God Level Civilization

Catherine’s heart skipped a beat as she locked her blue eyes onto the wooden door in front of her.

Quickly adjusting his perspective, Wu Hui saw what was happening outside the door.

In the hallway, a middle-aged man dressed in noble attire was stumbling towards the tower with a strong smell of alcohol on his breath.

Despite his short stature and plump figure, and the fact that his tailored outfit did little to flatter his flabby body, no one dared to laugh at him because he was the owner of Gruberg Castle: Baron Gandial.

The watchtower was Gandial’s favorite place to be.
From there, he could see the entire town of Gru at a glance, as if he had the entire town under his feet.

Whenever he was there, he felt the thrill of absolute power and control, as if he were an emperor ruling a nation.

To achieve this, he spared no expense in renovating the lookout room into a bedroom specifically designed to exercise his droit du seigneur, so that he could enjoy his fresh and tender brides without distractions.
He even spent a fortune to replace the original small windows with large floor-to-ceiling ones, allowing him to look down upon Gru with just a glance.

The feeling of conquest.

Yes, it’s all about the sense of conquest.

The feeling is truly indescribable.

During dinner, Gandial had drunk a considerable amount of precious wine, and now he was slightly intoxicated, recalling past scenes.
Despite his drunkenness, his wolfish eyes still emitted a cruel and excited light.

“My lord.”

At the door of the room, two fully armed guards bowed to Gandial.

Their eyes also emitted an excited light.
As usual, after the lord enjoyed the bride, if he was in a good mood, he would send the “happy time” to his trusted subordinates to enjoy.

These two guards could stay here at this time because they were trusted and valued by Gandial.

The most terrifying thing is that there are two or three dozen trusted subordinates who are valued by Gandial.
When they take turns to play, the bride is subjected to brutal and terrible torture.

In fact, more than one bride could not accept such humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off the watchtower.
However, the vast majority of brides who experienced this terrible night chose to keep it a secret forever.

This also prevented Baron Gandial’s more heinous behavior from being exposed.

“How is the bride?” Gandial asked with a smile.

“Very obedient, no resistance,” the guard said with a knowing smirk.
“Please enjoy yourself, Lord.”

“Hahaha~” Gandial patted their shoulders, laughing.
“Notify the brothers to come and taste the fresh catch later.”

He loved this type of docile and submissive bride, who could be toyed with however he pleased.
Unlike those with strong personalities, who would commit suicide if pushed too far.
Even as a baron, if too many brides killed themselves, it could cause some trouble.

Aelia was one of these docile brides, and she was perfect.

He had been looking forward to this happy time for a long time.

There were many young girls in his territory, many of them unmarried, but most were unattractive and he had no interest in them.
Aelia, however, was different.

The scouts he sent out clearly described Aelia’s beauty.
They said that not only was she beautiful, but her figure was also top-notch.
And her skin was not only tender and moist, but also so white and delicate that it looked as if a pinch would cause water to come out.

At the thought of being able to enjoy this tender and watery girl tonight, Gandial’s desire soared, and his breathing became even more rapid.

In the divine realm, Wu Hui saw the shameless faces of Gandial and his men through the eyes of God, and his heart was filled with anger.

Beasts!

If not for his concern for his divine power, he would have almost thrown the Spear of Judgment and blasted this despicable and shameless Baron Gandial into smithereens.

This was not just sudden burst of righteousness from Wu Hui, but the actions of Baron Gandial were truly disgusting, making it unbearable even for a man like Wu Hui.
Of course, it cannot be denied that there was also a tinge of jealousy at play here.

Just think about it, Baron Gandial, a mere human noble native, was able to live so freely and even exercised his so-called “first night rights” whenever he wanted.

On the other hand, Wu Hui, a glorious god, could only exist in spiritual form, guarding a ruined kingdom of light every day, diligently gathering followers, striving for survival, development, and meticulously counting every 0.1 divine power without daring to spend it on his own pleasure.

When compared like this, who was the true god?

This was truly unbearable, and Wu Hui glared fiercely at Baron Gandial.
His anger became even more intense under the drive of envy and jealousy.
He then turned his attention back to the room.

“Saintess Catherine, kill that evil Baron for me, and the more gruesome, the better.”

Wu Hui issued a stern order to Catherine.

A mere native baron was living a better life than him, Wu Hui.

If it was something he couldn’t see, he could let it slide, but if it was happening right in front of him, he could not tolerate it.

“Catherine obeys the divine decree of my lord.”

Catherine tightly gripped the silver cross on her chest, her voice calm yet fanatical.

After multiple interactions, she gradually adapted to the Light Lord’s sometimes less dignified speaking style.

She had never heard a divine oracle before, let alone knew the true style of the Light Lord.
However, as a fanatic, she would never question or betray the deity she believed in, even if the divine revelation ordered her to commit suicide.

Moreover, the great divine revelation oracle of the Light Lord was in line with her current intentions, and she would not let the baron die too easily.

Tonight, she would let Gandial taste the despair too!

Outside the door, footsteps grew closer and closer, accompanied by a wicked chuckle that seemed to be within reach.

Catherine took a deep breath, quickly restrained her breath, and lowered her gaze.
She knew that the key to tonight’s battle was to catch Gandial off guard.

She couldn’t let him be alerted too early.

Just as Catherine was adjusting her state and getting ready to take action at any moment,

“Squeak!”

The heavy door was pushed open and the stocky, bearded Gandial entered the room.
Unaware that danger had already arrived, his gaze was immediately drawn to Catherine.

For a moment, he seemed to stop breathing, and his eyes revealed an insatiable desire to possess her.

She was beautiful, too beautiful.
Although Gandial knew that Aelia was a renowned beauty in the territory, he never imagined that she would be so sacred and exceptional in her wedding dress.
Her aura was luminous and ethereal, like an angel descending from heaven, even with the veil covering her face.
It was precisely this veil that made Gandial feel the sanctity and inviolability of ” Aelia’s” temperament.

In just a moment, Gandial’s gaze was completely captivated.
His breathing became heavy, and he walked toward the bed as if in a dream.