Divine Civilization

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Kingdom of Light.

Wu Hui was lying in the garden of the villa in the middle of the mountain, with a white robe casually spread on the floor.

In the entire garden, there was no one but him. Even the maids who were always by his side and ready to serve him were gone at this moment.

Brilliant flowers bloomed on the grass beside him. They were colorful, but they did not overwhelm the audience at all. On the contrary, they made him in white robe even more holy.

"Sure enough, it's still comfortable to stay here."

Wu Hui let out a long breath.

Although the main temple has already been built, he still prefers this small villa designed by himself to the majestic and majestic temple. When there is nothing to do, he will retreat to the left and right, and stay here quietly.

Only here can he completely relax and feel like he is at home.

With a thought, the crystal wall above his head gradually became transparent, and a lonely void appeared in front of his eyes, with dazzling luster and bottomless depth. In the extreme distance, there are stars shining slightly, deep and lonely.

Seeing all this, Wu Hui's thoughts gradually drifted away.

He did not expect that Catherine, the Holy Maiden of Light, would be the goddaughter of the Pope.

He even didn't expect that the Guangming Holy See would be reduced to the point where everyone shouted and beat it because of one person's selfish desire. The Pope, who was once mighty and in charge of the entire Holy See of Light, has long since become a prisoner.

Thinking of these things, his mood is quite complicated.

If it wasn't for the ambitious man Yiglaz, he wouldn't have been poor when he first wore it. He couldn't even convert a little bit of divine power for more than a year, and he almost became a ghost in the void together with the Kingdom of Light. dust.

But if it wasn't for him, he probably wouldn't have passed through at all, and now he's still the same dick waiting to die, and he wouldn't become an omnipotent god at all.

Time also, life also.

Things in this world really cannot be inferred by common sense.

"My lord, the spoils of war have been counted, please take a look."

Suddenly, Saint Luke's voice came from outside the villa.

Wu Hui came back to his senses, raised his hand, and the barrier of divine power covering the entire villa opened a hole: "Come in."

"Yes, my lord."

St. Luke's voice came again from beyond the courtyard walls.

Then, there was the sound of the courtyard door opening.

After a while, slight footsteps sounded in his ears. With a glance, Wu Hui saw a pair of forged metal combat boots walking towards him carefully avoiding the wild flowers on the ground.

Sitting up from the ground, Wu Hui didn't look at St. Luke, and asked casually, "Did you find any good things?"

"It's mainly the spoils found from Yiglaz. In addition, a lot of property that originally belonged to the Holy See of Light is still in the warehouse." St. Luke knelt on one knee beside Wu Hui and said respectfully.

"Um."

Wu Hui nodded slightly.

He speculated that Yiglaz might be preparing to spread the faith quickly with the help of the original property of the Holy See of Light after he ignited the divine fire, so he didn't touch those things.

In this way, it is cheaper for myself.

"This is the list of spoils presented by the saint, please have a look." St. Luke took out a thick booklet from the storage ring, and presented it to Wu Hui respectfully.

Taking the booklet from him, Wu Hui didn't read it directly, but asked, "Do you have a Molten Core?"

"Return to my lord, no."

"Forget it~ I didn't have much hope at first." Wu Hui sighed.

The Molten Core is one of the necessary materials to condense the godhead, and it is also the last material for him to repair the godhead. As long as he got the Molten Core and condensed 25,000 points of divine power, he would be able to completely repair the godhead and become a true god.

He originally thought that there might be one in Yiglaz's hands. Now it seems that Yiglaz may have only a half-knowledge of what happened after the ignition of the divine fire, and perhaps he has not had time to collect materials, but it made him look forward to it in vain.

Forget it~ There would be no Molten Core without the Molten Core~

Anything else is fine.

Wu Hui flipped through the thick loot booklet and looked down.

After reading a few lines, his mood immediately improved a lot.

Yiglaz has quite a collection. In addition to the Scepter of Holy Light snatched from the hands of the real Pope St. John Nassadr, there are actually 3 high-level magic stones, a stone of fortune and 4 space crystals. .

These are all good things.

