Gods of the World: My Follower Is Garen

In the Age of the Gods, everyone became a god, founding divine kingdoms within their bodies and raising divine flames as countless races flourished.

While the gods were still arguing over whether beastmen or armies of the undead were more terrifying, Lin Fan gazed at his hundred thousand Garen hiding in the grass, lonely in his invincibility.

“I'm really not the strongest Heavenly God.”

“I'm just an ordinary League of Legends player.”

The gods wept bitterly. “Great one, you're right about everything. Could you please get those Morganas to let us go first? We really don't know Kayle!”

“Great God King, please take that Hexplosive Expert back! It just threw a Dongfeng Express into my divine realm!”

“Oh no, the choir of thirty thousand Deathsingers is singing again!”