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As Wu Hui's incarnation of the Right Messenger of Light descended on the world, all the believers were suddenly excited, whether it was the soldiers on Gru Fort or the civilians in Gru Town, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, their breathing was short of excitement, and their faces turned red.

Yet, even so, they managed to keep quiet, as if even a loud noise at such a time would be a blasphemy against the being.

On the city wall, the Holy Maiden of Light, Horn and others also saw the "Right Messenger of Light" for the first time, and they only felt that their hearts trembled, and they couldn't return to their senses for a long time.

Even the surrendered soldiers of the First Guard Regiment of Lu'an City couldn't help but get excited when they saw Wu Hui, and they remembered the glorious image of the Right Envoy of Light that night.

Especially the soldiers who had followed Wu Hui through half of the city and watched Wu Hui perform miracles to disperse the plague, they were even more excited and couldn't help but kneel down like the believers in Gruburg, stumbling and starting to pray in a low voice. Their level of faith has already reached the level of pious believers.

At this time, Wu Hui, whose body was condensed by a ball of pure holy light energy, was quietly floating in the air, overlooking all living beings.

Including the believers in Gru Town, there are 10,000 people. They went up to the Holy Maiden of Light and down to the prisoners, and all of them knelt on the ground, their expressions pious and solemn.

The shouts of the right envoy of the light lingered in my ears and did not disperse for a long time.

Wu Hui's 10,000 people surrendered, and the appearance of kowtowing sincerely, his mood was also a little surging.

Surprised, shocked, fluttering?

Both.

But in those eyes that looked up at the sky, full of hope and expectation, he felt a heavy pressure.

There has never been a moment when he has been so clearly aware that the future of all these people is dependent on him, and that their life and death, their honor and disgrace, and their happiness will depend on his will.

Is this God?

Wu Hui felt a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart, and he always felt as if something was shaking and brewing in his chest, as if it was about to sprout, but for a while he couldn't figure out what it was.

The relationship between God and believers is one of fate and interdependence.

As the god of light, Wu Hui needs to harvest the pure power of faith from his followers and transform it into divine power for him to develop and grow. And believers also need a powerful deity as the support of fate and the support of the heart.

And what Wu Hui can do is to do his best to protect them while seeking divine power.

For the time being, he could only understand it so simply.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency the Right Envoy of Light. ”

On the city wall, Catherina, the Holy Maiden of Light, looked up at the sky and said solemnly on behalf of the Holy See of Light: "May I ask how you are going to judge Connor Raymond, do you need us to make some preparations?"

"There's no need to be so troublesome. ”

Wu Hui's voice sounded low and solemn.

With that, he lowered his eyes to Viscount Connor, who was nailed to the city wall, and suddenly spoke: "Decree, heal." ”

As soon as the words fell, and he didn't see any other movements, a magical light instantly fell from the sky and landed on Viscount Connor.

The holy white light fell on Viscount Connor and quickly seeped into his body.

In an instant, Viscount Connor, who had fainted due to excessive blood loss, came to his senses, and the wounds on his body were completely healed in an instant, even the shoulder blades that had been nailed through by the flaming spear had been completely healed, and he grew into the flesh with the flaming spear.

The divine technique performed by Wu Hui himself, even if it was the most ordinary healing technique, the effect was by no means comparable to others.

Viscount Connor's eyes were blank, and he didn't understand what was going on for a moment.

Wu Hui ignored him and spoke again: "Order, development." ”

With a wave of his hand, a white light fell from the sky, covering Viscount Connor's head.

In an instant, a mirage-like light and shadow appeared in the sky, and Viscount Connor's every move at the moment was magnified and clearly displayed on it, whether it was the soldiers of Gruburg or the civilians of Gru Town.

This is a live broadcast magic technique that Wu Hui casually made, which is somewhat similar to the Eye of God, but the way of development is different. With his current mastery of divine arts, he is already proficient in transforming divine arts, and he can easily use divine arts to achieve his own goals.

Since it is a public judgment, of course, everyone must see it clearly.

This is Wu Hui's reference to some trial experience on the earth, so that the effect of the trial can be maximized.

