Chapter 100: On behalf of the light punish you!

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"The Holy Cross can only shelter one person." Viscount Conner's eyes flashed coldly, dropping his sword, and immediately wearing the medal on his chest.
Slightly agitated and activated.
Suddenly, the Holy Cross was shining.
The holy white light bloomed from the medal, and the black gas on his chest was dissipated in an instant, and spread quickly around his chest, covering his whole body.
The terrifying and poisonous "Abyss of the Elements" that can be weakened by even level 7 creatures encounters the Holy Light, as if they encountered natural enemies. Under the impact of the Holy Light, they are steadily shrinking, shrinking and collapsing.
Soon, most of the black gas pervading Viscount Conner disappeared, and even the pale and atrophied muscles were gradually recovering.
However, at the position of his chest, the black gas not only did not dissipate, but became darker and thicker.
Because of being expelled by the Holy Light, all the remaining black gas toxins have gathered here, and the thick and thick black gas actually resists the attack of the Holy Light.
For a while, one black, one white, and two lights could not help anyone, and fell into a stalemate.
The smile on Viscount Conner's face froze suddenly, and his expression became very ugly: "Even the Holy Cross cannot be completely dispelled?"
He originally thought that the elemental abyss had a great reputation, but the dark witch Judy had only level 4 after all. Even if the elemental abyss was barely refined, it must be the kind of defective product with a greatly reduced effect, the purification of light on the Holy Cross. Anyway, it was cast by a monk at the level of the Cardinal.
I didn't expect it to dispel!
麻烦 This is a big trouble!
After two laps on the spot, Viscount Conner's face was extremely gloomy, and he said to the old housekeeper: "When the order is passed, all the troops will be assembled immediately to attack the town of Grew. In addition, give me a reward, no matter who it is, as long as he can catch the false holy Woman and dark witch, I have great rewards. "
"Yes, sir."
The old butler immediately responded and hurried down to convey the order.
Viscount Conner glanced down and glanced at the black gas that narrowed in his chest, and there was a sudden slap in his gray-green eyes.
No matter how bad this poison is, as long as he catches the dark witch, he has ten thousand ways to force her to come up with an antidote. No matter how bad it is, there will always be one or two holy artifacts in the hands of the false saint, which can also suppress toxicity.
To this day, even if you have to sacrifice more soldiers, you can only sacrifice.
就是 This is true of the nobility inherited from generation to generation, selfish and self-serving, and can sell everything for his own life.
I'm at this moment, I'm stunned.
A spiky male voice came from the yard outside the study.
哟 "Yo ~ I haven't seen each other for many years. How did Master Conner make himself so embarrassed?"
"who?"
Viscount Conner was shocked and turned his head to look through the window, but saw the stone carvings in the yard next to him.
人 This figure, Dang Erlang, leaned on the stone sculpture, and looked at Viscount Conner with a smile.
He has maroon hair, a beard on his face, and he is not too young, but he is still thin and powerful, with well-made dark red leather with red light flowing on it, unlike ordinary products.
However, the most eye-catching thing on him was to count the extremely exaggerated red spear on his back.
The gun body is as long as two people, the gun head is longer than the arm, the gun body is carved with exquisite patterns, and every inch of the gun body exudes a breathtaking and dangerous breath, which is shocking.
Even if he just sits casually like this, he doesn't let out a bit of momentum, but anyone who sees him will understand that this person is definitely not easy to mess with.
Seeing this man, Viscount Conner's eyes scratched a deep jealousy, but his face seemed to be sullen with a relaxed smile: "Uncle Edmond, you are here."
所谓 This so-called "Uncle Edmond" full name is Edmond Ilves, one of his father's trusted counts, one of His Majesty's Viscounts.
Of course, most people are more familiar with his other name than the title of "Viscount", "Firewalker Edmond".
He is one of the few Asian Saints with a strong reputation, and his strength is only one level worse than that of a Saint.
爵 The first time Viscount Conner had doubts about the Dark Witch for the first time, he had written to Edmond inviting him to act.
In fact, if it wasn't for Edmund Elvis had owed him a small amount of affection a long time ago, in his status, it might not be necessary to move this level of people.
And even if someone is interested, he paid a lot of money to get Edmond to agree to shoot.
I think of those costs, Viscount Conner still feels heartache, but has to pay.
