Divine Civilization

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"Huh? What's going on?"

A retinue cavalry watched this scene happen, couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled. He clearly saw the angel turned into a phantom just now, why did it change back again?

"Okay~ Don't make a fuss. Maybe my lord has other plans~"

Another companion gave him a blank look, then turned his head and continued to pray devoutly, begging the God of Light to let him catch up with his beloved girl as soon as possible.

In just a short while, he called my Lord very smoothly, as if he had always been a believer in the God of Light.

The other cavalry around looked speechless.

Knight Horn ignored them, and kept his eyes down, thoughtful from beginning to end.

Beside, many believers also saw the change of the angel in the sky, but they didn't pay attention to it. They just raised their heads and looked excitedly at the angel from heaven.

In the sky, a beautiful angel wrapped in a holy white robe led the heroic spirits to glide down from the sky. Their wings vibrated slightly, and their white robe feet fluttered in the wind. Their posture was as elegant as a stroll in a garden.

In the sky, the falling white feathers suddenly became denser, and even the misty chant that came from the void became clearer at this moment, as if it was right next to my ears.

In the eyes of everyone, the noble and beautiful angel flew over the square in just a moment.

She raised her hands to her chest, pinched her fingers nimbly with her long and slender fingers.

In an instant, a white light shot out from her fingertips and landed on the altar in the center of the square. To be precise, it landed on the statue of the God of Light standing high on the altar.

in an instant.

Daoist golden lights burst out from the tall statue of Guangming.

This golden light is majestic and sacred, more dazzling than the sun, but it will not hurt people's eyes at all.

After a while, the golden light dissipated, and the statue carved out of white stone seemed to have lost its dirt and became as white as a cloud. The originally slightly rough rock surface became extremely smooth, as warm and moist as jade.

There is a holy white halo on the surface of the statue, which is clearly visible even in bright sunlight.

The believers under the altar stared at this scene with wide eyes and held their breath, as if they were afraid that the sound of breathing would disturb the transformation of the statue.

At the moment when the transformation of the statue was completed, a pure white beam of light rose from the statue and went straight to the sky.

In the sky, the hazy mist behind the golden gate suddenly dissipated a little, and there were many phantoms staggered one after another, vaguely, like the phantom of a temple, majestic and magnificent, noble and sacred.

On the square in front of the temple, a figure could be vaguely seen standing.

The figure was far away and blurred, the face could not be seen clearly, only a tall and straight silhouette could be seen, exuding a mighty power like a vast ocean. That breath, that temperament, is exactly the same as the statue on the altar.

In a trance, there seemed to be a pair of compassionate and kind eyes, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, looking down on the world through the numerous phantoms.

The believers' breathing suddenly became rapid.

God of light!

That is the God of Light!

Although they didn't see the face clearly at all, the moment they saw that figure, they seemed to have a voice in their hearts telling them that that was the God of Light, their Father God, their supreme Lord!

God is watching them!

Almost in an instant, the faith channel of some believers changed, from true believers to pious believers!

On the altar, Katharina looked up at this scene, a touch of shock flashed in her blue eyes.

This, this is different from what my lord of light said before~

However, although the scene in front of her was completely out of plan, looking at the phantom standing far behind the door, looking at the eyes that seemed to be looking at her through the void, she felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling. stand up.

That is her light my lord!

Our Lord is watching her!

In an instant, the channel of belief above her head changed subtly.

At the same time, a touch of gold suddenly appeared in the depths of her soul.

Even though it was just a small spot, that touch of gold was extraordinarily bright and extraordinarily warm.

That is the color of the saints.

The soul of a saintly believer is pure gold, warm and penetrating, like sunlight. Katharina's soul is still a long way from being pure gold, but compared to before, it has undergone a qualitative change.

In time, she might be able to transform into a true saint!

At the same time that this change happened, Wu Hui, who was concentrating on controlling the gate of heaven and creating an illusion, suddenly had a twitch in his eyebrows, keenly aware of the change in Katharina!

"Very good, this god knows that Katharina definitely has the potential to become a holy believer!"

Wu Hui smiled confidently.

In fact, everything just now was caused by illusions, such angels, holy lights, hymns, and phantoms in the gate of heaven are all fake, but illusions created by him with divine power.

It's just that this illusion is very advanced, and professionals below level 5 can't see through it at all.

That is, the statue of light on the altar, he indeed spent a little bit of divine power to transform it, but he only changed its structure a little bit, and polished it by the way, and the divine power spent was not even 0.1.

It's just a small change, but the effect is amazing.

It's a pity that the requirements for the birth of a saint believer are too strict, otherwise, it would be more refreshing if there is one more saint believer~

Of course, although the holy believers did not show up, the pious believers and true believers were doubling up, and the speed of the numbers rolling was frighteningly fast. He took a closer look and was dazzled by the crazy rolling numbers.

Except for the number on the hundreds of pious believers, the "1" on the thousands of true believers, and the "2" on the thousands of shallow believers, he couldn't see any of the numbers behind.

However, even though he couldn't see the numbers at all, he was filled with a sense of satisfaction seeing the numbers soaring, and couldn't help but want to laugh three times to vent his excitement.

It was indeed right for him to continue to devote his divine power.

As the gate of heaven continues to open, the "angel" phantom continues to fly around the field with the souls of devout believers.

The number of devout believers increased very fast, and the increase in the number of true believers was even more astonishing. In just a short time, the number of true believers was close to 2,000.

If he hadn't converted this point of divine power just now, once the gate of heaven was closed, the growth rate of devout believers would definitely slow down. How could it be like this?

However, even though the growth rate of devout believers and true believers has been very fast, he still feels a little dissatisfied.

There are more than 4,000 believers present, and the number of devout believers still has potential to be tapped.

He felt that he could add another fire.

Thinking of this, he had a thought, and immediately sent a word to Katharina.

On the altar, Katharina was praying excitedly. When she heard the divine voice in her mind, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her expression instantly became fanatical: "Yes! Please follow the oracle of my lord."

As she spoke, she straightened her upper body abruptly, and announced loudly: "Everyone, be quiet, my lord has just passed down an oracle. Please tell me to tell everyone."

After a pause, when everyone reacted, she took a deep breath and continued: "My lord has decreed that from now on, anyone who believes in Him, as long as their faith is devout enough, will be able to go to heaven after death, and These martyrs also have eternal life."

Her voice spread throughout the square under the influence of divine magic.

In an instant, the sound of prayers reverberating over the square stopped abruptly, and the whole square was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

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