Vol 2 Chapter 103: I don't feel distressed at 1!

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The whole of Grubborg fell into a weird silence, and the entire scream of Viscount Conner continued to sound, mournful and lingering.
In a silence, Saint Luke opened his wings with a hula and flew over Gruenburg.
Under the blue sky, his white wings resemble the clouds of the sky, his power is magnificent and vast, and even the stratospheres in the sky are scattered because of his agitated wings.
Everything seems to be interpreting the fact that he is the angel overlooking the earth from above, unparalleled and unmatched.
Under the mighty coercion, the entire battlefield seemed to become his personal field.
I saw him holding up the long sword, and the holy white light flowed out of his palm, and the cold cold light sword suddenly burst into a sharp edge.
Under Viscount Conner was arrested and under the coercion of the Angel of War volley.
Still hesitating, a small number of soldiers and generals who did not make up their mind to surrender finally lost their final fighting spirit, discarded their weapons, kneeled on the ground with one head down, and surrendered with their heads lowered.
As the last Lord Knight led the private soldiers to announce their surrender,
Violent cheers erupted sharply from the bright believers.
"Well! We won ~!"
"we won!!"
"I knew that with the protection of my Lord, we would win!"
The wave of cheers rose higher than the waves, and spread from the front of the castle to the back of the castle. It was endless and endless, like the sky was to be overturned.
In the town of Gelu, some civilians heard the vaguely cheers, could not help but opened the closed door and walked to the street.
Without the obstruction of the door, the cheering from Gruenburg suddenly became clear. In response to what happened, the civilians were thrilled. A few people even lost their emotions and covered their faces and wept with joy.
Soon, the doors and windows of civilians were knocked, and the joy of victory spread to the whole town of Gelug with a cheer of "We won".
Unconsciously, everyone voluntarily walked out of the door and saluted in the direction of Gruenburg on the mountain.
Throughout the Gru region, there was thunder and thunder, "My Lord is blessed, His Royal Highness the Light, long live."
The dark witch observing the battle hiding in the shadows, sneered "Stupid civilian, under the protection and attention of my Lord, how could this battle be lost?"
She laughed at her mouth, but her slightly raised lips and relaxed body showed the importance of this war.
"Hmm! Let the little maiden make great contributions first." The dark witch's eyes surged, "It looks like I should work hard, and I must not lose to the pretending light maiden."
Talking, she slowly backed away, gradually disappearing into the darkness, disappeared.
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The bright maiden's eyes were cold and calm on the walls of Grubborg, as if the end of this war was already doomed.
So far, the control of the Holy See has gradually established her temperament and temperament, and even the thunder of surroundings has only shaken her eyelashes slightly.
She methodically arranged for manpower to collect weapons, control the captives who surrendered, and then went out of the crowd, leading a clergyman to the highest point of the wall, kneeling on one knee to Saint Luke in the sky.
"Thank you Lord for your blessing and thank you Angel for supporting the battlefield."
Her azure blue eyes were as clear as a deep, rock-solid, nothing could shake.
"Today, I have been blessed by our Lord, and we have escaped. One day, I will let God's Presence reach all the land of God, and where God's light is shrouded, all of you believers."
"Praise my lord."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands and prayed in prayer.
"Praise my lord."
The clergy behind her followed closely, praying with piety.
Their prayers were not exhilarating or exhilarating, but under the effect of divine magic, waves like water waves pervaded, and gradually, the surrounding air seemed to become solemn and holy.
Unconsciously, the deafening cheer stopped slowly.
The soldiers on the city walls and the civilians in charge of the logistics in the castle did not consciously converge their expressions, kneeled down and prayed softly.
The sound of prayer spread from the top of the mountain and spread far away.
Even solemn prayers were heard in the town of Gelou at the foot of the mountain.
They spontaneously gathered on the sacred square in the center of the town, and kneeled down around the bright deity in the center of the square, prayed with gratitude and joy, and thanked the Lord for their victory and glory.