Haw and Viscount Conner whispered a few words, and Edmond knew the beginning and end of things from his mouth.
"It's just a group of idiots who use the name of the bright to rebel. Is it worth your enthusiasm?" He smiled scornfully, casually, "Relief, leave it to me. I will use strength to make them understand that the noble Authority must not be profane, and those who violate it must pay the price of blood. "
"The next thing to do is to rely on Uncle Edmond."
Viscount Conner complimented Edmond with a bit of flattery, and his mood soon calmed down, and he no longer saw the previous mania.
There is a "Flamewalker" in it, even if there is a 6th-level strong man around the pseudo-maiden?
With thousands of troops in hand and the aid of Flamewalker Edmund, he didn't believe that a small false light maiden could go to heaven!
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"咦?" Consciousness has long returned to the kingdom of bright gods, arranged everything, and was ready to sit and wait for the opening of the good show. Wu Hui felt some strong fluctuations.
Those fluctuations come from the channel of faith of believers.
Those belief channels are not very strong, most of them are shallow believers, a few are true believers, and only a few religious believers have mixed their faith channels.
But there are a lot of them. At first there were only a few hundred people, and they quickly grew to hundreds.
That number is still soaring.
If a single shallow believer prays to Wu Hui, unless the holy relics are pinched and his emotions are very intense, Wu Hui will hardly sense the faint and extreme fluctuation.
Even in the Godhead, this part of the believer's wishes can be completely filtered out.
If the divine bright and divine, even the ordinary prayers of the shallow believers, must be sensed and reasoned, then Wu Hui will not have to do anything all day, and he will be a nanny for all believers.
However, at the same time period, when there are a large number of shallow believers in the same area praying collectively, the fluctuation will be larger. The more the number of praying believers, the more fluctuations Wu Hui can sense.
When thousands of shallow believers collectively pray, the reminder fluctuations to Wu Hui will be no less than the single holy believers pray.
"Is this in Lu'an City?" As soon as Wu Hui noticed, he realized that the believers came from Lu'an City, even the Conner Castle in Lu'an City.
"What's going on?" Wu Hui frowned, somewhat confused.
Lu'an City has always been the enemy's base camp. The penetration of the Holy See is strictly guarded against death. The Qing priests spare no effort to get up. Therefore, although Lu'an City and Conner Castle have secretly developed many believers, the proportion is not high compared to the total population.
How about such a few believers, even praying to him Wu Hui at the same time? Could it have happened?
"God, listen to the prayers of believers." Wu Hui ordered seriously.
The believer is the foundation of Wu Hui's development and growth, and he cannot help but ignore it.
霎 Time!
A large amount of complicated and weak information poured into Wu Hui's consciousness.
"The great God of Light ~ EbookFREE.me ~ save me."
"My lord, I pray you to save my mother."
"God, please come to earth and suppress the plague."
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I waited and waited. Numerous messages shocked Wu Hui's consciousness, which made him have a headache for a while, and quickly interrupted the information flood.
He rubbed his temples, frowning, no wonder the old of light would block the prayer messages of most low-level believers. If there are hundreds of thousands of superb believers, all the believers will take care of them, and even if they are transformed into thousands, they will not be able to deal with them.
Moreover, the benefit of a single shallow believer to the deities is too small, and no is willing to deal with a single shallow believer.
Don't say what it looked like at the peak of the old bright god. Now Wu Hui, who is a 20,000 or 10,000 believer, is unwilling to pray with Rip fellows.
However, the believer's message of refusal and prayer also shocked Wu Hui: "Plague?"
Is n’t that a catastrophic plague in Lu'an?
Wu Hui's heart paused, secretly, it wouldn't be ...
At this moment, a strong wave of belief trembled in Wu Hui's consciousness, which was a prayer belonging to the level of fanatics.
"Is Judy the Dark Witch?"
辉 Wu Hui listened to her prayer without hesitation.
"My Lord!" The hoarse and excited voice of the Dark Witch sounded in Wu Hui's consciousness, "Qi Wuzhu, those stupid nobles who dare to offend you, the army, the ignorant foolish people, your most faithful servant has punished you To them. May the light of our Lord shine on every inch. "
Retribution?
Wu Hui's eyes turned dark, and suddenly she couldn't laugh or cry, were you a lunatic? My deities just let you retreat quickly. Which one wants you to wave in Lu'an City?
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