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In just a few days.

Gruburg, the base camp of the Holy See of Light.

The heavy dark clouds floated from the horizon, covering the entire Gru area without any sunshine. The wind blew across the mountains, bringing a bit of sticky wetness.

Above the castle, the flag of the god with white background and the flag of the one-horned Pegasus representing the Holy Maiden of Light fluttered in the wind, making a sound of rushing in the increasingly rapid southeast wind.

Outside the castle, the army from Lu'an City had completely surrounded Gru Fort.

An army of about 1,500 people gathered outside the moat. From a distance, the overall momentum was strong and evil. The red flying bird flag representing Viscount Connor flew high above the army, with a fierce and solemn momentum.

Half of these troops came from Viscount Connor's direct troops, and the rest were lords of the surrounding barons.

On the wall, the soldiers of the Holy See of Light from Gru Fort were also on guard and their expressions were solemn.

They were wearing exquisite leather armor and their shiny gun heads were shining with cold light. Even when facing the army of thousands of people, they still did not shrink at all. Instead, they held their heads and chests with a sharp aura, like cheetahs ready to rush out anytime and anywhere, tearing all the invading enemies into pieces.

At the foot of the mountain, the civilians in Gru Town who had already received the news locked their doors and windows and closed their doors and knelt in front of the statue of the light and kept praying, praying that under the protection of the God of God, the saint's army would be invincible.

There was a silent and solemn atmosphere over the entire Gru Castle, as if the wind and rain were approaching, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel palpitations.

The war is about to break out.

...

at the same time.

Kingdom of Light.

In the clearing ground next to the gate of heaven, the Eye of God turned into a huge light curtain, just like a movie screen, just like a scene of the confrontation between the two armies of Gruburg.

"This atmosphere...haha, it feels like watching big movies."

Wu Hui was in a very relaxed mood, lying comfortably on a large and exquisite Taishi chair, staring at the light curtain and staring at it. In the past, Wu Hui would also watch movies on earth, especially those movies with big productions and scenes.

However, most movies are produced in special effects, and there are fewer people who can use them. No matter what, like now, there are at least two thousand people inside and outside Gruburg.

Which crew can invite so many extras in one go?

Besides, how could those extras pose as a military posture with strong military literacy?

Wu Hui was holding a large bag of original popcorn in his hand, and from time to time he reached in and grabbed a handful and threw it into his mouth. He squeaked and creaked, as if he was watching a movie, so he was so comfortable and comfortable.

This popcorn was just made today, and was carefully prepared to enjoy this drama.

By the way, when he was a child, he didn't know anything, and was taken by his neighbor's brother to steal wheat ears and explode popcorn.

Because of this, he was beaten up by his mother a few times. However, thanks to his experience at that time, he successfully used Holy Mai to tinker with popcorn, adding another very important point to his menu.

Although this popcorn is just original and does not have various flavors like in modern cinemas, he is already very satisfied.

Alas ~

It’s not easy to be a god these days, even food has to be developed by yourself.

After eating a few bites of popcorn, Wu Hui felt a little thirsty and stretched out his hand.

St. Luke, who was standing beside him, immediately handed over a cup of divine spring water respectfully.

There were several gods standing respectfully behind St. Luke. Each of them held a tray in his hand, and the jerky made from the meat from the level 7 monsters was placed on it.

There are also fresh fruits and desserts from the mortal world, neatly arranged in a row, just when Wu Hui needs it, he will present it immediately.

Behind the Taishi Chair, there were two gods standing with big fans, one left and one right, slowly fanning the wind. The gentle breeze blew on his body, comfortable and comfortable.

Wu Hui took St. Luke's hand and sighed comfortably.

This little life is so corrupt and so free~

Even the emperors in ancient times are just like this~

Unfortunately, the people who serve him are all a bunch of big and thick men. Not to mention the charming and charming girls, there is not even a woman with a personality.

The difference between imagination and display is too far, and the more you look at it, the more you feel the more you hurt your eyes.

Wu Hui couldn't bear to look around, and sighed silently in his heart, but waved his hand with a grand look on his face: "Okay~ don't serve. You have also paid a lot for this battle, and you should be qualified to witness it. Sit down and watch together."

"Thank you, my lord."

Many gods responded immediately, put down the tray, brought in small stools and sat behind Wu Hui.

A group of people sat in a row and stared at the light curtain, and they felt inexplicably déjà vu when they gathered in the threshing grounds in the countryside in the 1980s and 1990s to watch open-air movies.

When playing the light curtain with the Eye of God, it is obvious that the divine power consumes more. However, Wu Hui, who has 23 points of divine power, no longer cares about this little expenditure.

