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Speaking of which, when Luke was a child, there were not many holy wheat in the monastery, and occasionally he had to come into a large sacrifice to get a small piece of holy wheat bread.

St. Luke was satisfied, but Wu Hui was still not satisfied.

1,500 kilograms of holy wheat is enough for the gods to eat for three or four months, in case a few more battles in the middle kill a group of believers, and the number of gods is large, so this little holy wheat may not be enough to eat.

It's a pity that under the continuous consumption, his divine power has bottomed out.

Even if you want to catalyze again, you can only wait a few days later for a new divine power.

Wu Hui divided the 1,500 kilograms of holy wheat into three parts, 400 kilograms were left as seeds and planted directly back in the gods, 100 kilograms were kept for the believers in the lower realm, and the remaining 1,000 kilograms were kept for the gods to eat.

After the embarrassing period of these three months, after the normal cultivation of Shengmai is officially harvested, it should be able to enter a virtuous circle.

The power of divine power is extremely precious, and it would be too wasteful to use it to grow food all the time.

Wu Hui did not participate in the next trivial matters.

Under the command of St. Luke, the people of the gods quickly removed 1,100 kilograms of St. Mai and stored them properly, and by the way, they also collected the straw left in the sacred field and kept it for firewood to burn.

After consulting Wu Hui, Luke took out a small portion of these holy grains as the first sacrament of the gods.

They carefully threshed and husked the ears of wheat, milled them into wheat flour and sifted them several times until they finally obtained half a bag of fine white wheat flour. In the mortal plane, only nobles would make white bread from fine wheat flour that had been sifted several times, and ordinary people would not eat such extravagant white bread several times a year.

However, these gods did not waste it, and they carefully collected the wheat bran and kept it for later use.

By this time, Jerome, the blacksmith of the Temple of Divine Weapons, had already built the oven, and a divine fire drawn from the furnace was drilled into the oven, and soon the mouth-watering aroma of toast came out of the oven.

The gods and people nearby were drooling.

Although Wu Hui has no body, his soul does not lose his five senses, and the tempting aroma of toast drills straight into his nose at this moment, and he can't help but feel a little greedy.

"The first loaf of bread from the holy wheat of the kingdom of God is dedicated to the great Lord of Light. ”

St. Luke took out the first piece of fragrant white bread, knelt on one knee, and respectfully handed it to Wu Hui with both hands, his eyes full of anticipation.

Wu Hui suddenly felt a strong hunger attack the depths of his soul.

His fingers had just moved, and suddenly he remembered that he was still a soul body, how could he eat?

St. Luke, aren't you kidding the gods?

However, looking at his pious and incomparably pure and innocent eyes, thinking of his loyalty to him, Wu Hui couldn't even say a few words of madness.

"Give this bread to everyone to eat. ”

Wu Hui waved his hand wryly, pretending not to care.

"Lords of Lukedai, thank you for the grace of my lord like the sea. St. Luke once again worshipped with great emotion, holding the bread in his hand and sharing the white bread with the gods.

"Thank you, Lord God. ”

"Thank you, my lord!"

In the midst of a sound of gratitude, Luke, Jerome and the others sat around and ate happily.

It was as if he hadn't eaten in 800 years.

"Humph!"

Wu Hui swallowed the saliva that didn't exist, and floated away into the distance with his hands behind his back, feeling angry in his heart, "This god hates to chirp when eating." ”

"Alas~"

Wu Hui squatted alone on the broken pillar, feeling bad in his heart.

He is also a dignified god of light, and he doesn't even have a body. Even if you have something delicious, you can't eat it, and you have to watch the gods eat it, which is too miserable~

As a great god of light, it's time to be kind to yourself.

He opened the list of believers, watched the slowly rising power of faith, and felt some motivation in his heart.

Painstakingly managed so far, at least the growth rate of the power of faith is okay.

He secretly swore in his heart: When 1 point of divine power arrives, he must build a body for himself.

Moreover, it can't be the kind of light elemental life that has a small JJ body, but a complete, real human body.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Hui's soul seemed to glow.

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Meanwhile.

In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui was counting his fingers to calculate how long it would take to have a body.

In the mortal plane of the Nether, the dark witch Judy finally returned to the City Lord's Mansion in Lu'an City as promised.

