Chu Nan was stunned and the speaker had already come from the street to the center of the street. This was not how strong the person was, but because the street was too short.

"Saint, the Saint is here!"

The street that was still dead just now immediately had a hint of vitality. Many sick people barely stood up with their bodies, with a few hope on their faces.

What is the origin of this saint? Chu Nan stopped and looked at the saint who came carefully.

"The God of Light will bless you and bless you."

The holy white light sprinkled on the patient's body. The seriously ill patient's face immediately improved, and another holy white light sprinkled out, and the patient's face immediately recovered almost as usual.

To cure one person, the saint's hand will spread white light to treat the next person.

Chu Nan's eyes were a little straightened. Where did this Temple of Light find such an angelic saint? He has seen many beauties, pure, gorgeous, and sexy. There are no types of female stars on Earth. But the saint in front of him was wearing a white robe, with no flaws on his body, and even his voice was so clean and soft, and the gentle and pure eyes were definitely not pretended.

Just standing there quietly, the saint exuded a holy smell.

"The God of Light will bless..."

The saint's body suddenly shook, and a few drops of crystal sweat oozed out of her fair face.

"Holy lady!"

More than a dozen light warriors who followed the Saint Maiden also grabbed the step forward and reached out to help the Saint Maiden.

"I'm fine."

The saint stood still, waved her white little hand, and the holy white light sprinkled on another patient again.

"His Majesty, you haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night. Please take a rest, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it."

The warrior of light gave an advice in a bit unbearable way, and the patients around the saint subconsciously took a step back. Such a little girl had no rest for a day and a night, and no one wanted the saint to exhaust her to save her.

"It's okay." The Saint's voice was filled with sadness: "All I can do is to relieve their pain, but I can't really treat them."

Everyone was silent for a while. The healing magic could indeed cure a person's plague, and the saint had such power. Unfortunately, Viscount Afron, who was guarding the city, did not agree to leave the city because these people who were treated also had plague on their bodies. If they were let go, they would likely be transmitted to others.

The cure of the infected person has become useless now. The priests sent to Duolingka City are now just using the simplest healing technique to restore the infected person's body, not consuming a lot of light power to save people with all their strength.

Doing this now is just to try to extend the lifespan of infected people.

"If possible, I really hope to devote my life to promoting the forbidden curse of the healing technique of light [the praise of God of Light], but it is not only my life that sacrifices that way, but the lives of tens of thousands of senior pastors. I cannot do that, and I have no right..."

The saint folded his hands together, a faint sadness revealed in his eyes, and his white little hands tapped on his forehead and chest.

Chu Nan had an illusion for a moment that the saint in front of him was an angel! No! Even more angel than an angel!

The people around were infected by this holy atmosphere and knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

As an atheist, Chu Nan shook his head gently. Alas! People usually look forward to getting help from God when they are helpless and desperate. The geniuses usually seize this opportunity to seduce people's hearts.

Almost all of the people present fell to their knees and prayed devoutly, Chu Nan and the two bodyguards behind him, who were standing alone seemed particularly eye-catching.

Chu Nan is an atheist. The two bodyguards behind him, one who believes in the Druid God and the other who believes in the barbarian God, and at the same time, they worship Chu Nan with great firmness in their hearts. In their hearts, it can even be said that Chu Nan is the true god who came to this world. Such thoughts actually make their minds firmer than those of masters. The infectious power of the Temple of Light will naturally disappear in their hearts.

The saint looked at Chu Nan and the other two curiously. In the city of Duolingjia, this was the first time that someone had prayed undevotedly, except for the nobles of Avron.

Seeing Nan's appearance clearly, the saint couldn't help but be surprised. Even though she had already planned to dedicate her body and mind to the God of Light, she had to admire Chu Nan's appearance as if she was so handsome!

The light warrior standing behind the saint also noticed Chu Nan's existence.

After being stared at by more than a dozen gazes, Chu Nan coughed slightly guiltily and said in a pious voice: "The faith and respect for God should be in the heart, not in the superficial situation. I firmly believe that God of Light will save us."

The Saint and the Light Warrior were both stunned. Chu Nan imitated the Saint, lit the left and right shoulders of his forehead, chest, and said devoutly: "The God of Light blesses you and me."

This time, not only the saint and the light warrior were stunned, but even the people kneeling on the ground were stunned when they saw Chu Nan's gesture.

In the Temple of Light, except for the Pope of Light, the spokesperson of the God of Light, the only two saints of Light can make the gestures on their foreheads and shoulders to pray. At most, other people can only pray with their hands together.

If someone violates the rules, it is a blasphemy against the God of Light!

Chu Nan didn't know this, it was just like he followed suit.

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