Just a few small magic spells created an uproar among the believers and captives.

Ordinary soldiers and popular believers, most of them are just laymen watching the excitement, and they only think that the right envoy of light is very beautiful to use his magic skills.

And some people such as level 3 and level 4, or some knowledge, all looked at each other and were shocked in their hearts.

The right envoy of light seems to be an ordinary divine skill, but it is so similar to the legendary supreme realm, and the method of speech is so similar. Could it be that the Right Envoy of Light has surpassed the strength of the War Angel just now, surpassed the Holy Rank, and reached another legendary level?

This is a highly likely thing, after all, the Angel of War is already a Holy Order. And the position of the right envoy of light is obviously above it.

For a while, the expression of the knowledgeable person became more serious, but his heart was beating wildly.

Where did Wu Hui know that he had been using his magic skills in a very low-key manner, but he was frantically made up, he just calmly withdrew his hand as if he had done a trivial thing, and then began his performance.

He shone with golden light, and his mighty eyes stared at Viscount Connor with undeniable joy: "Connor Raymond, are you guilty?"

He spoke in a loud voice, but it seemed to come from above, with a majesty that defied everything.

High in the air, he stood by the void, exuding a holy light, and his majesty was like the sun in the sky, even if he did not deliberately release the coercion, it still made people feel endless pressure.

For a moment, the entire Gruburg and the town of Gru fell silent suddenly, and everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on the mirage in the sky.

Viscount Connor reacted in a trance.

He looked at the figure in the sky, and the mirage that showed his facial expression.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and then he laughed out loud: "Judge in public? It seems that you pseudo-light sect want to use me, a viscount, to deter the people." What are you trying to judge me? ”

Viscount Connor was also a conspirator, and he instantly guessed Wu Hui's thoughts and routines.

"Bold!"

The Templar Langdon, with his sword drawn, shouted angrily, "Connor sinner, how dare you be disrespectful to the Right Messenger of Light?" and the other Templars behind him also drew their swords and glared at each other.

Wu Hui raised his hand to stop them, but he didn't care about Connor's attitude. What kind of identity is he, how can he deal with a dying man?

What's more, in a sense, Wu Hui agrees with Connor's words.

Holding this trial meeting is just to make use of his waste and win over the people's hearts. This is true in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, and the same is true for the conspirators of the Otherworldly Continent.

"Oh, I'd like to hear what you can say. Wu Hui said calmly as usual, "We, the Holy See of Light, advocate fairness, justice, and openness, if you are guilty, we will not let you go, and if you are innocent, we will not wronged you." ”

"I'm not guilty. Perhaps knowing that it was useless to beg for mercy, Connor let go of his jealousy, and did not bother to pretend anymore, speaking sharply and harshly, without any concealment, "It is the emperor's order to exterminate the remnants of light, and there is a king's decree. I'm just a small executor, and I've never been the only nobleman who strangles the remnants of light, and the remnants of light in other territories have long been strangled. If you have the ability, you will judge those counts, dukes, kings, and Karl the Great. What kind of majesty does it mean to be a little viscount like me?"

He sneered, a mocking look on his face.

There was an uproar among the believers, who angrily scolded Viscount Connor for his arrogance and shamelessness.

Wu Hui was neither happy nor angry, but said coldly and majestically: "Connor, your accusations have been written down, and the right envoy will carefully verify them, as long as the evidence is conclusive, whether it is a commoner or a duke or an emperor, the right envoy will deal with it impartially and judge them one by one." Anyone who owes the blood debt of my Light Believers will be liquidated and judged! No one can stay out of it!"

As soon as he said this, all the Light Believers fell silent, but their eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism.

This is what the Right Envoy of Light said himself, as long as he owes the light believers a blood debt, no matter who they are, they will pay the price. How much weight does this sentence have?

Even the clergy of the Holy See were thrilled by this statement. The right envoy of light represents the meaning of the light of my lord, with the Lord like this, even if it is hard and difficult, what is not worth it?

Viscount Connor was also suffocated, he didn't expect this right envoy of light to speak so domineeringly, and he wanted to settle the accounts on the emperor one by one, but he was speechless for a while.