The high-level magic stone contains abundant magic energy, and one piece can be converted into 2000 points of divine power. When the battle was just over, he found a high-level magic stone on Yglaz. He thought it would be nice to have this one, but he unexpectedly hid two more.

These three add up to a full 6000 points of divine power.

For him who is now consuming more and more divine power, this is simply a timely rain.

Not to mention the stone of fortune, which is an essential material for repairing the metaplasia pool, each of which gathers countless vitality. An incomplete stone of good fortune can allow the Tudou family to survive and multiply on such a harsh continental fragment. Its preciousness can be imagined.

In order to repair the transformation pool from 50% to 100%, four Fortune Stones are needed. With this stone of good fortune, as long as three more stones of good fortune are found, after repairing the godhead, the transformation pool can be repaired directly.

As for the space crystal, it is an essential material for repairing the gate of heaven. Only in places where the power of space is strong, such as in the turbulent flow of space, will there be occasional space crystals, and it is very difficult to obtain space crystals without sufficient strength.

In order to repair the gate of heaven, he has also been collecting space crystals during this time. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. After searching all the space turbulence in the surrounding void, he only found 2 space crystals, but the deep sea explorers dug up 3 from the deep sea, plus the current 4, There are 9 space crystals in his hand.

Only 8 space crystals are needed to completely restore the gate of heaven, and 9 space crystals are completely enough. After repairing, he still has 1 space crystal left in his hand. This was simply an imaginary thing for him before.

It's a pity that he hasn't even repaired his godhead yet. Even if he collects all the space crystals, he won't be able to repair the gate of heaven for the time being.

Besides these materials, what he cared most about was the scepter of holy light.

This is a real "artifact".

For him today, any artifact is precious. After all, he doesn't even have an artifact.

I really can't think about this matter, and when I think about it, I feel that this "god" is too miserable.

Wu Hui silently expressed his "poverty" in his heart.

Although this holy light scepter was eliminated by the old God of Light, a divine weapon is a divine weapon, and a divine weapon that incorporates the power of laws cannot be compared with ordinary equipment.

No matter who he chooses to hand over the "Holy Light Scepter", the holder of the Holy Light Scepter can display strength not inferior to that of a level 9 demigod, and if used by a level 9 demigod, it can even increase his strength To the extent that it is infinitely close to 10 gods.

Its importance can be seen from this.

In addition to these few things, in the warehouse of the former Guangming Holy See, there are quite a lot of magical books, secret books of exercises, high-level equipment, and various precious materials. Not to mention low-level materials and equipment. The standard weapons and armor hoarded in the warehouse alone are enough to arm an elite cavalry regiment of tens of thousands of people.

Seeing this, Wu Hui couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The foundation of the Guangming Holy See for thousands of years is really not fake. If it had been the time when he had just worn it, he would have fainted from happiness when he saw this booklet.

Even now, looking at this huge fortune, he still feels satisfied, as if he has earned 100 million yuan.

It's amazing~

Wu Hui closed the thick spoils book with satisfaction, and asked casually, "The 2 high-level magic stones, 1 fortune stone, 4 space crystals, and the scepter of holy light have all been presented?"

"It has already been presented."

As St. Luke said, he took out a few things from the storage ring.

Under the holy light, the three kinds of ores are lustrous and emitting majestic energy fluctuations. The pale golden scepter of holy light lingers in the holy light, majestic and sacred.

"Okay~"

With a wave of Wu Hui's hand, he put away the Holy Light Scepter, the 1 Fortune Stone, and 4 Space Crystals, and then picked up the 2 high-level magic stones.

Shrouded in divine power, the energy in the two high-level magic stones was instantly absorbed. The divine power in the divine power pool suddenly increased from 283 points to 4283 points.

Wu Hui suddenly felt relieved.

Although a lot of divine power has been accumulated during this period, the body of an angel at level 9 consumes too much divine power, and the divine power cannot withstand consumption at all.

Originally, his divine power was only more than a thousand points left, but he managed to find a high-level magic stone from Iglaz, which increased his divine power to more than 3,000 points, and finally created a level 9 angelic body for St. John All of a sudden, he spent 3125 points of divine power, which directly caused his divine power to dive, leaving only 283 points of divine power.

