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The Kingdom of Light.
Wu Hui was lying in the garden of a villa halfway up the mountain, his white robe casually spread on the ground.
There was no one in the whole garden except him. Even the maids who always followed him and were ready to serve him were nowhere to be seen.
Blooming flowers were blooming on the grass beside him, colorful but they did not overshadow the rest of the scene. Instead, they made him, dressed in a white robe, look even more holy.
"Sure enough, it's more comfortable to stay here."
Wu Hui let out a long breath.
Although the main temple has been built, he still prefers this small villa designed by himself to the majestic temple. When he has nothing to do, he will dismiss his attendants and stay here quietly by himself.
Only here can he completely relax and feel like he is back home.
With a thought, the crystal wall above his head slowly became transparent, and the quiet void appeared before his eyes, dazzling and bottomless. In the far distance, the light of the stars flickered faintly, deep and lonely.
Looking at all this, Wu Hui's mind gradually drifted away.
He didn't expect that Saint Catherine of Light would actually be the Pope's goddaughter.
He never expected that the Holy See of Light would fall to the point where everyone wanted to destroy it, all because of one person's selfish desire. The pope, who was once so powerful and in charge of the entire Holy See of Light, had already become a prisoner.
Thinking of these things, he felt quite complicated.
If it weren't for the ambitious man Igraz, he wouldn't have been so poor and destitute when he first came here. For more than a year, he couldn't convert even a single bit of divine power, and he almost turned into dust in the void together with the Kingdom of Light.
But if it weren't for him, he might not have come here at all, and now he would still be that loser who just eats and waits for death, and would never have become an omnipotent god.
It’s the time and it’s the fate.
Things in this world really cannot be guessed by common sense.
"My Lord, the spoils have been counted. Please take a look."
Suddenly, St. Luke's voice came from outside the villa.
Wu Hui came back to his senses, raised his hand, and the divine power barrier covering the entire villa opened a hole: "Come in."
"Yes, my Lord."
St. Luke's voice came again from outside the courtyard wall.
Then, there was the sound of the courtyard door opening.
After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps. Wu Hui glanced and saw a pair of metal-forged combat boots carefully avoiding the wild flowers on the ground and walking towards him.
Wu Hui sat up from the ground with his hands, and without even looking at Saint Luke, he asked casually, "What good things have you found?"
"It's mainly the spoils found from Igraz. In addition, a lot of property that originally belonged to the Holy See of Light is still in the warehouse." Saint Luke knelt on one knee beside Wu Hui and said respectfully.
"Um."
Wu Hui nodded slightly.
He speculated that Igraz might be planning to use the original property of the Holy See of Light to spread the faith quickly after he ignited the divine fire, so he did not touch those things.
This way, it's a good deal for myself.
"This is the detailed list of spoils presented by the Saint. Please take a look." Saint Luke took out a thick booklet from his storage ring and presented it to Wu Hui respectfully.