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As Wu Hui's incarnation, the Right Envoy of Light, descended upon the earth, all the believers were suddenly extremely excited. No matter whether they were the soldiers in Gru Castle or the civilians in Gru Town, they could not help but widen their eyes, breathe rapidly with excitement, and their faces flushed.
However, even so, they still tried to remain quiet, as if making even a noise at this time would be a blasphemy to this existence.
On the city wall, the Holy Lady of Light, Horn and others saw the "Right Envoy of Light" for the first time. They were so shocked that they could not recover for a long time.
Even the surrendered soldiers of the First Guard Regiment of Luan City could not help but get excited when they saw Wu Hui. They remembered the tall and glorious image of the Right Envoy of Light that night.
Especially those soldiers who had followed Wu Hui through half of the city and witnessed Wu Hui's miracle to dispel the plague, were so excited that they could not help but kneel down like the believers of Gruburg, stumbling and unskillfully praying in a low voice. Their level of faith had already reached the level of devout believers.
At this time, Wu Hui, whose body was condensed by a ball of pure holy light energy, floated quietly in the air, overlooking all living beings.
Including the believers in Gru Town, there were more than 10,000 people. From the Holy Maiden of Light to prisoners, all of them knelt on the ground with pious and solemn expressions.
The shouts of "welcome the Right Envoy of Light" lingered in my ears for a long time.
Seeing thousands of people surrendering and kowtowing devoutly, Wu Hui felt quite emotional.
Surprise? Shock? Ecstasy
Both.
But among those eyes that were looking up at the sky, full of hope and expectation, he felt a heavy pressure.
There had never been a moment when he was so clearly aware that the future of all these people depended on him, and their life and death, their honor and disgrace, and their happiness would all depend on his will.
Is this God
Wu Hui felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He always felt as if something was vibrating and brewing in his chest, as if it was about to burst out, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
The relationship between God and believers is one of destiny and mutual dependence.
As the God of Light, Wu Hui needs to harvest the pure power of faith from his believers and transform it into divine power for his development and growth. And believers also need a powerful god to rely on for their destiny and their souls.
What Wu Hui could do was to protect them to the best of his ability while seeking divine power.
This was the only simple way he could understand it for now.
"Your Excellency, the Right Envoy of Light."
On the city wall, Saint Katherina looked up at the sky and spoke solemnly on behalf of the Holy See of Light: "Excuse me, how do you plan to judge Connor Raymond? Do you need us to make any preparations?"
"No need to go to so much trouble."
Wu Hui's voice sounded low and solemn.
After that, he lowered his eyes to look at Viscount Connor who was nailed to the city wall, and suddenly said: "Law: Healing."
As soon as he finished speaking, without any other movement from him, a ray of divine light suddenly descended from the sky and landed on Viscount Connor.
The holy white light fell on Viscount Connor and quickly penetrated into his body.