Divine Civilization

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Wu Hui was so excited that her soul body was a little wavy.

I never expected that burning Gandhar could bring him believers. It can only be said that Gangde Yar usually does too much evil. These civilians dare not say, but they can't wait for him to die, so he can gain so many believers by his death.

Of course, the faith of these believers may be out of fear. However, awe, awe, contains admiration and fear. This is normal. God is magnificent, and God is as powerful as prison. It is not false.

He doesn't care what the believers believe in him for. He just needs to increase the number of believers ~

143 believers are no longer small. At that time, when he had the least number of believers, he once fell below 60. Even now, after some hard work, the number of believers has increased by leaps and bounds, but the total number has just passed a thousand.

143 believers, in terms of proportion, have exceeded 10%, which is definitely not small.

What's more, this is just the beginning ~

So many people in the square below were all his potential followers. If you can take them all as believers, that's cool ~

Wu Hui thought about it, could not help but start thinking about the future.

On which day is it best to have tens of millions of believers, and how much divine power can be accumulated each day? Oops, I did n’t learn math well.

Hehehehe ~

At the moment Wu Hui was stunned, the crowds on Grew Square finally returned to God from the incomparable shock.

"Gosh ~ she really burned ..."

The civilians covered their faces, pressed their hearts, and murmured in disbelief. The expressions on their faces were mixed with shock, fear, and a little deep depression.

Perennially living under the persecution and oppression of Gandjeal, how could they have no hate in their hearts?

I just do n’t dare to think, and even dare not do it, so I can only suppress my emotions.

Now, the death of Gundaya is like breaking a kind of maggot, and the vague hope that they buried deep in their hearts is tumbling, and they are about to break out of the cocoon.

Compared with them, the believers' performance is much more direct.

Eliya hugged Abram directly and jumped excitedly in his arms: "Gundyer is dead! Dead! Did you see? He is dead! Her Royal Highness is the master of our civilians. Now I know that our Lord will care for His people! "

"Yeah ~ Gundyer is dead ..."

伯 Abron half-circled her waist subconsciously, for fear that she jumped and smashed herself, but her expression on the face was a little sloppy, with excitement, joy in her eyes, and some disbelief.

If the temperature of his wife is not too real, he would almost doubt whether he had a dream. If it weren't for the dream, how could something like evil and evil be reported on an aristocratic master like Gangdeal?

边缘 The edge of the square.

After being shocked by the several cavalry soldiers mingled with the civilians, their eyes suddenly burst out.

"So courageous! So courageous!"

A cavalry couldn't help but pat his thigh. There was no embarrassment of speculation on his face, some were just surprised and admired.

几个 Although the other cavalry did not speak, they could not help but nodded in agreement.

Xun Cheng, as they said before, challenged the authority of the aristocracy and opposed the aristocratic class on the entire continent. Although it sounds cool, it is actually no different from seeking death.

But this bright maiden deserves their admiration no matter the result.

"Master, this bright maiden is really a terrific figure. I have admiration and regret from the cavalry's eyes." Unfortunately, Viscount Conner will certainly not let her go. She is destined to be like a comet, and will be ashamed after burning to the extreme Fall. "

他 In his opinion, Viscount Conner controlled the entire Lu'an area, with huge power and large number of soldiers, not to mention that the Bright Lady could not resist.

"I'm afraid not necessarily."

霍 Middle-aged knight Horn, who has not spoken, suddenly said lightly.

"Master, what do you mean?" 扈 From the cavalry surprised.

Horn did not explain.

He has calmed down now.

He did not expect that Catherine would really burn Gandhar, but looking at the radiant **** the altar, his brain was sober for a moment.

Everything that happened in recent days quickly connected in his mind and connected with each other. He almost realized that something was wrong almost instantly.

If the purpose of this is to overthrow Gandhar, occupying this territory, as long as Gandhar is exiled, there is no need to play such a public trial.

Annoying the aristocratic class would do more harm than good to her now.

But if she said that her purpose was to kill Vengeance, why not kill him on the day he caught him? At that time, as long as it is said that he was killed by Liu Ya during the chaos, no one can prove true or false.

何 Why does she need to do this today?

Unless, her real purpose is neither the territory nor the killing of Gundear, but this trial today is the necessary means for her to achieve her goal.

And this purpose, for her, is at the expense of the entire aristocracy, and must be accomplished.

Only in this way can everything be explained.

What is this purpose?

Horn frowned, a little puzzled.

霍 While Horn was in deep thought, in the kingdom of God, Wu Hui found that the rise of believers had slowed down significantly.

At this moment, although the number of believers is still rising, it will take a long time for the string of numbers representing the number of believers to jump and increase by one or two, which is completely different from what it was just now.

这 At this time, the number of simple believers has also risen to 582, which is 39 more than just now.

看来 "It seems that the effect of the trial of Gandhar is almost digested ~"

He returned to God with a thought, and immediately conveyed to Catherine through the Faith Channel: "Sir, it is time for the next wave of planning."

Catherine was watching Gandhar's twisted corpse appearing in the flames, and when she heard the sound of a voice in her head, she immediately returned to God.

"Strictly follow my Lord God ~ www.readwn.com ~ She clasped her hands with her hands and prayed deeply to the deity of light, so she stood upright and said in a deep voice:" Come, invite the sacrificed believers. "

"Yes, Her Royal Highness."

The soldier under the ring responded.

Soon, thirteen stretchers with corpses were carried to the altar.

The body of the puppet was covered with the white flag of God, and the golden **** pattern on it seemed to flow like broken gold in the sun, solemn and solemn.

As long as anyone who knows a little about the Holy See knows that this is the highest respect the Holy See can give to the dead, only martyrs who have sacrificed their lives for the sake of God are eligible to put on the banner of God after death.

Little apprentice Cathy, carrying a flower basket prepared long ago, sprinkled white lily of the valley flowers on the banner of God, and her immature face was serious and serious.

Stuck in the heat of the firewood beside, the tender lily of the valley curled up slightly, holy, but also desolate.

Looking at this scene, Horn had an inexplicable flash of light in his head: "Don't ..."

However, before he could clear the vague idea, Catherine's voice rang.

"These 13 believers were sacrificed for the glory of our Lord in the battle of Grubborg three days ago. Without their sacrifice, there would be no victory for us, they are all heroes of the Holy See."

Katherine stood at the foot of the bright deity, with a somber expression, but her blue eyes revealed a enthusiasm.

"Three days ago, my Lord was shown by God. Today, the great light I mainly open the gate of heaven here, lead them into heaven, and let them have eternal life in heaven."

This sentence, like a hammer, fell down severely.

Suddenly, there was silence.

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