It can be said that it has returned to before liberation.

The arrival of these 4000 points of divine power is really timely.

Feeling relaxed, Wu Hui finally remembered the issue of rewards for meritorious deeds after the war.

Not only the angels participated in the battle this time, but also the newly joined Sea Clan, Liliana, the old mage Mason and other friendly troops. After the battle, they must be allocated enough benefits, otherwise there will definitely be hidden dangers. The next day someone stabbed him in the back.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Saint Luke, pass on my word of mouth."

"You say."

Hearing this, Saint Luke's expression suddenly became serious.

While thinking, Wu Hui said slowly: "This time, the Dark Witch Judy contributed a lot by granting 200 points of divine power. The rest of the strong players who participated in the battle also contributed a lot. The 8th-level legend bestowed 200 points of divine power, and the 7th-level Saint..."

Having said that, he subconsciously calculated the expenditure of divine power in his mind.

In addition to the angel, the 8th-level legendary powerhouse participating in the battle this time also includes Liliana, the flame queen, the two sea kings of the siren family, Sera the sea monster, the legendary space magister Old Mason, the royal holy magister Andrew, and the rescued The two cardinals of the...

There are 8 in total, and you need to reward 1600 points of divine power, plus the 200 points of the dark witch, it is 1800 points.

There are only 4283 points of divine power in total, and a little less than half of them are gone in one go.

Wu Hui was shocked, and instantly felt the embarrassment of divine power.

He was planning to reward the 7th-level saints who participated in the battle with divine power, but when he thought of the number of 7th-level saints participating in the battle, he quickly reined in: "7th-level saints, allow them to receive a holy artifact from the Holy See's treasury. Yes Well, and Charles..."

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching when he thought of the process of Charles getting the key from the female warden.

"Hmm... His sacrifice this time is not small..." Wu Hui resisted the pain in his heart, and said, "Give me 200 points of divine power as well~"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and 2000 points of divine power gushed out from his body, turning into 10 divine power clusters and falling into the hands of St. Luke.

Each of these 10 divine power groups contains 200 points of divine power, and the aura is sacred and majestic. Even just looking at it seems like a kind of blasphemy.

St. Luke responded, and then respectfully received the magic group, not knowing that Wu Hui's heart was bleeding.

Wu Hui turned his eyes away from looking at the disappearing divine power, and tried his best to comfort himself: This is a necessary expense, and he is reluctant to leave the child alone~ If you want your subordinates to work for you, you can't be too stingy.

After consoling himself for a while, he recovered from the heartache of losing 2000 points of divine power, and continued to think rationally about the follow-up matters.

"The property of the original Holy See of Light will be handed over to Catherine, the Holy Lady of Light, for the development of the Church of Light. In addition, the expansion of the Knights of the Pegasus and the Knights of the Templars is also imperative. The monastery... the Sea Clan... ...Also, the cooperation with the Association of Magicians must be paid close attention..."

Wu Hui has also thought about the future direction of the Holy See during this time. Now that he has mentioned it, he will explain it to St. Luke in detail, so that he will not misunderstand what he means.

In the past, the God of Light was strong and domineering, and he did not allow any gods other than himself to exist on the Light Plane, but Wu Hui was different from him. In his view, angels still have their own limitations after all, as long as they can be used by themselves and have a way to ensure their loyalty, there are only benefits and no harm in having a few different types of gods as subordinates.

Diversified development is king.

As for the issue of belief arising from polytheism, Wu Hui didn't care at all.

A subordinate god is just a subordinate god, as long as his statue is always located in the main temple in the center, other gods can't get past him.

As for whether the divine power produced by the believers will decrease because of this...

Well, he believes, as long as the population base is large enough, it shouldn't be a problem at all.

He roughly estimated that the total population of the Bright Plane is only about 300 to 500 million, and the large land and sparse population are not enough to describe the terrible low land utilization rate. He has every confidence in multiplying that number by 2 and more in the next fifty years...

