Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"You, you are crazy!"

"You want to fight the gods?"

"You have been corrupted and assimilated by the evil witch!"

The officer stepped back in astonishment. Although this was just a young man who had just started his priesthood, the rising aura seemed invincible!

That light, more and more dazzling, as if to illuminate all darkness!

The word "justice" hangs high.

The gods who came to watch from the town also retreated in horror, and they shouted in disbelief.

"Is Xiaobai crazy? To fight a magic weapon for an evil witch?"

"He is the child of a god! He has the blood of a **** as noble as us!"

"The evil witch must have corrupted his soul with black magic!"

"Array!" The officer's voice was cold, looking at the young **** who stood in front of the evil witch and held a giant hammer high at the god: "You, want to fight?"

"For justice!" The boy shouted in the middle of the second.

It was a **** battle.

A child raised by an evil witch, fighting against the gods.

Burning bonfires set the forest alight, sparks rippling in the dark night.

That pure and dazzling, holy white light that symbolizes justice, keeps an evil witch behind her.

Many years later, the only officer whose memory was not erased because of his outstanding military exploits, the officer named Situ Jue who had just been transferred from the front battlefield at that time would remember the story of the Witch's Night.

The future white knight of the kingdom of God is fighting against the gods.

The man who originally symbolized justice carried the evil witch on his back.

They rushed into the encircling army, scarlet blood and pure white hammers, bringing rosy raindrops.

The roar of the guns and the series of explosions could not shred the beam of light, nor could it shred the evil witch that the beam of light protected.

Amid the wailing and abuse, the evil woman always sang on the man's shoulder.

It's a witch's song.

Sorrow and grief.

It was an incredible, even incomprehensible battle.

The young man who had just stepped into a demigod seemed to have unlimited power, his tender eyes flashed with a white light that made Situ Jue fear, and his divine might was soaring to the sky.

Looking at the young man who passed through the cannon fire and held a giant hammer, as if invincible, he carried the evil witch on his back and walked towards him step by step.

And the magic soldier wailing beside him.

Situ Jue put down the huge Gatling in his hands in despair.

Looking at this young man who was clearly righteous but carried evil and came with a hammer, he fell weakly to the ground: "Why?"

"For, justice!"

In the cry of the second middle school, there is a boy with "justice" hanging high on his back with an evil witch holding a giant hammer!

The giant hammer that was supposed to represent justice, but was fighting for evil at this time, wrapped in a dazzling light, slammed down!

The pure white giant hammer quickly enlarged in Situ Jue's eyes!

"boom!"

This general who has successfully retired will die at the hands of this young man who betrayed the gods in the next second!

But the next moment.

"Okay, stop."

A voice sounded.

Meanwhile, "Whoosh"!

A purple crystal came from behind the boy.

The seemingly inconspicuous amethyst can't hurt the young man at this time.

But the amethyst shot directly at the head of the witch that the boy was carrying!

The giant hammer that was about to kill Situ Jue stopped at the last second. The boy turned around and swung the hammer. The terrifying giant hammer easily shattered the amethyst.

"You, are you also fighting against justice?"

The young man stared at the two figures.

The figure shrouded in the pitch-black robe stood there, almost without any power, but it made the White Knight feel a sense of danger.

Beside him is a woman wearing a purple cheongsam, with purple crystals flying out of thin air between her fingers, and her eyes emitting a purple light.

"I have no hostility towards you." The purple knight, who was in his twenties at that time, smiled and looked at the young boy in front of him, "I know that your soul was corrupted by witches using black magic."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the young man in front of her and saw a tainted soul.

But it was the purest soul she had ever seen, with a sparkling white glow, and a clear white heart beating violently.

For a time, even the Purple Knight couldn't help but wonder.

Why does this child who was brought up by the evil witch have such a soul.

"She didn't use black magic, she used something else." The boy looked at the Purple Knight blankly.

"Okay, Purple Knight, don't provoke him anymore." An old voice came from under the black robe, and then he said with a smile: "Are you really going to be an enemy of the gods?"

"For the sake of justice, I am willing to be the enemy of the gods." The boy with the witch on his back replied with a giant hammer.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy, but if it goes on like this..." Hei Pao said in a flat tone: "I know you are very powerful, you should be the strongest genius I have ever seen."

"Just after awakening to the priesthood, I have completed the road of divine experience... This kind of talent is unprecedented."

"Your strength is even more exaggerated. You are a demigod, and you have the power to continuously break through the upper limit."

"But... against the gods, you will die."

The boy's face was expressionless: "For justice, I am willing to die!"

"But she will die too~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hei Robe said with a slow smile.

The boy carrying the evil witch froze in place.

Hei Pao smiled and took a step forward slowly: "Haha, why don't you make a deal?"

that day.

Under the baptism of the purple knight, the boy who symbolized justice put down the evil witch, put on white armor, bathed in the applause and incomparable glory of the gods, and became a respected white knight of absolute justice.

The witch who dared to keep the children of the gods in captivity and used cruel and evil black magic to corrupt the soul of the gods did not die, but she was never seen again.

Except for the only officer whose memory was not erased due to his outstanding military exploits, no one knew what happened that night.

When dawn rises, the sun shines high.

Wearing a golden mask and holding a icy giant hammer, he stood on the high platform, facing the adoring and awe-inspiring eyes of countless gods, and declared in an indifferent tone: "I swear with the heart of justice, for justice, I will protect the kingdom of God, Fight for the kingdom of God!"

The pure white armor shone in the sunlight.

The gods below were full of awe and applauded wildly.

"White Knight!"

"Oh my god, the **** of justice! It's great that we have such a holy paladin in the kingdom of God!"

"He can definitely protect our kingdom of God!"

"The eighth Holy Court Paladin is crowned!"

Under the applause.

In a damp and dark dungeon, in a silver coffin.

A woman with her mouth sewn up hummed softly.

…………

The king of gods has left.

The knight in pure white armor stood in the dark cell, looking at the silent silver coffin, reaching out and stroking the lines on it.

"For justice." Under the mask, his expression was still indifferent.

In the silver coffin, the evil witch began to sway awkwardly, as if humming something.