The number of people poisoned by the green corpse swelled from 100,000 to 500,000.

When Levi heard the news, he was very surprised.

Lancelot, however, was very calm.

Soon, the City Lord's Mansion and the Temple of Light announced to the public that there was a gap in the number of people.

There were so many poisoned people in the first place.

It's just that the symptoms of those who are poisoned are too mild.

So it wasn't counted.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the incubation period of the Green Corpse Cold had passed, and the poison broke out.

The number of people has skyrocketed.

Tell the residents of Storm City not to panic, and the Temple of Light will come up with a solution soon.

The inhabitants of Storm City suddenly discovered that no one under the command of the Temple of Light had been poisoned.

For a time, countless people poured into the area controlled by the Temple of Light, seeking refuge and safety.

In the evening, Levi stood on the roof of the building and looked out at the overcrowding of the street below.

Countless people from other parts of Storm City poured into the streets.

They would rather live in a comfortable house than come here to sleep on the street.

You know, it's January, and it's close to February.

The night was very cold.

Even the morning dew can get frosty.

These people were still willing to endure the cold and crowd the streets outside the Temple of Light.

Levi suddenly felt that the Cult of Light was really not a good thing.

In order to propagate the faith, unscrupulous means are used to attract believers.

Levi suspected that those who spread the news that the inhabitants of the Temple of Light had not been poisoned were the people of the Temple of Light.

"The people are bitter when they prosper, and the people who are dying are bitter."

Levi sighed.

If he didn't have extraordinary power, he would just be a crowd of beings below.

Levi looked up, as if he saw the gods in the sky looking down on the world.

Even with his extraordinary powers, he is still a great being.

Not to mention the distant and unreachable gods.

Levi is still at the mercy of the legendary lich.

He wanted to break free from the puppet line on his body.

"Tomorrow, Tears of the Goddess will arrive in Storm City."

Levi thought.

Tomorrow is not destined to be peaceful.

Tonight is the last quiet before the storm.

For ordinary people, this "storm" has lasted long enough.

Levi's "storm" has not yet begun.

The transcendent and the ordinary are already two worlds.

The transcendents of Storm City are about to face a superstorm that will engulf everyone.

No one can escape.

Savinia stood at the top of the building, looking at Storm City beneath her feet.

There was a sarcastic look on her face.

"Humans are a despicable species, and in order to achieve their goals, they will not spare their own kind."

Arnold the Minotaur stood beside her, silent.

Savinia only spread the Green Corpse Cold Toxin over a small area of Storm City.

Originally, it was expected to infect about 100,000 people in three days.

It can force the Temple of Light to apply to the Temple of Light for the use of Tears of the Goddess.

The legendary lich knows the minds of those in the Cult of Light all the best.

They don't care at all whether the world is stable or not, whether people live and work in peace and contentment.

They just need faith.

If peace can bring faith, then they will create peace.

If war brings faith, then they provoke it.

Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is just a tool for the Illuminati Cult to harvest the faith of the world.

From the beginning to the end, the Cult of the Illuminati believed in the god of light, not light.

It's the gods that matter.

Justice is not important.

A figure appeared in front of the two of them.

Savinia and Arnold hurriedly bowed their heads in greeting.

"Master."

"The Goddess Tears are coming, tell Morpheus to prepare to intercept the Goddess Tears."

"Yes."

The legendary lich is shrouded in black robes.

He stood in the darkness, looking at the temple of light, which was still golden in the dark night not far away.

Late at night, Levi lay in bed and pretended to sleep.

It seems to be sleeping, and the spell is still being deduced in his head.

In the Temple of Light, Levi did not rush into the dream world.

I've been very honest these days.

Suddenly, there was movement from the guards outside the door.

Levi slowly opened his eyes, and his spiritual perception spread like flowing water.

Suppressed by the Temple of Light, the range of spiritual perception was reduced to fifty meters.

However, Levi could still sense the movement outside.

He sensed a large number of footsteps.

The guards, knights, and guards of the Temple of Light are converging somewhere.

Levi's heart moved slightly, guessing that it might be the goddess's tears.

"Someone just came to tell the guards at the gate to keep an eye on him, it seems that Lancelot is still wary of himself, and he doesn't seem to want to know that the goddess's tears are coming."

"He's suspicious?"

Levi thought to himself.

He is now under house arrest.

A rash move could raise further suspicions on Lancelot's part.

Levi quietly cast a spell, and the mana fluctuations were undetectable.

Transfiguration.

A small bug flew out of Levi's palm, through the crack in the window, and chased the knight who passed by outside the wall.

No one will notice a small bug in the night.

Levi's mind conjured up the perspective of a little bug.

He carefully controlled the little bugs to conceal their magical aura and keep up with the footsteps of the Light Knight.

Soon, Levi saw a large number of Knights of Light gathering outside the temple.

Small bugs float in mid-air.

Levi looked through the eyes of the worm and looked at the main hall of the Temple of Light, where the door was closed.

He didn't rush closer.

Suddenly, a white light erupted from the main hall of the Temple of Light.

After a while, the light disappeared and the main hall door opened.

Three high priests from the temple came out of it.

They escorted the goddess to tears.

The archpriest saw Lancelot waiting at the door, and said with a smile: "Archbishop Lancelot, there is no need to be so excited, right?" ”

"Who would dare to attack the Temple of Light inside Storm City?"

Lancelot said, "It's better to be careful. ”

"Did the goddess bring the tears?" Lancelot asked.

The Grand Priest nodded and said, "Brought it." ”

"I heard that the Green Corpse Cold Poison broke out in Storm City, and if there are not many people, we can distribute holy water soaked in the Goddess's Tears to the sick to detoxify." The Grand Priest suggested.

"Half a million people have been poisoned," Lancelot said. ”

The Grand Priest looked surprised.

His heart moved slightly, "If there are so many people, then we have to find a way to prepare a miracle." ”

"It takes time to prepare for a miracle, and I don't know if the sick will be able to wait until that moment."

Lancelot said, "Don't worry, I've got everything I need for the miracle ritual, and I'm just waiting for the Goddess's tears to appear." ”

When the Great Priest heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." ”

"Then, the time for the miracle to be performed is set for tomorrow at noon."

Lancelot nodded and said, "No problem. ”

"Tonight, you three will have a good rest."

The Temple of Light prepares a palace for the three of them to live in, and sends a large number of Knights of Light and guards to protect the three.

The Great Priest's own strength is already strong.

Coupled with the protection of a large number of knights of light, the Goddess Tears are foolproof.

(End of chapter)