During this time, believers quietly transferred from other towns also hid in the homes of the civilians in Gelu Town. The total number of believers in the town of Gelu has exceeded 10,000.
For a time, the whole sacred square was crowded with human heads, and the scene was more spectacular than when Gangdeal was tried.
In the sky.
A golden light, the magnificent gate of heaven opened again.
The war angel Saint Luke, who has completed all his missions, spreads his white feathers and slowly moves towards the gate of heaven in the sky.
The light from the gate of heaven shone on Saint Luke, making him exceptionally majestic and powerful.
Numerous people at the scene bowed down towards the gate of heaven. No matter whether it was a believer or a surrendering general, no one dared to stand at this moment.
The bright maiden who was presiding over the ritual had a light meal, seemed to want to say something, but stopped talking, and finally chose to lower her head to continue singing the ritual, sacred and solemn. 35xs
In the sky, St. Luke's figure gradually increased.
At the moment when his figure was about to enter the gate of heaven, a calm and gentle voice rang softly in the ear of the light maiden.
"Child, you are the pride of my Luke's life. I am very good in the kingdom of heaven, my lord ... although it is not the same as I imagined, but he is also very good ..."
Before the words fell, the gate of heaven in the sky had closed abruptly, and the second half of the word "OK" was locked in the lintel.
The maiden of light shivered slightly, and the blue eyes gradually covered with mist.
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At the same time, the kingdom of light.
As soon as he walked through the gate of heaven, the light dangling from Saint Luke disappeared instantly, and the wings on his back disappeared in an instant.
St. Luke, a magnificent and radiant "war angel" who had just returned to power, suddenly turned into a wrinkled, wretched little old man, like an old steward of a noble family.
Fortunately, Viscount Conner and others could not see this scene, otherwise, 80% would be shocked to drop his chin. The difference is really too big.
This is not because the body created by St. Luke by the Biochemical Pond is not good, but that he is more and more with the housekeeper in the process of getting along with Wu Hui. I always feel that the appearance of the young and middle-aged man is not appropriate, and there is no sense of ritual, and gradually it becomes this look.
Wu Hui has persuaded him several times, but the old man of Saint Luke was very stubborn. Unless he was a god, he would not change back. Over time, Wu Hui had no choice but to let him go.
"My lord."
Seeing Wu Hui, St. Luke quickly and respectfully made a salute, humble and devout "Old servant is lucky."
"Good job."
Wu Hui exaggerated him in a good mood.
Saint Luke deserves to be his most powerful man. If he weren't there, it wouldn't be easy to end the battle quickly in the situation just now.
"With the blessing of your divine power, and the assistance of Level 7 Warcraft Armor and Holy Light Sword, even if it is not an old servant, the result will be the same for anyone who has changed hands. The old servant is afraid to take credit."
Saint Luke's expression was calm and restrained, and he was quite calm and calm.
However, after winning the battle, his mood was still a lot more relaxed than usual, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stretched a little.
The two spoke a few words in a happy mood, and Wu Hui habitually called up the personality data, and wanted to see how much power was consumed by the wave just now.
Unexpectedly, at this point, Wu Hui froze immediately.
"10 O'Clock?"
He opened his eyes slightly, wondering if he was dazzled.
After careful determination, Wu Hui found that his divine power had gone from 24 points before the war, and after a mess of consumption, only 62 points remained.
The biggest expense is, of course, the 10 magic power of St. Luke.
Just now St. Luke fought cleanly and did not stay in the Nether for long. He obviously didn't feel long, so why did he spend 10 divine power?
Impossible, my divine power cannot be spent so fast.
Wu Hui was so distressed that it felt like a stab in his heart, and blood was dripping down drop by drop.
"My lord?"
Saint Luke looked at Wu Hui, who was suddenly stunned, wondering whether he was unhappy with that sentence.
"It's all right."
Wu Hui waved his hands weakly and pulled out a smile of comfort.
It's okay ~ it's okay ~
Although it consumes a lot of divine power, as long as you win, the site is large, and the number of believers is large, these divine power will soon be earned back.
