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"She is indeed a little different from usual." The male voice in the shadow was extremely cold. "I felt that she was injured and was seriously injured. It seems that she had hidden something besides the holy artifact."

"Seriously injured?" Viscount Connor's brows stretched, and the gray-green eyes flashed. "No wonder I saw something wrong with her. With her life experience, she has caused her very vigilant personality to the outside world. Once she is injured and weak, she will wrap herself up and pretend to be strong. Moreover, she is an extremely crazy person. I am afraid that someone who dares to hurt her. Wait for a good show, I am afraid that she will get crazy."

"The master is wise." The voice in the dark flattered him.

Viscount Connor refused to comment and asked calmly, "Does any information be sent back to the spies sent to Gru Town?"

The male voice in the dark was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The situation is very bad. The pseudo-saint deceived the trust of the civilians in Glu Town under the name of the return of the God of Light. She was very powerful and managed Glu Town like an iron bucket. More than 70% of the people we sent were unable to get in. Although the rest had been infiltrated, all the nonsense praising the God of Light was heard, and nothing was useful at all."

After a pause, he said gloomyly: "Master, do you need me to take a trip in person?"

"No need." Viscount Connor sneered, "As long as the so-called God of Light really returns, a mere pseudo-saint who rebelled through faith can't make trouble. If my uneasy brother hadn't stared at me behind my back, I would have wanted to have a good chat with the pseudo-saint and maybe I could find some common language."

"Master, judging from Miss Judy's actions," the hidden voice in the dark said, "There may be a master behind that pseudo-saint. It is very likely that he is a level 5 master, so we have to be careful. Moreover, Gru Fort is a key area, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Our army's strong attack may suffer too much loss."

If the opponent is only level 4, then with the ability of the dark witch Judy, he can escape calmly even if he fails. If the opponent is level 6, then Judy is not as simple as being seriously injured.

"So what about level 5? Can it be better than the army?" Viscount Connor's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Send the order and immediately block the town of Glu, cut off all the external passages of Glu, and do not allow any caravans and civilians to enter and exit. I want to see how long the pseudo-saint can hike in Glu."

"Yes, Master." The dark hidden voice received the order.

"In addition, all knights and patrol regiments are notified to be prepared for combat at any time, and to let the spies inform the three Lords and knights of Gru Town, so that they can also prepare to work with us inside and outside, and attack at both ends."

Viscount Connor sneered twice, no one could escape after provoking him~

He wanted to see how capable this saint of light was and dared to stir up trouble on his territory.

...

Just as the storm in the lower realm suddenly changes and the undercurrent is surging.

Wu Hui, who is in the kingdom of heaven, lives a life of pain and happiness.

The pain is that he counts the increase in the power of faith every day, hoping to accumulate enough divine power to create a body for himself.

What is happy is that every day, the believers are watching the believers grow slowly, and every day, the believers are also improving their faith level.

Continuously accumulating the power of Wu Hui's faith.

Life is just like this.

In just five days, Wu Hui saved up another point of divine power.

The speed of accumulating divine power was something he could not imagine a few months ago.

Wu Hui had already made arrangements for the distribution of this divine power, which was to use it on himself.

Speaking of which, Wu Hui's divine power has made a lot of money in the past few months, but this is the first time he has actually used it on himself. Looking back, he is really a tear of bitterness.

From this we can infer that Wu Hui, the God of Light, deserves quite qualified.

1 point of divine power can do to yourself?

It is just to create the most ordinary flesh and blood body.

But he has been floating around in this ruined God country for more than ten months. It is pure nonsense to say that he has no desire for possessing a body.

Just for the great cause of believers, Wu Hui had to suppress his own needs.

Now he can no longer bear it. He has no body and can't even eat hot food. His treatment and situation are not as good as the white-ban Shenren.

Especially when seeing the gods and people having dinner together these days, Wu Hui always hides far away, for fear of being greedy.

"Consuming 1 divine power to create a physical body."

In an instant, a point of divine power was pulled away from the body, and a body gradually took shape in front of Wu Hui.

"The overall template is still to refer to the body before traveling through time." Wu Hui controlled the formation of flesh and blood body, and was indescribably excited. "I finally have a body and can have a full meal."

"No, right, your cheeks should be thinner and your legs should be longer." Wu Hui continued to fine-tune the image of his flesh and blood, obviously moving his image towards Gao Dashen.

1 point of divine power can only create an ordinary body.

However, for the definition of God, ordinary and uncommon are not reflected in whether they look good or not. Instead, they refer to the strength, potential, etc. of this flesh and blood body~

He had a lot of fun, just like playing large-scale 3D games like Lao Gunwu before traveling through time, and he could pinch a girl's face for a long time.

It took Wu Hui more than two hours to form a flesh and blood body with similar outlines as his face before traveling through time, but handsome and tall, with a lot of beautification.

"Well, it looks like I am eight or nine percent similar to the one on Earth." Wu Hui nodded with great satisfaction, "I haven't seen myself for a long time. It seems that I am still very handsome. Take possession~"

After a while of pride, Wu Hui's soul threw himself into the body. The next moment, he felt his body sinking and his legs could not stand straight.

I lived as a soul for too long, and I floated around everywhere, and suddenly I had a heavy flesh and blood body that was extremely uncomfortable.

However, some wonderful feelings immediately poured into his consciousness, and he felt his heartbeat, the flow of blood in his blood vessels, the sound of breathing, and the subtle feeling of contact between the skin and the airflow.

The long-lost body is really good.

After Wu Hui adapted a little, his heart was filled with joy. His dignified light god finally no longer had to fly around like a ghost movie.

"Gululu!"

A screamed in his stomach, and a strong sense of hunger filled Wu Hui's consciousness.

"Come!"

Wu Hui immediately ordered, "Cook a pot of rice for me... um... bake twenty holy mai bread." After the wheat is threshed, it is usually grinded and toasted. It is said that the cooking is terrible.

The strong sense of hunger made him feel that he could eat a cow.

The people who received the oracle immediately ran to toast.

More than an hour later, the loyal St. Luke personally delivered twenty freshly baked St. Macbeth breads, which exuded a tempting fragrance.

Wu Hui trembledly picked up a piece of Holy Mai bread and took it off in one bite. The light burnt aroma on the outside tasted a bit of chocolate. The bread flakes inside were soft and delicious, and melted in the mouth.

At this moment, Wu Hui always felt that his tears were about to fall.

How long has it been, how long has it been?

Finally, I had a bite of hot food.

If it was delicious rice, it would be even better. He couldn't help but miss the rice on earth, even the rice in the cafeteria.
Chapter completed!