Vol 3 Chapter 667: Miracles emerge

The town is remote, although the area is not small and the population is still large, the decent buildings are basically invisible.
When I came to town, the first thing I felt was the bleak atmosphere. Pedestrians were barely seen on the streets, but a lot of pale civilians lay halfway in front of the roadside doors, looking weak and dying. But at the next moment, these people suddenly jumped out of their spirits and rushed to their dunghills, holding their stomachs, seeming to be embarrassed.
"Welcome my lord ..."
The team quickly entered the town square, but the moment Witgar opened the door and was ready to get off, his nose twitched. The door closed again, and the mayor who greeted him ate a closed door.
"Damn, it, what the ..." Witgar clutched the white cloth and silk, palming his hands in front of his nose, muttering and cursing.
As mentioned earlier, the people in this town are vomiting and diarrhea. Although the situation is not fatal, the smell in the town is naturally conceivable.
Immediately under the pretext of physical discomfort, Vitega gave an order directly in the car. It was nothing more than to make the cavalry look for the source of the plague. It was not intended to come out immediately.
To say that the efficiency of the Holy Light Knight is still good, it is not long before the cause is identified and it is determined that there is a problem with the water source in the town. Presumably, something unclean was floated upstream, which led to this kind of wolf inhabitants in the town.
However, although the problem is not big, it is really troublesome for some residents who are standing upside down. If it is treated with ordinary medicine, a few doctors in the small town will take a week to get it. This is definitely not going to work.
At this time. Vitega naturally got out of the car and shot. Become the trial deputy of the Northern Tribunal. Vitega's strength is of course, at least a wide range of purification magic can be used.
Immediately, in the shout of the mayor, all infected residents gathered in the square. The door was also opened at this time, and the expressionless Witgar stepped out of the car with the holy magic shield.
Bright magic has a strong restraint on dirty things, and Vitega is also smart. In order to not smell the stench as much as possible, he turned on the magic shield directly.
But it solves the odor problem. But Vitega naturally didn't want to stay here for a long time, just got out of the car, and was too lazy to say hello to the mayor with a flat face, waving his staff directly, his lips kept muttering, and he spit out a vague spell, and held his hands up high,
"Light purification!"
Hum ... a light groan, the light robe turned. A pure white cylinder fell from the sky with a radiant light, and it seemed righteous. Vast, covering every corner of the square. It was like a veil covering the residents.
I have to say that of all the magic, the best selling of bright magic is the best, and even the wretched old man with Witgar has become majestic and tall.
The residents in the coverage area are also enjoying the look, and the pale look before has gradually faded. This is not to say how the purifying magic is burdock, the key is that the toxin effect is really low, so under the exposure of the nemesis magic, the toxin naturally decreases significantly.
But at this moment, the atmosphere in the field was a bit weird. First it was a person, then a group of people, then the residents who enjoyed their heads were shocked, their eyes were round, they looked straight into the sky, their faces were scared. Look like.
Vitega didn't notice this situation. All his mind was now thinking of leaving here as soon as possible. Seeing these immobile residents, he couldn't help frowning and looked at the mayor beside him. "What are you doing here?" Hurry up and change in a group of people! "
Although the area of ​​the square is not small, it must be able to stand by all the residents of the town. Naturally, it must be cleaned in turns.
But the mayor was unheard of. He raised his arm, and raised it up to the air, daring to point it in the air, and swallowed hard in his throat: "Big dad ... sir, grunt, look! ... "
Vitega looked even more ugly, and looked up angrily: "I see what I see ... Oh my God!" Exclaimed aloud, the pupils narrowed and enlarged, and the numbness felt spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, to the entire body. It's a little bit fluffy.
The breeze is not dry and the light is warm. The sky is still the clear blue sky, and the flowing cloud is still the faint flowing cloud. But in mid-air, there is a huge virtual shadow taking shape out of thin air ... holding a torch, covering with sackcloth, bare shoulders, calves and other parts, the halo is faint, and he is a handsome young man faintly.
This image, not to mention Vitega, is also familiar to ordinary civilians, because it can be seen everywhere in Bran, even in this small town. Just above the dilapidated church, the solid statue standing on the highest level ...
Bright God! This is the idol of the of light!
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As we all know, all religions, even the lower third-class sects who pull tiger flags by themselves, know to put on a layer of mystery. And this so-called mysterious coat has a professional collective name, called a miracle!
Bran has only one official belief, which is the Temple of Light. And since the establishment of the millennium, miracles in the Temple of Light have been common, about once every few decades or centuries. For example, the statue of the mountain brook in the mountain brook is the first maiden who was later recognized by the temple of light. Her miraculous act at that time added magic to the spring water and healed a whole city, so she was named a goddess!
But who would have thought that now in this humble remote town, miracles have once again appeared, and this time the Light God came in ...
Wow ...
Maybe he was awakened by the exclamation of Witgar, and all the people in the field returned to their hearts, and their expressions suddenly became excited and uproar.
Immediately, whether a believer or a non-believer, he couldn't help retreating, as if he didn't dare to desecrate the majesty of God. Then a large crowd of people knelt down, hands clasped with pious hands, and kept chanting the prayer doctrine of the Temple of Light.
"Giggle ... drink ..." Witgar shuddered, staring blankly at the increasingly solid idol in the sky, his throat rolling, making no meaningful sound.
His brain is now completely blank and confused, and he has completely lost his ability to think. Complicated emotions suddenly came to my mind, shocked, excited, fearful, incredible ... Is there really a God in this world? Did I occasionally touch God with kindness? Still, God realized what I had done before and came to judge me ...
The huge deities of light are still floating in the air quietly. Compared with the previous blurry shadows, they are now more real and clear, and even the texture of sackcloth is completely unobtrusive. Behind the dazzling glory behind him, the majestic and magnificent, more solemn and magnificent.
Sudden ... The slight sound of armour collision behind him made Vitega finally awake slightly. As soon as he looked up, the people spread out before him, all kneeling down on the ground. Turning their heads, those sacred bright knights wearing holy armor were also one-knee nobles, and their faces were full of excitement and piety.
With a soft knee, Vitega could not help but bow down, then shook his head, moved to the cavalry captain behind him, and asked with a trembling voice: "Did you feel magic ... magic wave?"
Although the image of the bright is right in front of him, the ambitious Vitega still can't believe it, worrying about what magic the idol is caused by. So although he himself was a bright magician, he still checked with the cavalry captain.
"No! Absolutely not!" The captain of the cavalry gripped Vitega's arm, his expression was very excited ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Lord, this is a miracle, this is a miracle of the Father God! "
"Miracles, miracles ..." Witgar murmured several times, the old face folds completely stretched, faintly mad and happy, murmured unconsciously, "Yes, I'm sending this time ..."
Vitega is worthy of being climbed step by step from the bottom! After being shocked, he realized for the first time that his opportunity was coming. Although he did not know what the reason was, and although he did not usually believe that there was a in this world, the idol of the bright now appeared when he purified the people.
What does this mean? This means that he will be the spokesperson of God walking in the world!
In this general situation, whatever origin and background forces will be swept away, he can definitely go one step further in the superstructure of the Light Temple, no, take a lot of steps ...
Realizing this, Vitega reluctantly suppressed his ecstasy, clasped his hands, and for the first time truly devoted himself to infinite prayer.
Oh! Thank God, praise God ...
………… (To be continued ...)