Chapter 973

At night, without sunlight and without the Light Disaster, everyone came out of the rooms one after another. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, they all gathered in the square. It was Governor Airi who sent people to call them out house by house.

Originally, in the afternoon, Governor Airi had already been calling everyone out, saying that the Light Disaster had been eliminated, but everyone didn't believe it. Everyone wanted to wait for others to go out and try. Without three or five days, it would be difficult for everyone to dispel the doubts in their hearts, because the damage of the Light Disaster was too tragic.

The Light Disaster was not fatal for a moment, but it would make the skin fester, itchy and painful. If you didn't scratch it, it would itch; if you scratched it, it would fester, and then it would itch even more. Moreover, the festering places could not be bandaged; they would adhere. After a long time, they would stick to the bandages, and tearing them off was no less than tearing off a layer of skin.

If it were just pain and itching, that would be fine, but it was also ugly. The damaged places were generally skin usually exposed outside, basically the face, neck, hands, and feet. Now they were all festering, oozing, inflamed, and pus-flowing, looking vicious and ugly. It was too ugly.

Some men and women who loved beauty wished they could jump off Zhuoshan and die. They were not very willing to come out and see people.

It wasn't until Governor Airi sent people to announce house by house that a way to treat them had been found, and that they should gather in the square at night, and that it would be expired if they missed it, that everyone reluctantly walked out of their homes.

Anthony looked at the increasing crowd and couldn't help but wipe his sweat. He hadn't cast a divine art like the Vastness of Divine Grace for many years, and he hadn't succeeded when he cast it before, ha.

However, this main god, Ang, was too easy to talk to. Anthony wasn't worried about failure, but rather worried that he wouldn't be able to bear Ang's power. It would be troublesome if he made a fool of himself then.

Thinking of this, Anthony hurriedly called Ang: "My lord, you must not use too much force, come gently. We are now a group of refugee deities and believers of fallen gods. If we appear too powerful, the Grand Speaker will suspect us. I hope to use four hours to release the Vastness of Divine Grace."

Ang scratched his head and responded reluctantly: "Fine."

Nai Ge Li Si said with disgust: "Four hours? Dragging it out for so long, you could have cast it yourself. Then you might as well have cast a group healing technique directly."

Anthony said: "Is the Vastness of Divine Grace important for healing? No, what's important is divine grace. Planting the seeds of divine grace in the hearts of these people, these people will become our believers. Watch me trick all his people over under the Grand Speaker's nose."

Nai Ge Li Si frowned: "Won't the Grand Speaker see it? Aren't you afraid he'll beat you?"

"I don't know if he can see it, but I feel he doesn't care much about this. You don't know how crazy he talks, things like 'The Feilie Empire is just an enemy of the Alliance, not my enemy', 'There is nothing in this void qualified to be my enemy'. I am preparing to jump back and forth on his bottom line to see where his tolerance is," Anthony said.

Nai Ge Li Si was not prepared to express an opinion on Anthony's actions. The old divine swindler did things more delicately than it did, and it was easy to get slapped in the face if it expressed opinions randomly.

Everyone had arrived at the square, shadowy and indistinct. There must be more than a hundred thousand people, right? Everyone from Zhuoshan had come.

The more people, the better. Having felt the power of the god, it was difficult to forget the divine grace. In moments of pain, fatigue, despair, and exhaustion, one would uncontrollably recall that vast moment.

It was just like Nai Ge Li Si being so weak, but when its divine name was spread, every time there was an exam, everyone still uncontrollably chanted its divine name. Anyway, there was no harm in praying.

Seeing that the crowd was about right, Anthony pulled out his scepter, paused in front of him, and shouted loudly: "The glory of the Lord of Radiance is endless, the Lord of Life pities the world..."

Following his shout, a divine soul slowly floated up from his body, and a holy light slowly lit up, spreading in all directions.

Just like this, Anthony walked through the crowd with a kind smile on his face. Wherever he passed, the holy light shone, and those patients affected by the Light Disaster felt as if their wounds were being nourished by something, and the painful and itchy feeling immediately weakened significantly.

Surprised people took off their face veils, cloaks, and other clothing, exposing their wounds and getting as close to the holy light as possible. Anthony was soon surrounded tightly.

"Kneel down, pious people, reveal your soul, so that the god can hear your voice." The divine soul on Anthony's body shot up several meters high, still like a glowing giant, very conspicuous in the crowd. When he spoke, his voice sounded even more like it was right in everyone's ears, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Under the Grand Speaker's rule, there was no tradition of believing in gods, so Anthony's words made everyone a bit confused, and they looked at Governor Airi hesitantly.

Airi looked at the Grand Speaker hesitantly. The Grand Speaker turned his head away noncommittally, looking left and right.

Airi understood. This meant neither supporting nor opposing, so she nodded to everyone.

People knelt down one after another, spreading out like ripples. Soon, everyone in the square was a head shorter.

Originally, Airi thought Anthony let everyone kneel for the ceremony, but after everyone knelt down, Airi suddenly saw something: "If everyone kneels down, movement is difficult, so it's not easy to push and trample. Is it for this?"

Without pushing and trampling, Anthony's movement was much smoother, circling the square. Ordinary injuries were ignored. When he encountered those who had already mutated like Airi, he would first ask them to go to the side, and then concentrate on the Fist of the Beauty God later.

The vast divine grace was equivalent to planting a seed of faith in this group of painful and desperate people, which could easily sprout and grow. Originally, the Grand Speaker shouldn't have supported it, but Anthony found that the Grand Speaker not only supported it, but also seemed happy to see it happen.

After thinking for a long time, Anthony had a guess: "I suspect he is doing it on purpose, because gods will occupy the ecological niche of heroic spirits. If only heroic spirits are qualified to be his enemies, then the most the Grand Speaker should do is cultivate gods, so that those heroic spirits have no space to exist, just like reversing what Aojia'er did."

"Of course, this is just my guess. It's also possible that the Grand Speaker just really doesn't care. By the way, among the Grand Speaker's heroic spirit captives, I found a heroic spirit that was a bit familiar. I think it looks a bit like the Truth Cannon Walker." Anthony said while turning around.

"What? Truth Cannon? Walker? How is that possible? The Chaos Plane is so far from here, even ten Walker cannons couldn't fly here." Nai Ge Li Si was startled.

Anthony said: "I just think it looks like it. It carries a big round disk on its back, looking like the ring of a Starburst Array, but it was sealed into a stone statue, so I can't see anything. At that time, the Grand Speaker was still testing me, so I didn't dare to look closely. I'll find a chance to look again another day, or get it over here."