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Aesop Tech Plane!

In a top luxury villa near the sea.

All curtains have been pulled around the living room, which are not airtight.

In the center of the huge living room, the new queen-level soul-level singer, Angel Doris, the first super-red idol with more than 300 million fans on Weibo, has changed into a flawless white dress, with her skin as snow as she is shrouded in a looming holy light.

In front of her was a sacred altar, with a jade slab over two meters long laying in front of the altar, and candles were lit around the altar.

Angel knelt in great devotion in front of the altar, singing a hymn that touched the soul.

The twelve apostles who had usually been dispersed and developed independently also gathered together, kneeling behind the saints one by one, with their expressions extremely solemn and solemn, but in their eyes there was an endless sense of fanaticism, as if they were looking forward to something.

Today is a big day.

It has been half a month since the Saint Angel received the oracle of the Son of God. The Saint and the Twelve Apostles have been planning for such a huge thing as the Son of God.

The faith of the twelve apostles gathered the holy voice of Angel and condensed an invisible and qualitative force soared into the sky.

Just as the sacred sing of the saint's sing was at its peak, suddenly, a sacred light fell in the sky. In an instant, it seemed as if the entire hotel was reflected in the great light.

Everyone in this hotel seemed to be bathed in the warm sunshine, and their souls and bodies seemed to have been exhausted for a long time and took a hot spring bath. They were extremely comfortable and their eyes were filled with light and hope.

Such a wonderful miracle was only revealed for a moment.

The sacred light quickly converged and gathered in front of the altar on the top floor like a tide. The highly condensed sacred light was like the hottest sun.

Angel Doris was happy and chanted quickly, "Angeal led the twelve apostles to welcome the Temple of the Son of God to the mortal world."

"Twelve Apostles, welcome the Temple of the Son of God to the mortal world."

The twelve apostles shouted in unison, their eyes extremely hot and excited.

No wonder, the light seeds that Wu Hui had refined casually came with a system. The system was not just to assist them in their growth, but to give them psychological hints and brainwashing them all the time as the task progresses and develops.

They have achieved achievements that they have not achieved in their lifetime in a few months, which has completely changed the fate of their lives. At the same time, their belief in the God of Light has become extremely firm and fanatical.

If it were not for the fact that the faith channel between the two sides could not be established for the time being, the twelve apostles, including the Saint, would definitely be thirteen crazy believers. Even the Saint and Liu Peng were particularly outstanding and had the best resources. Their soul level continued to transform, and there were signs of development towards the Saint believers.

Even among the millions of believers in the plane of light, there are not more than 10 who have reached their level of faith, and they are all seeds of future holy believers.

Under the strong expectation of the Saint and the Apostles, the statue of the God of Light worn by the Saint emitted a fiery light, and the pure power of faith was continuously transported to the altar.

With the convergence of high energy, the ball of light gradually twisted and changed. First, a figure condensed by the sacred light was formed, and in the blink of an eye, the sacred light actually condensed into a human body.

The body was made like white jade, with muscles bulging, as if they were flawless.

"Huh?" The blonde luoli looked at the body curiously while being pious.

"Don't look." Another woman among the twelve apostles covered her eyes, "You are too young."

"Well, what's so strange about it?" The blonde luoli pouted and complained softly, "If the Son of God hadn't come, I wouldn't even bother to watch it. Unfortunately, the key parts were shrouded in holy light."

"Ahem~ Silent." Saint Angel Doris blushed and turned around and rebuked, "No nonsense when the Son of God comes."

Although everyone has extremely firm and enthusiastic belief in the God of Light, they are people from a scientific and civilized society. After all, they are not as nervous as ordinary people in the plane of Light, but are more hopeful and curious.

Faced with the rebuke of the saint, her blonde neck shrank slightly and she became a little honest. As one of the twelve apostles, she was not afraid of anyone else. Even Liu Peng, the strongest apostles, was not convinced, and she had only some inexplicable awe of Angel Doris.

At the same time, the process of the Son of God's arrival is still going on.

Soon, the body of the Son of God had completely condensed, and the remaining holy light turned into a flawless robe and draped on him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes...

His eyes were like bright stars in the dark night sky, pure and flawless, and deep and endless.

A face of an oriental man is somewhat similar to what Wu Hui looks on earth, but with various fine adjustments and perfect skin, he looks so handsome and extraordinary, as if he is a figure walking out of the scroll.

His eyes swept across the audience with a calm and majesty, and the invisible pressure instantly enveloped everyone.

"Welcome to the Son of God."

The saint and others suddenly felt as heavy as if they were carrying an invisible mountain. They hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not look at them. They knelt in great devoutly to welcome the arrival of the Son of God.

There is no doubt that the so-called arrival of the Son of God is Wu Hui coming to this world.

