Global Age of Gods: Lords of Chaos

"If that's what you're thinking......" Liu Gao turned his head to look at the student behind him.

Sweeping over Huanglong Fu and Pang Feiyan, his gaze finally wandered on Fang Mu and Luo Xinyi.

Seeing this scene, Huang Longfu had an ominous premonition.

Pang Feiyan didn't say anything.

In the end, Liu Gao's eyes fell on Fang Mu.

"You're going on behalf of our class. "

In the stands, a young man sitting in the second row immediately raised his eyebrows when he saw that Liu Gao actually chose Fang Mu instead of his sister.

"I'm laughing to death, that little Nier is not the first in the elite class, I must tell my dad when I go back. The young man laughed.

Huanglong Fu closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and sighed, damn it, the teacher must have chosen him for the sake of his ancient red dragon's face. It's just that when he thought of Fang Mu's ancient red dragon, he really didn't have a more powerful believer than that ancient red dragon, and he was even more sad in his heart.

"It's troublesome. Fang Mu sighed helplessly.

He is not interested in this kind of limelight, can't he develop honestly and low-key.

Why do you always force me to do it.

I really don't want to pretend to be this kind of low-level force, and igniting the fire to become a god before the high school entrance examination is the best way to show off.

There is no sense of accomplishment in winning a fight with a child in the first year of junior high school.

Fang Mu didn't put himself on the same level as them in his heart.

Although the actual age is about the same as them.

"What are you doing so calmly at a young age, show it, otherwise others will look down on our elite class. Teacher Liu gently kicked Fang Mu's heel with his foot.

Fang Mu put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked up slowly.

"Hello. The boy in a black sweatshirt opposite him stretched out his right hand.

Fang Mu looked at him for two seconds, and only when the boy on the other side couldn't hold his face a little that he took out his right hand from his trouser pocket and touched it lightly.

"Hmm. "

Seeing Fang Mu despise him so much, the boy in the black sweatshirt clenched his fists.

"My devotees, come out and fight for your gods!" the boy stepped back to the edge of the ring, raised his right hand, and a ten-meter-wide black oval passage appeared in front of him.

Dense footsteps came from the passageway.

The breath of the dead dead emanated from within.

With the sound of horses' hooves, a row of eight skeleton knights slowly walked out of the passage with spears in hand.

In the back, there stood a frost necromancer with a staff and a vampire viscount in a red robe.

The Skeleton Knight is a fifth-order undead unit, while the Frost Necromancer and Vampire Viscount are both sixth-order undead units.

"Why don't you send someone yet. The boy on the other side asked.

Fang Mu's eyelids rolled slightly, "Don't worry, I'm choosing." "

Seeing Fang Mu's answer, he was inexplicably relieved.

He's choosing a lineup, so he must be scared.

It shows that he doesn't have the confidence to win in the face of my lineup!

It also takes a lot of selection to pick a team that can compete with my believers.

At the same time, what Fang Mu was thinking in his heart was.

With so many believers, who should I choose to defeat him?

Fang Mu fell into a difficult choice.

The demigod-level believer thought about it for a moment and was temporarily given up by Fang Mu.

It's too extravagant to fight mosquitoes with cannons, what if you hit someone else with a psychological shadow.

So the rest of the options can only be chosen from the high-level classes.

Fang Mu's gaze finally fell on Shi Long.

It just so happened that there were exactly ten stone dragons, and after spending decades of careful cultivation in the kingdom of God, all of these stone dragons had entered the stage of youth.

The strength is also the same as the eighth order.

Although they were still a little short of adulthood, there didn't seem to be much difference between ten eighth-order stone dragons and ten ninth-order stone dragons for these mid-tier units.

"Selected. Fang Mu raised his head, and the Divine Kingdom Passage opened.

The diameter of the passage is 300 meters wide.

Seeing such an exaggerated passage of the Kingdom of God, the face of the boy in the black sweatshirt opposite changed suddenly.

Why are yours so big!

Do you think that just a large channel is useful?

Looking through the passage to the kingdom of God, one could only see an endless gray mist filling it.

With a low roar.

The hard ground of the gymnasium shook violently beneath his feet.

The sound of dull footsteps gradually amplified.

It was the movement of a group of gigantic behemoths as they raced across the ground.

"It's... It's!".

Auditorium outside the venue.

A large number of students stood up.

I couldn't take my eyes off the passage in the center of the field.

It's a bit of a big move.

The boy in the black sweatshirt opposite was sweating on his forehead.

It must be a bluff, it must be a bluff......

Roar !!!!

The huge dragon head rushed out of the passage, and the huge body broke into the ring unreasonably.

The rough back is rough and layered like mountains, and the dark gray eyes are cold and brutal.

The space in the ring was instantly enlarged by some kind of rule, but it did not affect the viewing of everyone in the outside gymnasium, so that everyone could clearly feel the huge body of the stone dragon.

"That's a dragon!".

"It's too strong, I only have a dragon in my first year of junior high school, is this the strength of the elite class!".

Discussions, exclamations, countless voices exploded like thunder, converging into layers of sound waves hitting the roof of the gymnasium and turning into echoes.

Ji Sirou's beautiful eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth rose, "Stinky boy, you actually secretly accumulated ten stone dragons, it's really a little surprise for the old lady." "

The boy in the black sweatshirt opposite sat on the ground, and despair spread wildly in his heart like a tree root.

Ten pure-blooded dragons over forty meters in length.

One head can crush my believers, and you can come directly to ten.

The stone dragon that rushed to the front opened its huge mouth, and the gray mist sprayed.

The ten mid-level undead did not have the slightest resistance, and all of them were petrified and turned into stone statues in an instant, and their faces still maintained vivid expressions.