avoided!

Hearing Lin Fan's voice, the **** of the river, who had been distracted, came back to his senses in an instant, turned his head to look, and saw that Lin Fan had appeared behind him at some point, holding a golden poker in his hand!

【Choice Card】!

Golden cards with stun effects, especially this one comes with normal attack blessings such as [Draining Soul Attack], [Headshot], [War Rhythm], and [Wuji Kendo]!

This shot is enough to make this seventh-order river **** fall directly.

Even if you don't die, you will directly lose the ability to continue fighting.

But at the moment when he saw this card, the frogmanized River God instantly felt an instinctive panic in his heart, and the frogman bloodline enhanced his sense of danger.

at the same time.

Improves its responsiveness and speed.

There was hardly any hesitation. At the moment when Lin Fan's card had not been released, the God of the River jumped again with his legs and jumped away.

at the same time.

A purple gas spurted out from the dense pimples on his body, filling the entire room in an instant.

"Bloodline Magic Frog Poison!"

Lin Fan only inhaled a tiny bit, and only felt a stench rush into his nose, followed by a tingling pain in his lungs, and his body became paralyzed.

"Quack, quack," the River God smiled proudly under the stairs: "I thought he was such a powerful boy, hehe, he was poisoned by my frog..."

Before he could finish.

"Purge!"

A holy flame spewed out from Lin Fan's body, and the toxin he inhaled was swept away by the white flame in an instant.

All discomfort disappeared instantly.

"Quack?" The River God tweeted in disbelief, but then got even more excited: "Quack, funny boy."

"It seems to be a secret that it can resist my toxins."

"However, do you think my poison is so simple? Even if you are immune, can you still see me in this poisonous mist?"

"If you can give your soul to Lord Lucifer, I'm sure Lord Lucifer will be even happier... Hehe, I can't wait."

Lin Fan held his breath.

At this moment, his vision was completely disturbed by the poisonous fog, and even the guard totem could not provide him with vision.

Lin Fan threw out a real eye, but he was also unable to see through the poisonous fog.

"Blocking the line of sight?" Lin Fan frowned slightly, trying to play the card in his hand towards the mist, but he couldn't play it!

lol settings.

There are two main prerequisites for a general attack, one is that the enemy target must be within the attack distance, and the other is that the enemy target must be within the line of sight.

"Hehe, do you know how much trouble you are in now?" The River God hiding in the fog sneered, and his position was constantly changing as he spoke.

The slender legs provide him with terrifying jumping power, and the webbed feet can make him jump without making any sound.

In the fog, no one can know its exact location!

Seeing that the boy actually closed his eyes, he looked like he gave up resistance.

"Die! Cuck!"

The river **** rushed over and spit out a mouthful of venom, and the terrifying toxin stabbed at the back of the boy like a sharp sword.

But in the next moment.

Lin Fan took a step to the left and directly avoided the poisonous mucus of the river **** by an inch.

The poisonous fog can block the sight, but it cannot stop the flow of the wind.

Although Lin Fan closed his eyes at this time, in his spiritual sense, no air flow around could escape his control.

No airflow in the entire room could escape his control.

Lin Fan also felt the power of his priesthood at this time. Without Zhang Chengfeng's teaching, all he can do now is to open [Fate] to lock the position of the God of the River.

But it is only limited to the position of the God of the River~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The skills released by the opponent are like the mucus that the God of the River spit out in the fog, and it is impossible to see, let alone dodge it so easily .

But now that he has mastered the essence of the **** of the wind, Lin Fan can not only grasp the position of the **** of rivers, but even detect everything around him, and is no longer limited to knowing the location of enemy targets.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the card master's [Destiny] skill is not powerful. After all, in addition to opening the Eye of Destiny, the main function of the [Destiny] skill is teleportation.

However, in close combat with loss of vision, the ability of the God of Wind is more suitable.

"Maybe that's what the teacher said."

"There is a balance that needs to be found between one's own priesthood power and the skills of believers." Lin Fan suddenly had a different feeling during the battle.

Seeing that Lin Fan managed to dodge the attack so easily, the river god's pupils shrank, and he was about to shift his position again under the cover of the poisonous mist.

but.

The **** of the river was shocked to see that at this moment, the poisonous mist that had filled the entire room quickly rolled back.

As if an invisible force condensed them again, the air in the entire room rushed to Lin Fan's palm at this moment.

Just momentarily.

There is no more poisonous fog in the whole room!

Those mists condensed into a purple-black sphere, condensed on Lin Fan's palm, surrounded by air currents, preventing them from spreading again.

The wind is blowing!

"Is this what you rely on?" Lin Fan took a deep breath of pure air, looking at the concentrated poisonous mist in his palm, and at the river **** in front of him.

this moment.

The **** of the river, without the cover of the poisonous mist, looked at the young man in front of him and trembled.

The boy who was bathed in the gust of wind and condensed the poisonous mist in his hands seemed to hold the master of the fate of the **** of the river!