Divine Civilization

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On the plane of Morning Glory, Chloe is a large grassland.

early morning.

It was less than seven o'clock, and the sun had just risen above the horizon. The light golden morning light penetrated the clouds and fell on the prairie, just like the morning horn, awakening the sleeping prairie.

Among the tauren tribes on the grassland, some tauren have left the tent one after another.

The brazier that had been burning all night was extinguished, the sheep were driven out of the pen, and wisps of cooking smoke drifted out from the top of the tent... The tauren bathed in the morning light and began a busy day.

In the center of the tribe, the place where the totem pole originally stood has now been replaced by the statue of the God of Light.

Bathed in the morning light, the towering statue of the God of Light seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, which looked extraordinarily sacred and majestic.

The shaman priest who got up early also took all the children in the tribe to kneel at the feet of the god statue, and started the daily routine morning class - reciting poems praising the God of Light.

This is the rule set by the God of Light after he took over the plane of Chenhui. All the minor tauren in the tribe need to report to the shaman after getting up every day. One is to pay respect to the gods, the other is to learn knowledge, and the third is to It is because of the many years of war in the Chenhui plane, and there is a possibility of demons attacking at any time, and it is convenient for the little ones to gather together in case of war.

Under the leadership of the tauren shaman priest, the tauren children shook their heads and recited poems, with serious and pious expressions on their small faces, as if they were doing the most important life event.

As they chanted devoutly, the divine power accumulated in the idol increased little by little, and invisible halos swept the entire tribe, silently nourishing the body of the tauren in the tribe, strengthening their health and prolonging their lives.

It was not until the morning class was finished that the shaman pastor announced the disbandment, let the cubs go home for breakfast, and told them to come back immediately after breakfast and not to run around.

In the midst of the busy schedule, everything on the grassland looks peaceful and serene, not at all like a place that has experienced wars all year round.

Suddenly.

In the sky, there is a squadron of angels flapping their wings and soaring past. The white wings reflect the glow in the morning light, which is extremely holy and sacred.

Seeing them, the tauren on the ground stopped their movements and raised their hands to salute reverently.

"Praise be to my Lord."

Over the years, it is precisely because of the support of these angels at any time that the plane of Morning Glory has been able to repel the invasion of the demons time and time again, and live and work in peace and contentment on the grassland.

If it weren't for them, perhaps they would have already become slaves of the demon clan, living a miserable life, life would be worse than death.

In the sky, the patrolling angel team flew farther and higher, and gradually disappeared into the clouds.

The tauren on the ground looked away and resumed their work.

At the same time, in the void, a huge white and golden warship is slowly flying along the orbit of the plane of Morning Glory.

The light of the stars shone on it, coating its surface with a layer of hazy warm orange-red streamer, which looked extraordinarily warm from a distance.

This huge void battleship is Saint Luke's car, the flagship of the Judgment Legion - a God of Punisher class void battleship.

At this moment, in this God's Punisher ship, there is a meeting about to be held.

In the bright conference room, dozens of eight-winged holy angels and ten-winged angels sat around the conference table. There was a chair vacant at the front of the conference table, which was reserved for the head of the legion, St. Luke, and on the left and right were the positions of the deputy head, St. Augustus, and the dark maiden Judy.

At this moment, everyone except Legion Commander St. Luke has arrived, just waiting for St. Luke to arrive to announce the start of the meeting.

However, the atmosphere in the conference room was not relaxed at all, but rather depressing.

Because in the position of deputy, San Judy was gloomy and silent. There was a low air pressure throughout the conference room.

Under this coercion, several level 10 eight-winged holy angels at the edge of the conference table trembled with fear, cold sweat broke out unconsciously on their foreheads.

They didn't dare to stare at Judy, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they had to pretend that they were reading the materials seriously, but they couldn't help but secretly communicate with their divine thoughts in private.

"What's the matter, Your Highness Judy? Why doesn't she look in a good mood?"

"It's not just that I'm in a bad mood, it's obvious that someone has offended her?" An eight-winged holy angel couldn't help complaining, "I don't know who is so unlucky. I'm afraid it will be miserable~"

As he spoke, he couldn't help shivering.

Although he has not personally experienced His Royal Highness Judy's methods, he has seen them from the side.

Thirty years ago, there was a seraphim who didn't have long eyes and thought His Royal Highness Judy didn't like it, and there were some rumors in private. Later, I don't know where His Royal Highness Judy heard those words, and called him to the training camp. Few people knew what happened in the training camp at that time, only that the seraph turned pale whenever he saw His Highness Judy from then on, and never dared to say a word of gossip about His Highness Judy, he was so obedient.

This time, I don't know who provoked His Royal Highness Judy again?

While several people were communicating secretly, the door of the meeting room was pushed open again, and a figure walked in slowly with steady steps.

This figure with chestnut hair and deep eyes, with a solemn expression, is the head of the Judgment Legion, St. Luke.

With his appearance, the heavy coercion slowly spread in the meeting room, and even the air seemed to freeze for a while.

There was a sudden silence in the meeting room, and all the angels stood up in awe.

