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Soon, the private treasure house belonging to Gondeyar was opened, and one wooden box after another was carried out by soldiers from the warehouse.

The soldiers happily opened the box lid. In an instant, heavy gold coins, shiny gold and silverware, jewelry with jewelry, and various antiques, and oil paintings were all revealed. When they were illuminated by candlelight, a golden light was shining with jewelry.

Wu Hui was amazed by the side.

Gondeyar is just a small baron. According to the title of "Duke, Marquis, Bozinan", the baron is in the last place, and the territory is just a small town, and he is so rich!

I won’t talk about those antique oil paintings, and he doesn’t know how to distinguish them anyway, but those gold and silverware are actually made of gold and silver melting, and you can tell at a glance that they are of great value.

The most exaggerated thing is that some goldwares are even inlaid with gems!

Even those gold coins only look like a small box, but there are at least one or two hundred.

Luxury ~ Too luxurious!

Wu Hui was jealous and was about to suffer.

If this is placed on earth, how much is these things worth? It's enough to buy several villas? If he could bring these things back to the modern world now, he would be a winner in life~

What a pity ~

He is a soul now, let alone modern times, he can't use it to give him good things.

Wu Hui felt ache in his heart and instantly lost the mood to appreciate the baby.

Forget it, let's keep these things for believers to expand their strength~

After selling it, the believers will be replaced with better weapons and equipment. After all, believers are Wu Hui’s current foundation. The stronger they are, the more guaranteed Wu Hui will be to survive.

After Wu Hui was murmured.

Controlling the perspective of the Eye of God, he left the four-person warehouse in Gondeyar and went to the other two warehouses.

There are a lot of resistant ingredients in the kitchen cellar, as well as a lot of bacon, blood sausage, air-dried wild game, etc. Although the overall value may not be worth a few gold coins, Wu Hui's mood suddenly improved a lot when he looked at the smiles of the believers who counted the real objects.

Most ordinary believers are used to hard life and rarely eat meat throughout the year.

The door of the warehouse where weapons and equipment are stored is also very lively.

Not only were the weapons and equipment in the warehouse taken out, but all the weapons and equipment that were taken from the corpses and captured castle soldiers were taken here, and there were also several piles of arrows and crossbow arrows picked up from the battlefield. From a distance, they looked like small hills, which was quite spectacular.

Groups of soldiers were surrounding the "Xiaoshanbao", smiling and energetic.

These weapons and equipment are still covered with blood, and most of them are damaged to varying degrees, but they can be used as long as they are asked to repair them later. They are all treasures.

Especially the iron mails among them are even more treasures.

Wu Hui did not forget how difficult it was for the castle soldiers wearing mail during the previous battle. Not to mention that they were completely invulnerable to swords and guns, but the protection was far beyond his army of believers, and it would take a lot of effort to kill one.

If these mails were worn on his believers...

Just as he thought about it, he felt happy and his mood suddenly became bright.

Not long after the battle ended, the castle was busy everywhere. Wu Hui controlled God's perspective and looked around. At first, he was very excited, but soon felt boring.

The aftermath work cannot be completed in a short while. Not to mention anything else, just counting the spoils and cleaning the battlefield can be busy for a long time, and it may not be over until tomorrow morning.

Forget it~ Let's go back to the Kingdom of God first~

Wu Hui habitually raised his perspective and prepared to cut off the "Eye of God".

Suddenly.

He felt aroused in his heart and realized that dozens of channels of faith had become more and more solid as time goes by.

What's going on?

Wu Hui was about to cut off the Eye of God and quickly adjusted his perspective and looked towards the direction of those channels of faith that were changing.

It was a piece of grass next to the castle gate.

On the grass, dozens of people were lying on the ground, moaning in pain.

When Wu Hui looked over, Katherine, Harry and Susan were standing among the injured and concentrating on exercising the magic.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is Katherine wearing a white wedding dress stained with a lot of blood.

With her spell, pure white and holy light burst out from her fingertips, and one seriously injured person after another was healed from his dying state and sat up slowly on the ground.

Although the healing technique of Harry and Susan next to him was also very effective, it was much inferior to her. Moreover, their level was too low and their power was shallow, so the healing technique could not be used several times.

The moonlight fell on Catherine's face, setting off her expression at this moment, which was particularly solemn and holy. However, her pretty face, as crystal as jade, had turned slightly white, and drops of sweat kept falling.

Obviously, even if Katherine is strong, she cannot withstand such repeated consumption.

"His Majesty." Susan took a towel to wipe her sweat, and said distressedly, "Your sacred power is consumed too much, why don't you take a rest first?"

"No~" Saint Catherine clenched tightly, "There are so many brothers who are seriously injured."

"Holy lady, it's all our fault for being useless." Susan and Harry were extremely ashamed. "The cultivation strength is too weak and I can't help you too much."

The other injured believers also advised: "Saint, take a rest."

"Every brother is my master's people." The Saint of Light was over-expended, and her delicate body was shaking, but she still insisted on her willpower, "This Saint will never give up easily."

Looking at this scene, several seriously injured believers around him burst into hope again in their originally desperate eyes, and the divine light in their eyes gradually became fanatical and pious.

"Holy Maiden..."

"My Lord's divine power!"

I don’t know who muttered first, but gradually, the fanatical atmosphere spread throughout the grass, and everyone’s eyes became hot.

And in this process, their faith channels have become stronger and stronger.

Wu Hui was also a little moved when he "looked" at this scene. Whether it was the Saint of Light or the Believers, they were all so "cute".

However, he did not interfere in all this.

It is not a good thing for a god to show miracles without moving. This will make the gods who are above the top lose a sense of nobility.

What's more, in the process of spreading faith, believers are inevitably patient, perseverance, courage, and even sacrifice.

How is it possible for him, the god, to put out fires everywhere?

He also noticed that several devout believers had a very strong faith channel, and they were only a little short of the crazy believers.

And their faith channel is becoming stronger little by little.

Staring at their faith channel, Wu Hui was unconsciously nervous.

"A crazy believer."

"A crazy believer."

"The crazy believer..."

He muttered unconsciously, clenching his fists as if he was cheering them up.

Unfortunately, until the end, the firmness of the faith channel of these believers did not reach the threshold of the crazy believers, and they were only one step away from the crazy believers.

"Hey~ Why is it so difficult to want to have more crazy believers?"

Wu Hui sighed in disappointment.

Forget it~ Crazy believers are not so easy to arise. If they don’t become mad believers, they won’t become mad believers. There will always be one in the future.

I think it won't take long to promote these believers to become crazy believers, so there is no rush.
Chapter completed!