Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

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Terrifying vitality, poured from the entire forest to this dying tree man.

This is feedback from the whole forest!

Just as the ancestor used the root network to pour his own nutrition to these descendants.

"Crash!"

The leaves are trembling, the forest is screaming in pain, the branches and leaves of these trees are falling rapidly, the sturdy trunks are constantly drying and cracking in the rapid shrinkage, the branches wither and fall, and the fruits are completely dry and shrinking.

The nutrients they have accumulated for a long time are pouring into the small sapling at all costs.

But even so,

Those trees that have suffered, still haven't given up.

"Ancestor, come back!"

"Great Long Aotian, come back!"

"Admin, as long as you come back, you can call us by your name as many times as you want."

"Your name is not ashamed, it is not a middle school, but it is really majestic!!"

The trees shook violently.

vaguely.

Lin Fan saw the thin man wearing a cloak holding a sickle again.

He just appeared beside the little tree man out of thin air, and the dark and deep sickle in his hand reflected the icy luster, and slowly hooked the thumb-sized little tree man.

but.

"Ancestor, don't die!"

In the cry of the forest, under the pouring out of life at all costs, the sickle began to tremble, as if it could not cut it no matter what.

As if there was a powerful force blocking the man's scythe.

This power is the life of the entire forest!

The man glanced at the surrounding forest in shock, then sighed with some regret, and slowly retracted the sickle.

And right now.

"Wait, who are you?" Lin Fan finally couldn't help it, and shouted at the man who appeared beside him for no reason.

This man is really weird.

Every time it appears, there is no sign, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Even Lucifer, Crowley, including the God of Light couldn't detect it, as if only he could see him.

The man suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Fan in surprise.

The face that was covered under the jet-black cloak couldn't be seen clearly. The body was as thin as a skeleton, and it made a hoarse voice: "You... can you see me?"

As if shocked that Lin Fan could see him, his voice trembled.

"Who the **** are you!" Lin Fan said loudly.

"Hehe, since I have nothing to do here, I can't stay any longer." The figure of the man holding the sickle gradually became transparent, as if dissipating, "It's really rare, in these thousands of years, I have only these two The next time I returned empty-handed, it’s all about you.”

"As for who I am...it doesn't matter."

"It's important."

"Everyone will see me in their lifetime."

"Every life starts with me and ends with me."

"To be exact, it is my colleagues like me. We who have existed before the God of Creation... You will know who I am, and you and I will meet eventually."

"I hope I won't run for nothing at that time. Besides, you should also be able to notice that the day when you and I meet again is not far away..." The man's voice gradually became smaller, and after the last word fell, his figure completely disappeared. dissipate.

Lin Fan stood there frowning, while Cao Dahua, who had just recovered a little, said weakly, "Lin Fan, what are you calling?"

"You didn't see him either?" Lin Fan turned around with a complicated expression.

"What did you see? Nobody. What are you shouting at the air?" Cao Dahua looked confused.

The God of Light on the side also shook his head suspiciously: "There is really no one."

Lin Fan's face became more and more ugly.

The **** of light, able to penetrate the void and see the truth under the light.

He didn't see it.

It means that the man is not simply hiding his breath, or using some kind of magic to hide his figure.

But really, "doesn't exist"!

But why can I see it? In terms of strength, it is impossible for him to compare with Crowley and Lucifer, and in terms of his ability to see the emptiness, he cannot compare with the God of Light.

Why can't you see it yourself? Is there any difference in yourself?

Moreover, the man not only appeared strangely, but also disappeared very strangely. He just disappeared in place, as if there was a mysterious force forcibly summoning him away.

That's right, forced summons.

Listening to his tone, it seems that he can't control that power, can't come and go freely, or he won't say something like "since I don't have anything to do here, I can't stay any longer".

If he could come and go freely, he would simply want to stay for as long as he wanted. Lin Fan, who had experienced the feeling of the sickle on his neck, was not enough to pose a threat to him.

But a rough and heroic laughter interrupted Lin Fan's thinking.

"Hey, let me tell you, you are a little abnormal since you turned into a werewolf, and you start to have hallucinations." Zhang Xiaoying was carefree, but felt that Lin Fan was abnormal.

"Maybe." Lin Fan pondered, he was now a werewolf, or a demon apostle, and the god's soul was partially distorted.

In such a strange state, one could die at any time, and it would be good to be alive, and it was normal to have hallucinations.

And with that "illusion", that is, the man with the sickle disappeared.

The breath kept wilting, as if the little tree man who was dying had finally stopped withering under the perfusion of the entire forest at all costs.

Its breath became stronger and stronger, the leaves became darker and deeper, the cracked branches became thick and tough, and new leaves appeared at the end of the branches, growing rapidly.

"Pushing!"

The violently shaking tree trunk became thicker and taller than the naked eye. The small tree man, who was originally only the size of a finger, was growing visibly with the naked eye under the perfusion of this forest at all costs.

one meter.

two meters.

three meters.

The branches and leaves became more and more dense, even bearing small fruits.

The grimacing face on the tree trunk became more and more hideous.

"Ancestor, come back!"

The trees endured the severe pain of their own withering, and poured nutrients through the root system to this ancestor!

this moment.

They are the enemy of death!

The whole forest ~www.readwn.com~ is crying in pain.

This is the terrifying life energy that even the fifteenth-order God of Life cannot possess. It belongs to this forest alone.

At this moment, the little tree man has grown from the size of a finger to a height of eight or nine meters. Although it is not as strong and powerful as one-tenth before, it has become lush again!

"boom!"

The little tree man, who had grown to a height of more than eight meters, opened his eyes again with the hideous grimace on the trunk!

An evil and crazy breath burst forth!

It was like announcing that the tree demon had returned from hell!

"Who dares to harm this forest!"

"Kill the enemies of the forest!"

It was still roaring in anger.