Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The fire of the earth jumped quickly and burned.

Lin Fan resisted all kinds of magical techniques smashed from above, desperately mobilizing all the divine power of the earth, trying to hook up the power in the depths of the earth.

But the ten gods of the earth joined hands to block, so that he could not mobilize the power of the earth at all. On the contrary, the earth pit he was in was still slowly closing.

Just when the outlet of the earth pit was only the size of a water bowl and was about to be completely closed.

A young man's face appeared above the pit, looking at Lin Fan expressionlessly through the opening of the hole that was about to close.

"It's you!" Lin Fan's blushing face instantly burst into blue veins, and his eyes were fixed on the young man, his eyes almost spitting out flames.

But the boy still had a blank expression on his face, as if defeating Lin Fan was not a matter of celebration.

"After all." Ren Sihe suddenly said to himself, "It's exactly as planned."

"No surprises."

"There are no challenges either."

"As usual...boring."

Ren Sihe seemed a little disappointed and looked at Lin Fan desolately: "I thought that you would bring me some challenges and surprises, which made me a little excited, but I didn't expect it."

"Although the believers are very powerful, in terms of the ability of war... you are just like those guys, so weak."

Lin Fan gritted his teeth: "If we can, let's fight face to face!"

"Should you nod your face?" Ren Sihe frowned and pushed the frame, "I am a **** of wisdom with no power, aren't you bullying honest people?"

"Uh, although I'm not an honest person either..."

"Forget it, it doesn't make sense to tell you this." Ren Sihe took another sip from the old cadre's tea jar and looked up at the battlefield ahead: "You have already lost."

"Although you can barely hold on right now, after a while, those gods who are good at melee combat will clean up your mage believers and archer believers, and then gather everyone's strength to easily kill you completely below. "

"You don't think that your mage believers and archer believers can deal with those gods of power and assassins in close combat?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Lin Fan's face instantly turned ugly, there was no doubt that this guy was right.

Although I can barely support myself now, but when my mage and archer believers are defeated...

But in the next moment.

Lin Fan suddenly saw Ren Sihe's face, which had always been so flat and without any waves, shuddered violently. He opened his mouth in disbelief and looked forward, as if he saw something extremely horrifying, and his pupils shrank in shock!

"How can it be!"

"impossible!"

"This... they are obviously just shooters and mages! Why can..."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, but he heard cold laughter.

"Oh, do you really think we are weak and powerless mages?"

"Have you ever heard the name of the melee mage Morgana?"

"Eat my sword!"

"Black magic? Only the weak need magic! Real men always rely on peace!!"

"Lord God, I'm sorry, today we Morgana changed jobs!"

Lin Fan was puzzled for a while, and then he seemed to understand something and laughed!

Morgana, never know where they are.

Although they are mages, they have a heart of chasing power and crit!

in the battlefield.

A fifteen-meter-tall God of Power sneered and waved a giant fist, wrapped in a mighty divine power, and smashed at the thin Morgana.

The eyes of this **** of power were full of excitement.

Although this fallen angel in front of him exudes the most evil and evil black magic breath that makes the gods fear, the purple wings are beautiful and dangerous.

But there is no fear or dread in the eyes of this God of Power.

Because, who would be intimidated by an unskilled mage?

Even if they have the three flames of purification condensed by the God of Purification, even if some mages recover their skills, they can still withstand the control effect three times!

This is crushing!

"die!!"

The God of Power grinned and slammed down with a punch.

But the moment the giant fist fell.

The Morgana looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds.

Although the Lord God forbids them to do so, but...

"Lord God, I'm sorry!"

"All Morgana, listen to my orders, four hurricane swords, one attack speed shoes, and one frenzy! High attack speed and fast movement speed!"

"Put our great sword in their mouths!"

As soon as this word comes out.

All Morgana instantly took out four big storm swords from their crotch, and took off the French wear shoes on their feet, put on the attack speed shoes, and inserted a pair of fanatical swords behind them!

The God of Power grinned and slammed down with a punch, thinking how far this Morgana would fly by him.

But in the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly stopped.

In front of him, Morgana, who was as thin as a little chick, not only was not knocked away by a punch, but instead stood there peacefully without shaking!

The slender arm was raised high and pressed against the huge fist like a hill of the God of Power, and he caught this terrifying punch with one hand!

even.

The God of Strength can feel the majestic power contained in that petite body, and his punch seems to hit an iron plate!

"That's it?" Morgana looked disdainful.

"No, it's impossible..." The **** of fifth-order power in front of him was full of disbelief, stared at the thin Morgana with wide eyes, and muttered.

This is obviously just a mage with no power.

but.

"Nothing is impossible." The skinny Morgana grinned and rolled up her sleeves. At this moment, her thin and slender body showed strong muscles, and every move contained terrifying power.

"God."

Morgana grabbed a forefinger of the God of Power and said in a cold voice, "Have you ever heard of it, Melee Mage?"

"Ah?" The **** of power was stunned for a moment: "What melee mage?"

An ominous premonition appeared in the heart of this **** of power~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was an instinctive fear.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Morgana, who was as small as a chicken in front of him, just grabbed his finger with one hand, and even made him unable to withdraw her finger with all her strength, as if she was welded to death there. It was as if... the finger was grabbed by a **** of power even stronger than himself!

"You..." The **** of power seemed to understand something, and his eyes widened in fear.

"Come on, punch me in front of me!" Morgana grinned and pulled the **** of power into the air, no longer as graceful as before, and flew directly to the brow of the **** of power, punching hard drop it!

"boom!"

With just this punch, this unlucky God of Power was almost knocked out alive.

At this moment, with the blessing of an attacking equipment, these Morgana have turned into melee mages. Their power at this moment is no less than that of the fifth-order **** of power! The key is to bring a crit!

At this moment, they are no longer elegant and elegant mage.

It is a warrior of a true man of iron and blood!

This kind of scene appears in every Morgana.

In just an instant, more than 300 Morgana seemed to have turned on the frenzy mode, turned into a mad dog, waving their pale arms and nails, and actually entered the team of the rushing God of Power and God of Assassin.

They used to be fallen angels, now they are the strongest warriors in history!

They are peerless men who have been delayed by their mage status!

But it doesn't stop there.

The other archer believers and mage believers who had been fighting hard with the melee gods, saw the Morgana's operations, and then looked at the storm sword on the Morgana's waist, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and there was a burst of light in both eyes. .

The door to a new world is open!