The people of God were pious and loyal to him, and they still had some memory of the lower world. In the town of Gru, their wives and children, or parents lived. They didn't say it, but they were very concerned about this critical battle in their hearts.

This made Wu Hui feel that it was necessary to consume some divine power to meet the needs of the gods and people, and it was regarded as a reward for their hard work and efforts.

"My Lord, it's about to begin."

St. Luke suddenly reminded.

While paying attention to Wu Hui's needs, he was still staring at the light curtain. He didn't even feel it was difficult to use it with all his heart.

Wu Hui was excited and immediately stopped eating popcorn. He sat up straight and focused on looking at the light curtain.

During this period, he tried his best to delay time and tried every means to improve the combat effectiveness of the soldiers. He suddenly pulled the Holy See from a destructive organization of three or two big cats into a regular army that looked like a look. He spent countless hours and energy.

After delaying for so long and preparing for so long, in the final analysis, it is just for the battle with Lu'an City.

The existence of Luan City and Viscount Connor has always been like a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, forcing him to be alert at all times.

As long as Viscount Connor is solved and Lu'an's army is solved, no one will be able to suppress the development of the Holy See in a short period of time.

And he will also gain a large number of devout believers!

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is not available!

Everything is finally time to see the truth!

The reason why he did not take advantage of the situation to kill Viscount Connor when he was rectifying the plague in Lu'an that day was for this final decisive battle.

Why kill Viscount Connor during the decisive battle?

There are many reasons, one of them is to use Viscount Connor to use his hand to gather the opposition together so that they can catch them all in one go.

Secondly, if Viscount Connor is killed through conspiracy and assassination, many people will be dissatisfied with their words. Only by defeating the actual rulers of the Luan area with dignity and judging him in public can the entire Luan area be completely restored to their hearts.

From then on, the Luan area will truly become Wu Hui's basic base.

As for the sixth-level sub-saint invited by Viscount Connor, haha, Wu Hui was worried that he had not shown the strength of the Holy See of Light and had the opportunity to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, so the other party came to his door with a gaze.

While Wu Hui was thinking, Connor's army had already begun to take action.

Viscount Connor rode a tall horse and rode his horse slowly up the hillside surrounded by his guards.

Unlike the image he usually wears in aristocratic clothes, he is wearing a delicate mail, which is also a specially made thick felt robe on the outside, and a heavy cloak on the outside.

Fully armed, he took a little bit of laziness and arrogance, and became a little more solemn, and looked a bit more heroic.

Looking at the surface only, no one could have thought that just before, he ruthlessly killed his half-brother who had been following him for many years.

Beside him, the flamewalker Edmund also wore a thick felt robe in a standard style, mixed in a low-key manner among the guards, with a serious look on his face without squinting.

As they advanced, the soldiers around them separated to the sides like Moses splitting the sea, with both respect and awe on their faces.

Soon, Viscount Connor and his group arrived at the forefront of the military formation.

Behind him was a cavalry phalanx, and in front was an infantry phalanx, with distinct arrays on both sides and orderly.

At first glance, a coalition of thousands of troops formed by several legions was scattered from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, like a black torrent, surging in a mighty manner.

In the military formation, Viscount Connor raised his head slightly and looked at the Gru Castle in front of him. A bloodthirsty murderous intent suddenly flashed through his gray-green eyes.

Although he had never met the fake saint of light, his plan failed several times and ruined his face. He had long hated the saint of light that he had never met.

Today, he must crush this woman who is pretending to be a ghost to ashes to relieve the hatred in his heart!

Viscount Connor's eyes were cold, but the expression on his face still maintained the aristocratic demeanor of the mask. His tone of speaking was not slow or hurry, with the aristocratic arrogance that was unpleasant.

"The pseudo-Saint of Light, Gru Fort has been besieged by our army. With only a few hundred people like you, you will definitely die even if you are in danger. Now you surrender, and I may spare your life."

The magic props engraved with the amplified magic circle spread his voice far away. All the soldiers in the entire Gru Fort could hear clearly.

After the words came, some civilians who had just joined the Gruburg who had not yet firmly believed in the faith suddenly became slightly turbulent, and their faces were filled with uneasiness and hesitation.

Besieged by thousands of troops, no matter how you look at it, Gru Fort is a trapped beast in a cage and has no chance of winning.

“The light of God is everywhere.”

At this moment, a clear female voice came from the Gru Castle. The voice was calm and calm, exuding an inexplicable sacred smell.

As the words came, a slender figure suddenly appeared on the wall.

She was wearing a white nun's suit and a cloak embroidered with golden divine patterns flying behind her. Her temperament was like an angel falling to the world, pure and holy, and sacred.

She only heard her red lips lightly open and said in a solemn voice: "God said, we will win this battle."

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Chapter completed!