As a person on earth who is in a science and technology society, Wu Hui is naturally very interested in this modern society that is very similar to the earth, but the development of science and technology is dozens or hundreds of years ahead of the development of science and technology.

It’s just that his consciousness is easy to descend, but it is extremely difficult to descend the body. The reason is very simple. He did not open up the door to heaven in the Aesop technology plane, and he had no way to teleport it directly.

After thinking about it, only after creating a body in this world, possessing consciousness into that body. Using the classification method of the coming of gods, this is the so-called incarnation.

In order to create this body, it is not easy. First, we must cultivate the Saint and others to 7788, and accumulate a wave of faith power in the statue of light.

Under various harsh conditions, it took several months to ripen.

Now that the time is finally ripe, Wu Hui naturally arrived at the first time and was ready to enjoy the world. This is not a light plane behind the pan-entertainment, but a world where science and technology civilization fishing has developed very well.

It can greatly make up for Wu Hui's lack on earth.

"Wait." Wu Hui's faint voice sounded in everyone's ears like the sound of heaven. "You are helping this son of God to come to the mortal world to make merits, so rewards are naturally unnecessary. Each person will be rewarded with an additional 50% of the contribution points."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's system issued notices of completing tasks, and a large amount of contribution points were rewarded on them.

Everyone, including the Saint Angel, felt a burst of surprise.

The omnipotent use of contribution points has become the most precious resource for the Twelve Apostles and Saints. This time the team task assisting the Son of God to come was a very rewarding one. Now the Son of God has added 50% casually. How generous is the reward for the increase?

"Thank you for the gift of the Son of God."

The twelve apostles sincerely thanked him, and their hearts were overjoyed. This time, the Son of God came to the world and if he was extremely satisfied with his service, wouldn't he have made a fortune?

"Son of God is here, please indicate the next course of action." The saint Angel was calm on the surface, but her heart was full of turmoil. After a long-term "influence" of the system, she firmly believed in the God of Light.

But after all, I haven't really seen the great light Lord. There is still a trace of suspicion in my heart and subconsciously.

Now that the Son of God has descended to the mortal world in such a strange way, she has eliminated the last trace of doubt in her heart. Unconsciously, the saint's steadfast will has condensed a little more, and her heart has become much more transparent.

The inner dramas of other apostles were similar to those of the saint, and they had more respect for the high and omnipotent God of Light.

"This time, I came to the mortal world under the order of God of Father, and there is no special mission." Wu Hui said calmly, "It is just to simply inspect the mortal world, and you can arrange it at will."

Without any special mission, it would be the best, and the twelve apocalypse secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, it is a huge thing for the Son of God to come.

His Highness the Son of God is approachable and said it was arbitrary arrangement, but how could he really make arrangements at will?

Be sure to arrange the best enjoyment.

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Just as Wu Hui descends to Aesop's plane and experiences life in the mortal world.

The human imperial capital of the plane of light is unpredictable.

At night, in the barren mountains and forests, only a hundred kilometers away from the imperial capital.

A small camp with a bonfire is secretly stationed in the dense forest gap.

The camp is not large in size, only a few hundred people. A mimicry magic barrier is covering the entire camp so that the fire inside the camp will not be exposed.

Although this camp is not much bigger than an ordinary caravan, if you see the neutral flags in this camp, you will find that this camp is the main camp of the rebel army led by Charles Prince Hall, the third prince of the Empire!

I am afraid that the imperial emperor and all the senior officials would not have expected that Prince Charles, who had once caused civil strife in the empire, and his main force of the rebel army, would have hidden in the mountains and forests near the imperial capital.

If you realize this, I am afraid that the top leaders of the entire empire will be shocked and furious.

But this is the uniqueness of Charles and his mentor Andrew Hewit, guerrilla tactics. They used their familiarity with the empire to constantly harass and attack the empire's military in order to achieve the goal of constantly spreading faith within the empire.

Tonight, as before, Charles and his soldiers were catching up on the rest and rectifying, and began the next battle against the Empire.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the strong darkness seemed to come from an endless abyss, as if even the bonfire in the camp could be frozen.

"Who, who?"

Two soldiers on duty at the entrance of the camp couldn't help but shivered, and hurriedly took up their weapons and faced a cloud of mist that suddenly rose in the woodland.

"I, the saint who hides in the darkness for my Lord, burns all evil in the world, Judy!"

With a cold and arrogant voice, a tall witch in a dark purple robe walked out of the misty black mist.

Under the wide witch robe, her figure is graceful and exposed skin, soft and white as snow, and her beautiful face under the hood is so beautiful that thousands of people are sought after. But under this beautiful appearance, the chilling dark aura is enough to suffocate any creature.
Chapter completed!