"Since you refuse to speak, the right envoy will help you, and your sins must be revealed by yourself. The corners of Wu Hui's energy formed by his mouth rose slightly, and he spat out the law order, "Law order, mantra." ”

Say what you say.

A divine light instantly fell on Viscount Connor.

Viscount Connor trembled, and suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if there were a lot of words in his throat, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy.

His heart froze, and he instantly had a not-so-good premonition.

Unfortunately, he woke up too late.

"Connor sinners, don't be quick to reveal your crimes. Wu Hui's majestic voice exploded in his ears like thunder.

Viscount Connor was immediately completely unable to control his tongue, and when he was fully conscious, he confessed his sins one by one.

This magic is so terrifying, as long as he can think of the sins in his mind, he can't help but say it. From peeking at so-and-so taking a bath when he was a child, to harming people with a honey-bellied sword, to levying tyranny in the territory and so on.

Most importantly, he confided the truth about the destruction of the Abbey of St. Luan.

The monastery has accumulated countless years of wealth and has long been coveted by Viscount Connor.

It's just that at first, he had always been afraid of Father Luke, a level 5 powerhouse, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

When he heard that Father Luke had died in the Holy City, Viscount Connor could no longer refrain from making a move on the fat sheep in the Luan Monastery.

Although the main force that led the troops to encircle and suppress the Abbey of St. Luan was Gangdeyar, the other two barons also participated, and no one was innocent.

Although Viscount Connor did not send troops, he gave the order.

Moreover, as the de facto controller of Lu'an City, he also got the most benefits.

The original property of the abbey, apart from the land and the antique paintings, the remaining most valuable properties, including the manor and the chamber of commerce, all went into the pocket of Viscount Connor. Even St. Luan's Cathedral, which was originally located next to Fort Luan, fell into the hands of Viscount Connor.

Everything came out of his mouth.

The anger of countless believers is getting deeper and deeper, but I didn't expect Viscount Connor to be so greedy and despicable, he is actually behind everything.

"So you're the one behind the scenes!"

The Saintess of Light, who has always been calm, was also in the dark, but she didn't expect that Baron Gangdeyar was just a doer, and the biggest villain was still at large.

Her whole body trembled, and she forcibly suppressed the anger and impulse to do it herself, and knelt down on one knee and said earnestly: "Holy Catherina, I implore the Right Envoy of Light to administer justice to the brothers and sisters who died tragically in the Monastery of St. Luan, and give Connor the burning at the stake. ”

"I beg the Right Messenger of Light to support justice and burn Connor at the stake. The clergy of the Holy See of Light also bowed down to the request, their expressions full of righteous indignation.

Meanwhile.

The soldiers of the Faithful, as well as all the residents of the Believers in the town of Gru, fell to their knees and shouted angrily and reverently, "Please do justice to the Right Envoy of Light, and give Connor the burning." ”

The willingness to pray for judgment gathered into a strong prayer force, which rushed straight into Wu Hui's body. In an instant, the power of his faith skyrocketed, and the speed of growth made his heart tremble faintly.

Wu Hui forcibly suppressed the joy of making a lot of money, and continued to say to Connor calmly and solemnly: "The righteous judgment may be late, but it will never be absent. ”

"Connor sinner, you are guilty of unforgivable sins. Wu Huishen's mighty voice resounded throughout the sky, "I am the right messenger of light, leading the oracle of my lord of light, listening to the wishes of all believers, and now I give you the punishment of burning your body with holy flames, may the pure and holy flame burn away your sins and dispel the filth of your soul." ”

"I don't ......," Viscount Connor's face changed dramatically, but he hadn't yet uttered the word.

An incomparably white flame fell on him, and in an instant, Viscount Connor turned into a screaming burning man.

And at the same time.

The speed of the power of faith that rushed into the godhead skyrocketed several times again. Wu Hui's mood also became better, a large amount of faith power represents divine power, and it also represents Wu Hui's capital to become stronger.

This wave is a steady profit, and it is also thanks to the cooperation of Viscount Connor.

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