It's night.

The moon stars are scarce.

At this point in time, the civilians who were reluctant to spend money to light candles had already fallen into a deep sleep, and in the entire city of Lu'an, except for the small sound of the patrol group patrolling and the occasional chiming of the clock on the bell tower of the city lord's mansion, only the whirring wind occasionally sounded, and it was unusually quiet.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

After a day's work, Viscount Connor was walking slowly to his bedchamber.

White candles were lit on the iron candlesticks on the walls of the corridor, but the air in the corridor was not circulated, and the white candles were less lit.

However, the corridors of the castle at night were like this every day, and Viscount Connor had long been accustomed to it, and he still walked gracefully, dignified and elegant, surrounded by the male servants on the left and right, showing an aristocratic demeanor.

Suddenly.

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the hallway.

This figure is tall and slender, wearing a dark purple hooded robe that almost melts into the darkness, and its aura is mysterious, it is the dark witch who has abandoned the darkness, Judy Sinclair.

The Dark Witch didn't hide her aura at all when she appeared, and Viscount Connor instantly sensed that something was wrong.

"Who?"

He tensed and jerked into the darkness.

Seeing the figure standing quietly in the corner, his scalp tightened, but the expression on his face seemed to have taken another script, but he suddenly relaxed, revealing a polite smile: "It turned out that Miss Judy is back." You have been fortunate all the way, I have not touched the room, you can go back and rest at any time. ”

A mature nobleman would never show his emotions on his face, and Viscount Connor knew this well, and he did not even ask Judy about the outcome of his trip, acting like a generous and enthusiastic standard noble lord.

The Dark Witch knew the nobleman's tricks well, and she didn't say anything to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I failed. ”

Viscount Connor's smile froze slightly, and a layer of gloom was covered on his face, how could it be?

The Dark Witch seemed a little annoyed, "I'll admit, I was careless this time. Unexpectedly, the pseudo-saintess had a purification holy weapon in her hand, which just restrained the 'kiss of death'. ”

"Purifying Hallows?" Viscount Connor's face was gloomy as he frowned and muttered suspiciously, "Could it be the ...... from that old thing in the monastery?"

The Dark Witch snorted coldly, her eyes covered by her hood were cold, with bitter hatred: "I don't care where that broken thing came from." Since I promised to help you remove obstacles and repay your favors, I will definitely do it. 'Kiss of Death' doesn't work, I have another way. I don't believe that she, a third-level spellcaster, can still turn the sky upside down in my hands. ”

As she spoke, she turned to leave, looking ready to go back and make more powerful potions.

Seeing this, Viscount Connor stepped forward abruptly and said politely, "I'm sorry to wait a minute, Miss Judy. I have a question that I am puzzled about, and I hope you can tell me the truth. ”

Judy, the dark witch, paused for a moment, exuding a cold and evil aura around her, and looked back a little impatiently: "Say it." ”

"Recently, rumors have been spreading that the fallen God of Light has returned, and the rumors are getting stronger and stronger. Viscount Connor said unhurriedly, "I wonder if Miss Judy has found anything unusual when she went to Gru Town this time?"

"Ridiculous!"

Hearing this, the Dark Witch scoffed and sneered hoarsely, "With the knowledge of Lord Viscount, how could she ask such a stupid question? If the legendary God of Light does return, do you think I will come back alive?"

"Hehe, I also asked casually. Viscount Connor smiled kindly, "Miss Judy have a good rest, and I won't bother." ”

The Dark Witch turned around and left, but before she could take two steps, she paused and sneered: "The news of the fall of the God of Light has been confirmed by the Void Law God and the Elven Sub-God himself, so Lord Viscount should focus on other places." ”

As she spoke, before Viscount Connor could speak again, she had already turned around and directly turned into a black mist and melted into the darkness, completely disappearing.

Viscount Connor stared at her disappearing figure from a distance, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he had some doubts, and after a long time, he said to himself into the air, "What do you think of what Judy said?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice suddenly came from the shadows beside him: "Is the master suspicious of Miss Judy?"

Viscount Connor's gaze was still at the place where the Dark Witch had disappeared, and his face became a little gloomy: "I smell a lie. ”

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