Divine Civilization

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However, listening to the tone of Knight Horn, it should be just to repay the maiden of light that did not force him to surrender or leave the thorn manor.

He didn't want to completely turn to the Holy See and become a servant of the God of Light.

The aristocratic group is indeed harder to attract than the civilians.

Their consciousness is more independent, their knowledge is broader, and the accumulation and transmission of knowledge is far from being comparable to that of civilians.

Even if it is a civilian such as Horne Knight, who gradually relies on merit to become the bottom aristocracy, it must not be underestimated.

In the world where this class is solidified, how can any civilian who can become aristocracy be mediocre?

If you can make the other party loyal and loyal with a few words, you should consider the other party's purpose instead.

I figured this out, but Wu Hui's mood was much smoother.

at the same time.

圣 The bright lady's lips moved slightly, and the power of the light of her body flickered, and she answered remotely: "Since the Lord is willing to take out the evildoers, Catherine is at ease."

This is an imitation of Horne Knight's fighting style, and it can be regarded as a silent response to the opponent.

The result is not the same, listening to the voice of the bright maiden resounding near the ear, the restrained expression of Horne Knight also showed a hint of surprise, and her heart could not help feeling, her sage was really thoughtful and potential.

If this continues, this sudden change of situation will never be confined to the Gelug area.

For a while, the Horne Knight was really excited.

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之 At the end of the current incident, Wu Hui no longer wastes divine power to continue to maintain the eye of God. The Horn Knight is temporarily unwilling to fully take refuge, so let him go. I believe it won't be long before this person is definitely in the bag.

Cut off the eye of God, the picture in front of him disappeared instantly, and Wu Hui's attention returned to the kingdom of God.

Now the dilapidated kingdom of God is in ruins, and the 13 divine people are really in a hurry. They are busy, clearing up the ruins just like ants moving.

Vermiculite and other construction waste were sorted out a little bit and piled aside.

A variety of metal materials were carefully collected and sent to the Shenbingtang. When the quantity is larger, Jerome the "Master" smelts the garbage into pieces of metal ingots.

In the Templar Hall temporarily hosted by Jerome, he also chose two of the strongest whiteboard gods as assistants. Although they did not have occupations and specialties, it was not a problem to perform physical work and assistance.

At this time, Jerome is making some pickaxes, crowbars, hammers and other tools. Although he only created some common tools, he is still meticulous and dedicated to every tool.

"My Lord."

Seeing Wu Hui's soul drifting, Jerome and two other gods immediately put down their work and knelt down and worshiped religiously.

"Jerome, if you are busy with you, let me be." Wu Hui waved his hands casually.

In fact, he also wanted to show the dignity and dignity of the gods, but these gods were loyal to him. No matter what the bright God did or said, they thought it was correct.

As a result, Wu Hui really had no interest in pretending to be too pretentious in front of them.

"Keep your Lord God."

The three gods continued to work in the local area very obediently, and they did not squint, concentrate on their dedication, and obediently left Wu Hui, a bright god, aside.

I stayed in Shenbingtang for a while, and Wu Hui was bored again.

I sighed for a moment that his kingdom of God was so broken that there was no entertainment at all. When the day is full of divine power, we must get out all the entertainment facilities on the planet.

Unsuccessful, but also have to train a large number of beauties, change to dance and sing to him.

Wu Hui found a quiet place to squat in the kingdom of God, thinking about the future's beauty, while pondering the next development.

Today, he only has less than 0.5 divine power. He wants to do something big and definitely lacks divine power. But wasting waste for nothing is not a thing.

The more you advance, the more you put the divine power into development, and the future benefits will be like snowballs, the more you roll.

Well?

Wu Hui pondered for a moment, remembering that when the ascension miracles were displayed a few days ago, four additional fanatics were born. It was just that the mood was too excited and cluttered, and these two days, I was busy resettling the **** people and building the kingdom of God.

I now idle, but think of those fanatics. Through the godhead, Wu Hui checked the information of the four fanatics.

Two of them are the newly-married couple, Alia and Abram.

Uh-huh, it should be thought about.

If it was not for the Holy See to eradicate Baron Gandjeal for them, the young couple would be completely dead in their lives. Coupled with the ups and downs of the square, they are full of fanatical respect and faith for the **** of light.

Another cult believer surprised Wu Hui.

His name was Ulysses. It turned out that the proud young man who was questioning from beginning to end on the day when the miracle came. He was finally frightened by the real miracle. After paralyzed on the ground, some Mo happened. It can be described as a funeral.

Maybe it must be the opposite of everything. From extreme opposition to extreme fanaticism, it makes sense.

The last fanatic is named Kris, the daughter of a sacrifice believer. She should have witnessed the dead father with her own eyes. After being led into heaven to enjoy eternal life, she was extremely grateful to the bright **** Wu Hui, and thus produced a fanatical faith.

She is about the same age as Catherine, but the girl is more ordinary.

I ca n’t look too ordinary, but he is also a fanatic. Every fanatic deserves Wu Hui's intensive cultivation and cultivation.

Nowadays, the number of believers has greatly increased, and the sphere of influence has expanded greatly. His Majesty is in short supply of priests. Therefore, after careful consideration, Wu Hui promoted Alia, Ulysses, and Kris to the apprentice pastor.

Abraham, who was strong and strong, was transferred to the Templars.

In this way, Wu Hui spent 0.4 divine power, leaving only less than 0.1 divine power for backup.

Divine power, such a treasure, it really can't survive, Wu Hui was deeply emotional.

Fortunately, there will be a little divine power in the next few days. It is not as embarrassed as before, and it will not be a divine power for a year and a half.

For the rest of my life, I lived so quietly and peacefully.

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Mortal plane

In the depths of the mountains surrounding the town of Tangeru, there is a forest named Ghost Forest.

The ghost forest is remote, the environment is quiet, and the air-tight forest blocks the sunlight. Only at noon, there is a little sunlight that can penetrate the leaves, and a little mottled in the forest, so it becomes an absolute gathering of ghosts. Great place.

For thousands of years, the birds and beasts have disappeared here ~ www.readwn.com ~ The insects are not heard. Only the more and more ghosts gather, it gradually becomes one of the three restricted areas in Lu'an.

Even the caravans passing by here have to bypass at least three or four miles.

Tonight, Ghost Forest is as quiet as usual.

In the heavy night, the misty ghosts slowly drifted through the forest, and the translucent soul glowed a faint glow like ghost fire in the darkness. This fluorescence was either pale, green, or faint. Blue, and very few are blood-like red, the deeper the forest, the stronger the fluorescence on the ghost, the more secretive and powerful the breath, the more dangerous it is.

Under the faint fluorescent light, the whole forest was surprisingly quiet. There were no birdsongs, no beast roars, no snoring worms, and even the rustle of the wind blowing through the treetops was inaudible. Only the dense forest The howling from everywhere, the sobbing weeping ghost cry wolf is very clear.

The mysterious atmosphere pervaded the forest, with the deep cold of the bones, making people tremble with fear.

Stunned.

A little light appeared in the endless darkness.

In the ray of light, a figure with golden light all over the body slowly walked from a distance.

人 The figure was wearing a tattered rough linen, with bare feet, but the look between the eyebrows was firm and peaceful, but there was no grief.

He walked very slowly, but the steps under his feet were extremely firm. Every step he took was down to earth, as stable as Mount Tai.

Of course, these are not the points.

The key point is that this figure is translucent, and his eyes can even pass through his body, dimly seeing the shadow of the tree behind, very similar to the ghost in the forest.

This is actually a human soul!

A human soul emitting golden light.

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