The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1389 Crazy superimposed mad believers
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The head of the Huang clan, Huang Gan, snorted softly, and then placed this milky white card in front of him...

Whoosh...

In the quasi-holy level healing card, streaks of pure white light burst out...

"Hmm... Phew... Comfortable... So comfortable..."

Huang Gan snorted softly, with a look of excitement on his face.

As he spoke, his eyes gradually softened...

A few seconds later, all the injuries on his body had healed!
"This... how is this possible!"

The patriarch of the Huang clan, Huang Gan, opened his mouth. Feeling the intact body, he was completely stunned...

This state... is amazing!
Everything... seems to have changed, and that feeling is very real.

"His Majesty the Rage God... This is the divine power of His Majesty the Rage God healing my body!"

"Thank you...thank you, Your Majesty the Great Rage God!"

Huang Gan flew directly in front of Fang Fan, and then slammed his head on the ground frantically, with tears in his eyes!

The Desolate Race waited for millions of years for the crown of the Desolate God... finally... finally came back again!

Looking at Huang Gan, the patriarch of the Huang clan kneeling in front of him with an excited expression on his face, Fang Fan sighed with emotion...

The loyalty of the people of the Desolate race is too high...too high!

"Call all the patriarchs of the Desolate Clan..."

"You have suffered all these years!"

Fang Fan squirmed his mouth, and then said silently, with infinite sincerity in his eyes!
These sincerities are also from the heart.

Since he inherited the Rage God position... he should bear the karma!
These members of the Huangzu tribe chose to believe in him, so he naturally wanted to protect them in an all-round way!
Gradually, the patriarch of the Desolate Clan in the Canyon of Laughing and Crying came forward...

There are less than [-] young and middle-aged Desolate warriors... Although they couldn't survive the previous battle with the three major forces, they still suffered casualties.

Old and young, women and children... about [-] people...

Including the young and middle-aged Desolate warriors, nearly 3 people!

"The majesty of the Desolate race!"

Fang Fan snorted softly, and directly activated the magical skill [Rage God's Majesty], which is more believable!

"The Majesty of the Rage God: Consume a certain amount of power of faith, so that you have the breath and majesty of the true god, which lasts for 10 minutes, and the cooler is 24 hours!"

A strong breath of God followed, tens of thousands of people from the Desolate Race were instantly excited!

"Rage God... is the breath of Rage God!"

"Your Majesty the Rage God! Your Majesty the Rage God! Sure enough, you have not abandoned us!"

"My lord! Please accept the faith of your humblest believer!"

"When the last drop of blood drops, when the Rage God Fruit falls, His Majesty Rage God will return from the sky! He will return with countless powerful god warriors in a bloody battle!"

"The ancient prophecy has come true!"

"Your Majesty the Great Aragami! Please don't leave us again!"

"Wandering God..."

"Ding! Mad believer +1!"

"Ding! Fanatic +!"

Ding……

Ding……

Ding……

The power of faith is soaring crazily, and the number of tenth-level fanatics is also growing crazily...

"Number of fanatics: 320 ones! (Among them 280 five fanatics of the Desolate Race!)"

Fang Fan opened his mouth silently, his eyes became more and more serious...

The members of the Desolate tribe... one counts as one, all of them are fanatics!
This powerful power of faith...

Let Fang Fan admire!
Among the fanatics under his command, 90.00% [-]% are from the Desolate Race!This is the magic of the Desolate race!
Fang Fan took a deep breath, his perception of the Huangzu remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)