Global Gods: Digital God

Something is wrong.

Yang Jin didn't know that a true god had appeared in the depths of the Shiwan Mountains at this moment. He just instinctively felt that something was wrong.

His heart beat faster.

This was a kind of foreknowledge of danger that the divine fire brought him after continuous growth.

"Speed ​​up."

He gently patted the Garurumon under him, signaling it to run faster to the outside of the Shiwan Mountains.

All the demigods and quasi-gods in the Shiwan Mountains were killed by him. The source of this threat is likely to be the true god.

Thinking of the secret about the Shiwan Mountains that the old white ape had said before.

Yang Jin wanted to walk out of the Shiwan Mountains immediately.

Half an hour later, Yang Jin had to stop moving forward. There was a very handsome elf right in front of him.

Of course, handsome appearance is not the point. After all, the elves are all handsome men and beautiful women.

The point is that under the feet of this elf, the Sky Eagle Beast sent out to explore the way has no breath of life.

Even if you don't use your eyes, but only use your spiritual sense, you can't find the trace of this elf at all.

True God.

In an instant, Yang Jin judged the realm of this elf.

What puzzled him was that since the elves had a true god, why didn't they take action before?

"You slaughtered the existence of quasi-gods and above in my entire Hundred Thousand Mountains. You, a human boy, want to leave. I'm afraid you don't take me seriously, right?"

The elf true god Jimora looked at Yang Jin sitting on the back of Garuru Beast and said with a smile.

The three demigods of the Hundred Thousand Mountains were all dead, and now the human boy in front of him was his only choice.

Although his injuries have not fully recovered, it is still very simple to deal with a demigod.

"Who are you?"

Yang Jin's expression became solemn, and the divine fire in his mind kept jumping. He asked a question that was obviously nonsense.

But at this moment, he needed to buy time to come up with a way to deal with it, and nonsense could also delay some time.

"You don't need to know who I am. You have two choices now: one is to die in my hands; the other is to help me accomplish something. After that, I can send you out of the Ten Thousand Mountains."

The Elf True God Jimora looked at Yang Jin opposite him and said in a calm tone.

"What do I want to help you do?"

"You will know this when the time comes."

"How can I trust you?"

"I am the True God."

After a simple conversation, the atmosphere became solidified, and the sense of oppression was like a wave, constantly surging towards Yang Jin's position.

Under the pressure of this momentum, Garurumon was already lying on the ground and could not move.

"Try it?"

Yang Jin kept muttering in his heart. Now he has mastered the Zero Cruise Missile of Zombie Tyrannosaurus. If he can trigger the effect of the Heart of Courage, he may have the strength to fight.

"Go!"

After a simple thought, the divine fire in Yang Jin's mind burned hotly, and ten points of divine power burned instantly. The Zero Cruise Missile bombarded the location of the Elf True God.

Boom!

Bang!

The missile landed, and a mushroom cloud rose up. The huge air wave overturned the trees and destroyed everything around.

However, the opponent had already left the place.

No, not leaving.

It was an illusion.

The Elf God that he saw was always just a shadow.

Unfortunately, Yang Jin understood it too late. At the moment when he launched the attack, a figure appeared behind him.

Super flame.

In an instant, Yang Jin activated the skill, and a hot flame burned on his body, trying to protect himself.

This reaction was already very fast, but for an individual true god, such a method was meaningless.

"Idiot."

A disdainful snort sounded in Yang Jin's ears, and then a white arm passed through his chest.

The flames could not get close to his body at all.

Puff.

The next moment, Yang Jin fell into a coma.

"Just use it."

The Elf God Jimora looked at Yang Jin who was lying on the ground with a very dissatisfied expression.

If it weren't for the fool Elf Demigod who trapped him in the valley while he was healing, the Hundred Thousand Mountains wouldn't be like this now.

There are so many sacrifices, and now only one can be barely used.

Elf Valley.

This is the habitat of the Elf True God Jimora. Many years ago, it was also called: Hell Valley.

At that time, in order to heal his wounds, all the quasi-gods and demigods in the Hundred Thousand Mountains died under his butcher knife, and this Elf Valley was the slaughterhouse.

Unfortunately, the healing effect was not good by plundering the divine power in the bodies of other demigods and quasi-gods.

With an idea, he passed the method of becoming a god through faith to an elf, and let that elf establish the Elf Kingdom.

The purpose is to absorb the power of the same source to speed up the recovery of injuries.

Unfortunately, it was counter-calculated in the end and was trapped in this Elf Valley by the Elf Demigod.

It was not until the death of the Elf Demigod that it finally escaped.

…………

Yang Jin had already woken up from his coma, but he did not open his eyes, and they were still tightly closed.

He kept recalling the brief confrontation before.

“Still lack of experience.”

A few minutes later, he sighed inwardly; before he made his move, he had never thought that it would be fake.

When he realized that something was wrong, he had already lost the initiative.

One wrong step, all wrong steps.

The higher the level of the duel, the less room for error.

If the other party did not seem to want to use him to do something, he would have died again.

The danger of this league plane had completely crushed his original pride as a traverser, and turned it into powder and sprinkled it into the sky.

If he had not chosen to rest last night, but instead traveled overnight, he might have been able to get rid of the other party; but because of his arrogance, or because he thought there would be no danger here, he chose to rest for a night.

This led to his capture today.

"I must be careful, careful, and careful in the future."

After warning himself in his heart, Yang Jin opened his tightly closed eyes.

It was meaningless to continue pretending to sleep, because the other party had already come.

Sure enough, more than ten seconds later, the elf true god he had seen before appeared in front of Yang Jin again.

"Let me introduce myself again: Jimora, the true god of the elves."

"The master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Jimora.

Yang Jin repeated this name several times in his heart. Now it seems that the legend told by the old white ape is indeed true.

In the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there is actually a true god.