"Kill me if you can. I am so blind that I actually believe that I am going on a pilgrimage."
The slave screamed loudly and angrily, "Where is my wife and my daughter? You have brought them here? Are you still going on a pilgrimage? I am so blind - wuwu, wuwu -"
There was just a flash of sword light, and a big gap appeared in the slave's mouth, and a piece of his tongue fell out.
"What's going on?" the super deacon yelled at the low-level deacon holding the whip.
"Sir, I don't know either."
The low-ranking deacon said in fear, "Those prickly heads were tamed long ago during transportation. I didn't expect this guy to hold back until now."
The slave whose tongue was cut out looked at the deacons with hatred.
As for the other slaves, most of them had long been in despair and were walking numbly.
…
In the wide tunnel underground.
Heitings was wearing a milky white robe, and behind him was a beautiful female priest in white.
At this moment, a large number of slaves, who had been washed and put on clean clothes, were being escorted towards the dark end of the underground passage.
"Ugh-" The slave whose tongue was cut off was now washed and put on clean clothes.
When he saw Haitings, his eyes immediately widened in horror.
In the past, Haitings held a large-scale ceremony. This slave had seen Haitings with his own eyes in the past and knew that Haitings was the Pope of the Holy See of Light.
Suddenly, he shouted angrily at Haitings.
"Let's go." However, he was immediately whipped hard by the escort behind him, and the flesh on the slave's body was ripped out.
"What stupid people. They should be proud of sacrificing their lives for the great Lord Balon."
The white-clothed priestess behind Haitings said coldly.
Heitings smiled calmly.
"How many more souls does Master Baron need to fully recover?" Heitings asked the female priest in white.
The female priest in white said respectfully: "Your Majesty the Pope, Master Baron was injured by an unknown space fluctuation when he was transporting planes. Although we have transported millions of slaves this year, it is still a drop in the bucket. However,
According to Lord Balon himself, it is not a problem to use the strength of the middle god."
"You can still display the strength of a mid-level god even after being seriously injured... This Lord Baron is indeed a god's envoy. I don't know why the master ordered to send such a powerful god to the lower realm. You must know that the cost of plane teleportation for a high-level god is very high.
High."
As the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, Haitingsi still understands the realm of gods. In addition, regarding plane teleportation, any creature will be explained by the Plane Guardian after it breaks through the Holy Realm, so it is naturally clear to him.
The cost of transporting a higher god is even more precious than all the believers in the material plane put together. Generally, no upper god will return to the material plane.
When Balon came to the Holy Island, he was covered in blood and looked very weak. If it weren't for the bright breath of the God's Domain, Heitings would have thought it was an invasion by a foreign enemy.
"Forget it, how could I possibly guess the master's thoughts? We in the Holy See of Light have a middle god, and the unification of the continent is just around the corner! Hey, if I hadn't lost the Holy Alliance and only a million-level slaves, how could I have spent so much money?
With all my heart, Baruch Empire, hum, I will get back everything I lost with interest." Heitings thought to himself.
Then he glanced at the end of the underground passage, then looked at the cleanly dressed slaves who were being escorted into the depths, and sighed in his heart: "To suck souls, you also need all the slaves to be washed and dressed cleanly? What the hell?"
Long, it’s really…”
But what Hetings didn't know at this moment was that Lin Dong had already led nine powerful men from the holy realm, crossing the ocean and rushing towards their holy island.
...
Thousands of miles of sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the Holy Island of Guangming seemed very peaceful. A large group of phantoms were speeding across the distant sky. The three holy dragons also shrunk in size to prevent them from being discovered by the Holy See in advance.
"Stop. There should be the Holy Island ahead."
Lin Dong's voice resounded in the minds of all the strong men, and all of them suddenly stopped a few miles away from the Holy Island of Light.
Lin Lei and the others also sensed the huge light aura, just like the Finnish city back then.
"Everyone prepares a way to give the Holy See of Light a little greeting gift. What I prepared is the thunder forbidden spell magic - thunder to destroy the world!" Lin Dong smiled and put forward an idea.
"Meeting gift? What a great idea! Then I'll do a world-shattering thing!"
After Lin Lei broke through to the holy realm, his physical body replenished his spiritual power, and he also entered the realm of the holy magician before setting off.
"I'd better give you the greeting gift after I get to the island."
Gu Zhuo Hoge spread his hands and said helplessly that he was just a holy warrior, but he did not have the talent of a magician. Beibei and Shasha also nodded in agreement.
"There are no forbidden spells of mass destruction in light magic, so I won't take action."
Linna thought for a moment, and found that light magic was more about mental attack or recovery magic. Compared with the thunder and earth elements, there really was no meeting gift that could be used.
"We three brothers, let's work together to cast a magic." The Thunder Dragon who took the lead said.
Lin Dong's thunder law has already reached the peak of the holy realm. With his powerful mental power mobilizing the thunder elements, he can recite the incantation in a very short time and point to the bright holy island in the distance.
"Boom~~"
I saw a huge thundercloud dozens of miles wide appearing out of thin air.
Within the scope of his vision, countless thunderbolts struck down, like a divine punishment!
All the members of the Holy See of Light standing outside were immediately struck by the dense thunder, leaving only a pile of bones. The peaceful and peaceful environment on the island ceased to exist for a while, and all the struck vegetation began to burn.
.
A ray of milky white light spread out in all directions with the nine-story-high spire of the Temple of Light as the center.
A visible white cover is constantly expanding. Wherever this white cover covers, the power of the World-Destroying Thunder is eliminated and blocked.
"What's going on? Who is attacking?" The leader of the Fanatic Legion, 'Thunder', grabbed a priest in white and roared.
"I don't know. I don't know." The white-clothed priest who was caught had a mental breakdown for a moment. This was not the Holy Island he was familiar with!
And at this moment——
"Rumble~~~" The entire holy island started to shake.
After Lin Dong's precise thunder strike, only 10% of the people on the Holy Island survived.
Moreover, most of the surviving 10% are strong men of level 7 or 8, but these strong men are also extremely frightened when facing forbidden magic.
"Crack!" "Peng!"
The ground was constantly shaking and vibrating, spreading out in all directions like ripples.
In this kind of vibration, the earth directly cracked open.
Huge cracks appeared one after another, and many strong men fell into the cracks screaming.
This is not the most terrifying thing——
The most terrifying thing is that in the sky, huge meteorites are burning with raging flames and falling fiercely towards the solid buildings on the Holy Island.
"Peng!"
Many members of the Holy See of Light were directly smashed to pieces by meteorites and their houses.
Dragon language forbidden spell magic——meteor falling from the sky!
"Oh God!"
Some desperate members of the Holy See raised their heads and shouted in the auxiliary temple, looking forward to the Lord's rescue.
Then... they were flattened by a larger meteorite, and the ground was stained red with dazzling blood.
Subsequently, a large amount of tide rising from the cracks in the ground washed away the traces on the ground, leaving only many half-battered corpses floating in the water, proving the authenticity of the matter.
"asshole!"
Lei Ming, who was at the peak of the Holy Realm, suddenly punched and smashed the meteorite above him into pieces.
But he was too late to save others!
"The Baruch Empire is definitely knocking on the door! Using so many forbidden spells at once, at least three holy magicians are participating in the battle!" Lei Ming roared in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
Nearly two-thirds of the entire Holy Island was sunk, leaving only one-third centered on the Temple of Light.
At this moment, except for the protective cover, there are basically no survivors.