Uh, accidentally said far~

Wu Hui adjusted his thinking and revisited the development of the Bright Plane. In general, it is to cooperate with Prince Charles to restore the belief in the God of Light in the empire in the shortest possible time.

In the end, he concluded: "Now the Holy See is developing too fast and there are too many things. Catherine may not be able to handle it alone. You and St. John will help you to keep an eye on it. You can decide on small things by yourself. When it comes to future development, we will come again." Ask for my opinion."

"yes."

St. Luke respectfully responded.

With just a few words, Wu Hui decided lightly the development of the Guangming Empire in the next few decades.

Today, he already has the strength to decide the world with one word.

The natural demeanor in that expression and tone, with a majesty that even Wu Hui himself didn't realize, pointed Jiangshan and reprimanded Fang Qiu.

While talking, a war angel suddenly flew down from the sky with flapping wings and landed outside the courtyard.

Saint Luke frowned slightly, and was about to scold the reckless war angel when he heard an extremely excited voice coming from outside the courtyard.

"My lord! There is a change in the transformation pool."

St. Luke's half-frowned brows froze, and he immediately showed joy: "St. John is coming out?"

Hearing this, Wu Hui's thoughts moved, and the situation at the Huasheng Pond suddenly surfaced in his mind.

A smile appeared on his face.

"It's true that St. John's is coming out." Wu Hui stood up on the ground, and said with great interest, "Let's go and have a look."

After all, he waved his sleeves, and an incomparably holy white light enveloped him and St. Luke's figure inside.

In the blink of an eye, he and St. Luke's figure disappeared into the holy light, leaving only the war angel who came to report the news standing alone outside the garden villa, like a large dog left unconsciously by the owner, bewildered At a loss.

At the same time, outside the Transformation Pool, a mass of pure white holy light exploded suddenly, and the figures of Wu Hui and Saint Luke appeared on the white stone steps.

"Meet my lord!"

"Meet my lord!"

When the angel in charge of guarding the Huasheng pool saw Wu Hui, he rushed out and bowed.

The heroic spirits who were queuing up outside the transformation pool knelt down excitedly, their foreheads pressed against the ground, with a pious and fanatical expression.

"Get up~"

Wu Hui didn't care, waved his hand casually, and led St. Luke into the palace quickly.

In the past, he still felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, but as time passed, he has become more and more adapted to the identity of a god, and also more and more adapted to the piety and fanaticism of the believers when he is treated. I don't feel anything at all.

Although the palace built outside the Huasheng Pond is not so majestic and magnificent, it already looks like a temple.

Wu Hui stepped over the threshold and saw the vision in the transformation pond at a glance.

In the pure white transformation pool with a few cracks remaining, the dazzling holy light is slowly dimming, becoming hazy like water vapor.

In the halo, a tall and tall figure gradually revealed his figure.

It was a young and handsome young man with brilliant blond hair and deep blue eyes like the surface of a peaceful lake. However, under the quiet and deep lake, there are vicissitudes and profundity that cannot be dissipated.

Three pairs of pure white wings spread out behind his back, setting off his figure incomparably holy.

There is no doubt that he is the former Pope, St. John Nasadr, who was reborn after bathing in the biochemical pool and possessed the body of an angel.

Just as Wu Hui was watching him, St. John Nassadr also woke up from the warm and gentle, sacred experience like a mother's body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the stalwart existence shrouded in endless divine light beside the Transformation Pond.

A sliver of understanding suddenly emerged in his mind—that is, the Lord he respected as the most holy, revered with all his heart, and believed in, the "God of Light".

"My lord."

The tranquility in his eyes turned into excitement in an instant, and he hurriedly stepped out of the transformation pond, knelt down in front of Him, and kissed His toes reverently.

"My lord, thank you for your tolerance and mercy, for allowing me, who committed an unforgivable sin, to return to your embrace, and even allow me to ascend to heaven and continue to fight for you as an angel."

"Thanks you."

St. John Nassadr's excitement and excitement came from the inside out. St. Luke standing next to him and the war angel who was in charge of guarding the biochemical pool were infected, and a smile appeared on their faces unconsciously.

Wu Hui didn't care much about what he did before, and he didn't care much when he saw it.

