Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The mist evaporates.

The vast white fog blocked the sight of the Picheng policewomen.

For humans, sight is the most important sense.

The fog that blocks the line of sight is also recognized as the most strategic means to target the human race, especially for snipers.

In addition to relying on vision, the undead clan's perception of the enemy also relies on the perception of the breath of living beings.

Move freely even in the fog.

But this moment.

This fog has completely become the battlefield of Picheng policewomen.

Although the line of sight was blocked, the Picheng policewoman clearly knew the location of the undead warrior who stepped on her trap.

The yordle trap is simply a trap that can trap the undead warrior for up to two seconds.

But two seconds is enough!

"boom!"

The flames spewed from the muzzle penetrated the fog.

The swirling bullets shot out like thunder from the barrel, shredding the fog on the road ahead and disturbing the air.

It only took 0.01 seconds.

"puff."

Accurately extinguished the soul flame of the undead warrior.

"This, how is this possible!"

Zusi's eyes froze.

The barrage was also instantly silent, and then the screen was refreshed again!

"How do these female believers do it?"

"They have been blocked from sight, how can they know the location of these undead warriors?"

"Have you peeped at the screen?"

Principal Yang smiled.

"Screen peeping? Stupid."

Principal Yang glanced at the virtual battlefield and saw metal traps hidden under the fog and grass.

"Um?"

"Lin Fan's Divine Realm actually already has a trap-making process?"

"Although the production is rudimentary."

"But...that's the real trap."

At this time, some viewers also noticed that something was wrong.

"Is this a trap?"

"Wori, is this still fun?"

"When everyone else is drinking blood, you won't talk about hot weapons in your human race, and why do you set up traps?"

"I'm just asking how to fight this?"

Just this short time.

More than seventy undead believers have stepped on the trap.

Next, they were greeted by bullets proclaiming death, shot from the mist, accompanied by judgment-like flames and gunshots.

The dense traps cannot be avoided at all.

In just a short time, the remaining 200 undead legions lost one third.

The undead warriors and undead assassins who survived did not dare to take another step, for fear that the next one would be themselves.

This death, hidden in a strange fog, terrified them more than the cruelty on the battlefield.

It was as if the gods of death were watching them in the mist.

In the fog, they stood still, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

"The battle is over." Principal Yang nodded towards Yi Rubing.

really.

The short stalemate soon ended.

The gust of wind that Lin Fan evoked directly blew the fog away.

Without the cover of the fog, those undead warriors and undead assassins exposed to the sight of the Picheng policewoman are simply targets.

This is a one-sided slaughter!

In less than three minutes, the last undead warrior was killed by more than a dozen bullets at the same time, and the flame of his soul was extinguished, and he slowly fell down.

[Hint]: The battle is over.

[Tips]: In this quarter-final, Lin Fan won!

[Tips]: The virtual battlefield is closing, please exit the space.

Lin Fan glanced at the ashes of the ancestral temple on the opposite side, and withdrew from the competition.

Spiritual Mind did not return to the God Realm, but came to the virtual lounge through the God Realm Network.

Eight large screens lining the walls of the lounge are showing eight of the quarterfinal matches.

Principal Yang saw Lin Fan's somewhat transparent figure appear, and nodded slightly: "Soon, the other seven games are not over yet."

"Although part of the reason is because the opponent's strength is insufficient, and it is careless, I didn't expect you to cultivate a fifth faith race."

"But this time, my No. 3 High School is also proud of you because of you. The heat of the game just now was even faster than that of the No. 2 High School Colonel."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and followed Principal Yang's gaze to one of the big screens.

"Zhao Yaxin, a freshman from No. 2 middle school, VS Meng Ding, a freshman from No. 4 middle school."

"Zhao Yaxin."

Seeing this name, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with solemnity.

This Zhao Yaxin is the famous No. 2 Lieutenant Colonel Hua, and also the seed with the greatest potential.

Even the official has made her a new generation of goddess, intentionally or unintentionally.

This 1/8 final was watched by 8 million people!

It shows its popularity.

Lin Fan knew that being able to gain such a high popularity was impossible just by virtue of her beautiful appearance.

"I'm also a little curious, what's so great about this second lieutenant colonel."

Lin Fan looked at the screen.

Inside is overlooking the battle between the two gods from the perspective of God.

The battle is fierce.

Meng Ding is commanding his Zerg army, launching the last charge.

Zhao Yaxin's followers waved their white wings, hovered in the sky, and released bows and arrows.

The green light reflected on the bow and arrow clearly contained toxins.

These believers flying in the sky are noble and elegant, just like a group of angels.

At the top, Zhao Yaxin is wearing a white robe, and her beautiful face makes every frown and smile full of charm. It is pure beauty, and her whole body exudes a sacred brilliance.

Even the distressed appearance of frowning slightly because of the stalemate in the battle situation caused the barrage to brush up with "Ouhou~".

Although Zhao Yaxin's followers looked like humans, the huge white wings behind them made Lin Fan's pupils shrink.

The names of powerful races come to mind!

"Angel race?"

"God race?"

Lin Fan's breathing was slightly rapid.

"That's not true. Otherwise, Zhao Yaxin would have already entered the Divine Academy of Divine Kingdom No. 1 Middle School." Principal Yang scratched his bald head: "These are just feather elves."

Lin Fan finally exhaled.

After all, Zhao Yaxin might become her opponent.

If she really has such a terrifying race of faith as the Angel Race or the Divine Race, then Lin Fan doesn't have to compete anymore, and it's not too embarrassing to simply abstain.

"But don't underestimate it. Although Feather Elves are elves, they are also the best among low-level elves. Their speed, intelligence, physical strength and strength are far superior to ordinary elves, and they can even use some magic. Of course, there is also flying. ability."

Principal Yang said this, his tone slightly paused: "The key point is that Zhao Yaxin has only used this belief race until now."

Lin Fan was stunned.

These newly promoted demigods, who can become the top sixteen, basically have four or five faith races.

but…

Zhao Yaxin, so far only the feather elves have been used?

Of course it can't be because Zhao Yaxin has only one religious race.

But she has never met an opponent who can use the second race.

Lin Fan suddenly became interested.

In the battle screen, Meng Ding's Zerg army has all rushed into Zhao Yaxin's realm, and the two sides' trial has ended.

Next, there will be a real decisive battle!