Ok.
He doesn't feel bad.
He didn't really feel bad at all.
St. Luke's eyes had doubts, but he didn't delve deeper, but raised another thing. "Don't you say that you are not a preacher, and you want to judge Viscount Conner yourself? What are you going to do?"
"This, I have my own plan."
Wu Hui secretly blame, they blame the attack on their own attributes, almost ignored the business.
He immediately cleared his emotions, moved his mind, and immediately preached a shrine to the bright lady.
At the same time, my heart was secretive, Connor, Conner, you and I have been hostile for so long, we must fight for it, cooperate with me, and help me make up for the huge expenditure of divine power.
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At the same time, the bright plane.
After receiving the shrine, the bright maiden who had just stood up to send someone to clean up the battlefield immediately stopped the clerics who were going to disperse, and announced loudly that "My Lord has a shame, Conner Raymond strangled believers, and intended to overthrow me. Sinful, he will send a light envoy to judge him and purify Conner Raymond with the divine fire. "
Her voice was solemn and solemn, and it spread instantly across the battlefield under the influence of divine magic.
The words fell, and all the believers suddenly felt refreshed and excited. The soldiers of Lu'an City, who had just surrendered, also rioted, whispering and talking.
Soon, the Lady of Light organized the ceremony to prepare for the ambassador, kneeling down in the sky, and bowed religiously. "Katherine the Lady of Light, with all the clergy of the Holy See, greets the coming of the right."
Behind her, a group of clergymen suddenly hurrahed and knelt down, with five bodies thrown to the ground, extremely devout.
"Greetings to the right."
The solemn and solemn atmosphere filled them quickly, and the surroundings quieted down.
On the city wall, the soldiers who were just excitedly discussing did not consciously follow the knees and bowed their heads deeply.
Outside the city walls, the soldiers responsible for guarding and monitoring the captives were also infected by the atmosphere and slowly knelt down.
Even those who are in charge of logistics have let go of their hands, kneeling down on the ground reverently, and paying the highest respect to the coming God.
"Greetings to the right."
"Greetings to the right."
"Welcome ..."
The sound of welcoming tide spread from inside Grubborg. For a time, the whole world seemed to be filled with this sound, and even the air seemed to be solemn and holy.
Even in the town of Gelu at the foot of the mountain, the believers gathered at the foot of the bright statue seemed to have foreseen something, and couldn't help looking up at the sky.
Up and down the mountain, everyone looked forward to it, looking forward to the coming of the light.
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The sky was shining brightly.
A bit of golden light suddenly appeared in the blue sky, rapidly expanding and growing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ into a milky white light group emitting golden light.
next moment.
The light group was golden, and a figure came out slowly from the light.
This figure is tall and exquisite, shrouded in the lingering sacred light, with a demeanor like the archangel holding the sword of judgment above the church dome.
With his appearance, a breath of sacredness and majesty suddenly spread out, and it swept across the sky into a mighty sky.
In an instant, the already extraordinary figure instantly became taller and stronger.
Even the angel Saint Luke, who had previously fallen through the gates of heaven, was completely reduced to the foil compared to him.
This figure is naturally Wu Hui disguised as "bright and right-handed".
Wu Hui, who had previously disguised this identity, felt that the bright right made this avatar quite accentuated.
It can satisfy him to do something in the world, to relax, or whatever, which is very useful.
After all, it ’s too formal to come down in the name of the of light, and it ’s too many times, it will inevitably give people the impression that the of light is not stable enough, and he wanders around when things are OK.
In order to maintain the majesty of the light and god, it is better to keep that identity away from the world a little bit more mysterious.
This feeling is like the ancient emperor, who always liked to visit privately in Weifu.
At this time, the image of Wu Hui was returned to Wei An. But his ultimate goal is to earn back the blood loss of the divine power, at least, to earn a little bit.
His Excellency Viscount Conner, you have to persevere a little more. It will be up to you if you can return to the original.
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