Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Latest website: At this moment, Lin Fan's believers are completely using their lives to stop those sea beast believers rushing onto the battleship.

Although the enemy is strong.

Too powerful to kill.

However, they can also block these enemies with their bodies!

For, just one second, just one meter!

At this moment, even Ji Long, Zhang Xiaoying and others were releasing their followers to help Lin Fan stop those sea beast believers.

And the divine soldiers who had been exhausted before, after a short rest, once again used their newly recovered divine power to fight with those sea beast believers.

bleed.

sacrifice.

At this moment, everything becomes ordinary.

Everyone knows that if these guys really hit the battleship, once the battleship is lost, the vast sea of ​​​​death will become their burial place!

The only way to survive is to survive the last 500 meters!

"Hold on!"

"The third child is dead, the fifth child, you come to make up for it!"

People die every second, but none of them feel tragic because their minds are full of just wanting to live!

As long as you rush to the safe area, then even if you are dead, then at least... someone will survive!

At least not completely wiped out!

At this moment, everyone is like a madman, fighting against the backwater, Situ Jue, the distinguished five-star gold general, even drew out his saber and fought with those sea beast believers who kept coming.

"boom!"

Lin Fan's sword with the blessing of [Three Claws Heavy Attack] once again picked up a sea beast believer who rushed up, and was immediately knocked away by another sea beast believer, and fell back into the battleship.

"How far is it!"

Lin Fan wiped the blood on his face and shouted to the God of Observation on the watchtower.

"There are still 300 meters!" The voice of the God of Observation was trembling. At the current speed of the battleship, it only took a few seconds to survive.

but.

The voice did not fall.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A battleship suddenly burst into flames!

The fleet that was connected end to end and was sprinting towards the island with all its strength, suddenly slowed down, and even Lin Fan felt his body froze.

"Report Commander!" An officer trotted over, holding the walkie-talkie, "The engine rooms of all battleships exploded! The power is completely lost!"

"Why..." Situ Jue was stunned.

"Those sea beast believers are particularly cunning. Most of them rushed on the battleship, but there were a small number of them who were hidden under the sea, using their own bodies and seaweeds to entangle the propellers!"

Situ Jue was stunned.

Propeller!

Those sea beast believers, their belief in the sea beast is so crazy, so crazy that they are willing to use their bodies to block the high-speed rotating and extremely sharp propellers!

But the next moment, Situ Jue's eyes suddenly became desperate.

Once the propeller is entangled, once the battleship loses power...

At the same time, all the gods who heard the report showed despair.

They all know what that means.

At the moment when the engines of those battleships lost power, the battleships that were roaring towards the safe area instantly slowed down, and even some sea beast believers were still holding the battleships on the sea, trying to push the battleships back!

The distance of 300 meters that can be covered in just a few seconds becomes out of reach in an instant!

But Situ Jue is worthy of being a long-established general, and immediately said loudly: "Let all the gods of the ocean, the body of the river and other water gods be gathered at the stern, and use all the divine power to manipulate the sea water! Other gods, protect the **** of the ocean. !"

Under Situ Jue's order, the battleship slowly moved forward again, but at a speed of one or two meters per second.

And every second, someone dies.

It's about speed and death!

Every meter the battleship advances is a barrier between life and death!

But no one saw that in this fierce battlefield where everyone was fighting for life and death, a person quietly opened his eyes, his hands trembled slightly.

Protected by everyone, Bai Zhaoyun, who was lying beside the sluggish White Knight, silently opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

Those people are fighting for him.

Those people are fighting for him.

Even if he tried his best to protect him, he would not let a sea beast believer rush into the battleship.

I am the last hope of those people...

but……

The self that people believe is just a clown.

Those sea beast believers are completely irrational, they are not afraid of death, once they make a move...

By the time.

himself will die.

And before he died, he was no longer a hero.

Bai Zhaoyun comforted himself like this, trying to keep himself from feeling guilty. But looking at the people who were fighting, he suddenly had a doubt in his heart.

After all, what is a hero?

Bai Zhaoyun stared blankly at the **** crowd in front of him.

He used to think that this question was very simple. The word "hero" means that he is high above and enshrouded in light.

He Bai Zhaoyun, the first sword **** in the eyes of outsiders, is a hero.

It is the last hope in everyone's heart, an incomparable existence, and an existence that can defeat strong enemies every time.

First Sword God, isn't he a hero?

Can……

"I'm not a hero." Bai Zhaoyun quietly covered his head and shrank in the corner tremblingly, "I'm just a clown."

"You believe in the wrong person! I'm sorry, I'm really not a hero! I'm just a clown!"

"I……"

suddenly.

"boom!"

A heavy object fell in front of Bai Zhaoyun, making a dull sound.

Bai Zhaoyun looked up in astonishment, and saw that a divine soldier was pierced through his chest, his eyes widened in despair, and he was motionless in front of him.

but.

The moment he saw Bai Zhaoyun who woke up, the eyes of the dying magic soldier suddenly burst into light.

That is the light of hope.

Trembling, he grabbed Bai Zhaoyun's hand with his blood-stained hand, a adoring and joyful smile on his painful face, and his blood-spitting mouth heaved slightly.

Although he couldn't speak, Bai Zhaoyun knew what he meant.

"Hero, you're awake, it's great, everyone has..."

"despair!"

Before the silent words could be finished, the divine soldier's head suddenly dropped, and he slammed heavily on the deck, motionless, with no breath at all.

Looking at this divine soldier who fought to death, looking at this insignificant little man's eyes full of hope before his death, Bai Zhaoyun's trembling body suddenly calmed down.

He looked up at the dark night sky, looked at the stars, and let out a sigh of relief.

What is a hero?

Bai Zhaoyun suddenly laughed.

He had an answer in his heart.

The raging fire gathered into a river, rushed into the earth, and burned the city in his heart.

At this moment, he, a fake sword **** who knew nothing about kendo, suddenly knew what kendo was.

It has nothing to do with sword skills, nothing to do with sword techniques.

Kendo is actually quite simple.

Every time you draw a sword, you must have the consciousness to draw the sword for the last time.

Drawing a sword is about life and death, and this world will not have too many opportunities to make you want to throw your life away.

But now, the opportunity has come.

Tens of thousands of enemies, drawing the sword is life and death.

Dare you draw your sword?

A sword slowly unsheathed in his heart. The sword, carved with wood grain, was quenched.

That sword was sharper and brighter than the first blade in Lucifer's hand.

He suddenly remembered the appearance of the boy standing in front of him~www.NovelMTL.com~ The young boy said firmly, "I believe in my senior, my senior, but the first sword god!"

If there is only one person in the world who believes in you, are you still a hero?

If the only person is also lost, you are destined to be mediocre.

Do you want to be a hero for one person or a hero for a group of people, have you decided?

Bai Zhaoyun stood up slowly, as if muttering to himself: "I think about it."

Some people will be a legend after all, together with his sword, because the world is so big, only one person regards you as a hero.

You have to cherish.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the back of the boy who was fighting with blood, and walked step by step.

A gust of wind on the ground.

The vertical and horizontal sword intent shakes the Nine Seas.