God Level Civilization

…

“Slaughter! Slaughter! Slaughter!”

The sword carried by Landon was now dull and unusable. He tossed it aside and picked up a spear from the ground, continuing to charge forward without hesitation.

His voice had already become hoarse amidst the frenzy of shouting, but he seemed oblivious to it. His eyes were bloodshot, consumed by madness. Under his stimulation, the fervent atmosphere continued to envelop the entire army of believers.

One believer after another fell, but not a single person halted their steps.

All the believers had forgotten about the danger, oblivious to life and death, only knowing to charge forward madly, relentlessly…

In the chaos, these disorganized and unformed soldiers, without any commanding authority, were pushed back in defeat. Even with some elite soldiers attempting to maintain order and desperately organize resistance, their morale inevitably weakened, growing weaker and weaker.

The balance of victory gradually tipped to one side.

Watching this scene through the ‘Eye of God’ in the Divine Realm, Wu Hui couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with excitement, his blood boiling.

Although he held the esteemed position of the God of Light, this was his first time witnessing a real war from an actual perspective. The feeling was far more nerve-wracking than watching movies on Earth, multiplying the tension countless times over.

Especially when he adjusted his perspective, placing himself on the battlefield, the nervousness, the thrill, the madness, it made his heart tremble in unison.

Exhilarating!

Truly exhilarating!

Wu Hui’s heart burned with passion, and the manly blood within him was fully awakened. He yearned to rush forward and fight alongside them, to experience the heat and heroism of the battlefield.

Of course, amidst the excitement, he still retained some rationality. He couldn’t actually charge in; it would be a waste of divine power.

Meanwhile, inside Gruberg, the soldiers of Gruberg, seeing the inevitable outcome, finally succumbed to the mental pressure. Some turned and fled from the battlefield, while others simply dropped their weapons, crouched down, and surrendered.

When one does it, others follow suit.

Gradually, more and more soldiers surrendered, and more and more soldiers escaped from the battlefield. Only a few scattered resistances remained.

At this point, the outcome of the battle was no longer a suspense.

Before long, due to Catherine’s control over Baron Gandial, the upper levels of the castle, who had been hesitant to make a move, were defeated under the siege from both inside and outside. They suffered heavy casualties from the fanatical army of believers. The few survivors were thrown into the dungeons to enjoy the “wonderful” life of prisoners with Gandial.

As for how the previously oppressed believers would treat them, that was a story for another time.

By now, this easily defensible Gruberg had been completely conquered. The original banner belonging to Baron Gandial was lowered, replaced by the main banner representing the God of Light, with the small flag of the Light Saint by its side.

Under the night sky, the white flag fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint golden glow amidst the darkness, as if heralding that the darkness had passed and the dawn was about to come.

At this point, Wu Hui’s heart, which had been leaping up and down incessantly, finally settled down and became at ease.

If they couldn’t capture Gruberg, the St. Lu’an Monastery would have no buffer and would constantly be under the threat of enemy forces, like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

But now, it was different.

Gruberg would become a barrier in front of the monastery, and the geographical advantage that belonged to Gruberg now became their own advantage. Even if the regular army of Lu’an City was powerful, it wouldn’t be easy for them to take Gruberg as long as they didn’t make any foolish mistakes.

This place would become the foundation for their foothold in this world, as well as their confidence and capital to resist Lu’an City.

Moreover, there was another benefit to capturing Gruberg.

Gruberg was the castle of Baron Gandial, so taking Gruberg was equivalent to taking control of this territory. From now on, the entire Grue region and its thousands of residents would become his possessions.

These people were potential followers to him. As long as he developed them properly, the number of his followers would undoubtedly skyrocket.

The future looked bright.

Suddenly, Wu Hui felt like a window had been opened in his heart. His mood instantly became spacious and bright, and everything he saw appeared vivid and beautiful. Even the bloody scenes and scattered limbs on the battlefield couldn’t affect his good mood.

However, deep down, he was still a “Five Goods” socialist youth who was born under the red flag and grew up in favorable circumstances. He was still quite unaccustomed to the bloody battlefield. Especially now, with the strong smell of iron and blood permeating the air, he almost felt nauseous when he came back to his senses.

Better not torture his sense of taste~

Wu Hui’s vision decisively moved away from the area near the heavily contested city gate. Using the perspective of the God’s Eye, he leisurely began to patrol his new territory, Gruberg.

To be honest, in his previous life, Wu Hui had only seen European castles in movies and TV shows. In reality, he had never traveled abroad.

Wu Hui inspected the area as he went along.

This castle had been around for quite some time. The walls made of stone showed signs of weathering, revealing a sense of history. Nevertheless, the castle’s walls remained incredibly sturdy, and all the watchtowers and lookout posts were well-preserved, exuding an aura of battle-tested reliability and safety.

The only downside was probably the darkness and dampness inside the castle.

Even if torches or candles were lit, the castle remained dim, with many corners shrouded in darkness. The stone walls were noticeably damp, and in some places, ferns and moss had even started to grow.

However, since the castle was primarily a fortress of war, as long as it was secure, the lack of comfort was not a major issue. After a brief sigh of emotion, Wu Hui didn’t pay it much attention and continued to explore enthusiastically.

There were still many people inside the castle.

When the castle gate was breached earlier, most of the soldiers rushed towards the entrance, but the powerless male and female servants were scared and hid themselves. Now, they were like trapped turtles, cowering in cabinets or trembling under the beds.

As soon as the army of believers took control of the castle, a group of them entered and systematically searched room by room. They quickly discovered all the male and female servants, collectively cramming them into the dungeon.

Wu Hui stood by and observed the whole process, finding it quite interesting.

Although these servants were afraid, except for a few higher-ranking ones who showed despair, the majority of them remained surprisingly calm.
Some even had a hint of joy on their faces, forming some kind of kinship with members of the army of believers.
When the army of believers dealt with these servants, there was none of the hostility they had shown towards the castle soldiers. Though not pleased, their expressions were more relaxed.

The most magical thing was that during this process, some of the servants spontaneously became his followers.

Although they were only shallow believers, it still surprised him.

Wu Hui eavesdropped on their conversations for a while before gradually understanding. It turned out that most of these male and female servants were actually commoners from the town of Gru. They simply worked in the castle, and their relationship with Gandial was only that of employment, not particularly close.

In this way, it was understandable that some of the servants felt awe after witnessing the grandeur of the army of believers and became shallow believers.

Those who showed expressions of despair were mostly servants who had served Gandial’s family for generations.

Soon, Gandial’s personal steward was also dragged out by the believers.

Landon personally interrogated him, quickly extracting the locations of all the storerooms in the castle. He also found a bunch of keys on the steward. Without a second thought, he took a group of people and began to inventory the storerooms.

There were quite a few places in the castle where things were stored, but only three could be considered storerooms: the cellar for food storage, the armory for weapons and equipment, and Gandial’s personal treasure vault.

Landon directly appointed three individuals in charge, dividing the teams to inventory the supplies. He himself went to Gandial’s personal treasure vault.

Wu Hui was also very interested in Gandial’s personal treasure vault and controlled the Eye of God’s perspective to follow along.

After a war, looting wealth and treasures was one of Wu Hui’s favorite things.

Back on Earth, when playing games, Wu Hui loved the part where he could obtain equipment and loot wealth.