"Get up~"

He waved a divine power casually, and supported St. John to stand up: "From today on, you are my Archangel, work hard."

"Yes, my lord." St. John's expression was sacred and solemn, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his dark blue eyes, "Whatever you order, even if St. John burns the last trace of his life and soul, he will surely die. Finish."

"good."

Wu Hui nodded slightly, feeling relieved in his heart.

This is his second Archangel, a level 9 demigod powerhouse.

With him, the Kingdom of Light can be said to be even more powerful. In the future, there will be one more angel who can explore dangerous areas such as space storms and turbulent currents. Missionary work on the plane of light is also safer, and there is basically no need to worry about those hidden creatures. The strong men of all races on the mainland.

Stretching out his hand, a scepter shrouded in holy light appeared in Wu Hui's hand, which was the scepter of holy light representing the authority of the Pope.

"From today, this scepter will still be used by you until the next Pope appears in the Holy See."

Wu Hui handed the scepter of Holy Light to St. John, and said majestically.

St. John, who subconsciously held the scepter, was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

St. Luke hastily poked him, and reminded: "Hurry up and thank my Lord for His grace."

Only then did St. John come to his senses, and quickly knelt down holding the scepter of holy light: "Thank you, my lord. Your kindness and generosity have overshadowed Lie Yang."

When he came here just now, St. Luke had already briefly told him about the current situation in the Kingdom of God. Knowing that, he understands the generosity of our Lord's actions now.

This is the only divine weapon currently in God's country, so just use it for yourself?

St. John's heart was both shocked and joyful, but also extremely ashamed. He couldn't help but secretly made up his mind: My Lord is so tolerant and trusting to himself, and he must never fail my Lord.

"Get up~"

Wu Hui waved his hand and didn't pay much attention.

At present, Saint Luke, Saint John, and Augustus are the most powerful angels in the Kingdom of God. Saint Luke takes the warrior route, Augustus is more accustomed to using elemental magic, and Saint John is the only one. Suitable for angels who are familiar with the Scepter of Light.

In his opinion, handing over the Scepter of Holy Light to St. John is a matter of course, and there is nothing worth caring about at all.

At this time, Augustus also got the news and rushed to the transformation pool.

Seeing St. John standing by the Transformation Pool, his deep eyes were slightly rippling, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

That's level 9~

When he was still a human being, he was also a level 9 demigod mage who was admired and worshiped by countless people. Unfortunately, that era is long gone...

Forget it, you have to be content.

He is already very lucky to be favored by the Lord, to regain his body, and to experience the real feeling of being alive. As for level 8 or level 9, it is an extra gain and cannot be forced.

After crossing the threshold, he saluted Wu Hui respectfully and piously, then turned to look at St. John, bowed slightly to greet him, and expressed his welcome.

"Now there are only the three of you in the true sense of the Holy Spirit in the Kingdom of God. Next, the important task of protecting the Kingdom of God will be entrusted to you."

Wu Hui looked at this scene with a smile, and suddenly said.

"Yes, my lord. I obey your will."

St. John, St. Luke, and Augustus three angels knelt down on one knee, extremely pious and fanatical.

Wu Hui nodded slightly, and tried his best to say a few words to the three of them. Then he left the Huasheng Pond in a good mood and returned to the garden villa on the mountainside of Shenshan.

Although the members of the Angel Squad have transformed into the Holy Spirit with the help of the "Holy Spirit Seed", the external force is an external force after all. Unless they sublimate their minds one day and completely transform into the real Holy Spirit, otherwise, the war angels will be their limit.

The real top combat power still depends on the three of St. Luke.

Wu Hui thought about it in his mind. After deducting the rewarded divine power, he still had 2283 divine power points left in his divine power pool. As long as he accumulated 217 more divine power points, Augustus could be upgraded to a level 9 Archangel. .

He now earns nearly 8 points of divine power every day just by relying on his faith, plus resources such as the crystal core of monsters and magic stones that are donated from time to time, it will not take long to save enough.

When the time comes, three level 9 archangels will appear together, what kind of prestige is that?

Wu Hui was full of anticipation.

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