Even Judy, the dark saint who had been depressed, stood up, bowed her head and saluted Holy Luke.

"Legion commander."

"Um."

St. Luke nodded, then glanced at the meeting room, saw that everyone was already here, and said, "Let's get started~"

"Yes, Legion Commander."

The angels took their seats one after another, and St. Luke took the first seat.

"I believe everyone has seen the information in hand." Judy, as the host of the meeting, spoke first, with a gloomy and cold voice, "For more than a hundred years, the territory of Judgment Legion and Thunder Legion has expanded on a large scale. Our Judgment Legion Don’t you feel ashamed that the achievements you have made are so few and the comparison is tragic?!”

Hearing her words, many angels present could not help but bow their heads.

They have all seen the glorious record of Judgment Legion and Thunder Legion in the data just now. Whether it is the range of newly included star fields or the number of newly added believers, they are quite impressive. Not worth mentioning.

As the lieutenant general, St. Augustus sighed secretly in his heart.

Although he also felt that the Judgment Legion's record was a bit underwhelming, but Judy was too harsh.

He glanced at St. Luke who was sitting on the first seat, and saw that he was an old god, and he didn't intend to speak at all, so he had to come forward to break the awkward atmosphere.

He said: "The war on the Chenhui plane has involved us too much energy, and the demons are not those level 1 or 2 civilizations that can be solved in a casual battle. The actual conditions are like this, and we can't blame everyone. It’s not without achievements. With our help, the number of tauren has nearly doubled to three billion, and most of them are devout believers and fanatics.”

"That being said, it's a fact that everyone is slack." Judy glanced at St. Augustus, gave him some face, and softened her tone a little, "We don't need to pursue the previous things, But going forward, we have to act."

St. Augustus asked, "What good idea do you have?"

"Aren't there more than a dozen level 1 civilizations and a few level 2 civilizations in the nearby star clusters?" Judy said, "As long as we defeat them, we will have a good record."

"That, that... active aggression is not good, right?" An eight-winged angel raised his hand weakly, "Isn't it easy to cause resistance, which is not conducive to preaching?"

It’s not that the Judgment Legion didn’t think about these civilizations before, and the saint system and missionaries were also sent there. However, the internal situation of these civilizations is quite stable, neither major disasters nor other civilizations invaded, so that Missionary effect is not ideal.

When Judy said this, it was obvious that she felt that she was too soft, and she was going to hit her directly.

"Isn't that simple?" Judy sneered, "The plague potion I developed just now can be used. When those low-level civilizations are panicked by the unsolvable plague, let's take action again, and the hearts of the people will naturally be captured."

How can this work? !

The eight-winged holy angel's eyes widened, wanting to refute. However, looking at the sneer on Judy's face, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and he didn't dare to speak in a daze.

The expressions on the faces of the other angels were also a little distorted, as if they were suffering from suffocation but dared not speak.

For a moment, the meeting room fell into an eerie silence.

"no."

In the silence, Saint Luke at the top finally spoke.

His voice was flat, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as before, and he was not at all moved by Judy's amazing speech.

Judy was not reconciled: "Why not?"

"Too many people died from the plague, affecting the number of potential believers." St. Luke said lightly, "And my Lord will not agree."

Hearing this, Judy was silent for a while.

She had to admit that St. Luke was right. Leaving aside the former reason, the latter reason alone is enough to overthrow this plan.

In the Kingdom of Light, no one would disobey Wu Hui's thoughts and beliefs, neither would Saint Luke, nor would she.

She couldn't help feeling discouraged for a while.

She is very competitive, otherwise she would not have been worried about her status being inferior to Katharina for so many years. Thinking of her own inaction these years, and thinking about Angel Liliana and the others' glorious scenery these years, the unwillingness in her heart became stronger and her mood became worse.

However, she was unhappy, and the other angels present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, St. Luke knocked on the table and reminded the angels: "Although Judy's plan was rejected, it is imperative to attack the surrounding civilizations and expand the coverage of faith. You all use your brains, We must discuss a feasible plan today.”

Hearing this, the nerves of the angels tensed up again, and they quickly focused and began to think hard.

After a while, an angel put forward an idea, but soon other angels put forward different opinions. For a while, the two sides insisted on their opinions, refused to give in to each other, and fell into a fierce dispute.

However, when the angels were arguing, St. Luke's communicator suddenly rang.

St. Luke raised his hand to stop the meeting, and then picked up the communication.

After a while, his face sank and he stood up from the chair.

"Everyone." He propped his hands on the conference table, and announced in a cold and majestic tone, "Just now there is news from the Chenhui plane that the demons have invaded on a large scale, and the scale is larger than ever before. From now on, the meeting agenda will be changed. , changed to a combat meeting."

"yes!"

The faces of all the angels became serious, and a raging fighting spirit instantly ignited in their eyes.

St. Judy's big almond-like eyes were even more blazing, and the light was more dazzling than ever before.

She patted the conference table: "Okay! Then let's discuss how to deal with those devil bastards!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the meeting room instantly became extremely hot.

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