Killing His Way to the Holy Island
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The tide lapped against the beach. The massive ship finally docked at the shore of the Holy Island. The high-ranking deacons of the Religious Inquisition, dressed in purple robes, coldly watched the colossal vessel. The senior deacons responsible for escorting the ship disembarked first, following the gangplank.
"How many have been transported?" the leading special-grade deacon asked in a cold voice.
The senior steward who disembarked respectfully said, "Sir, this batch has brought over eight hundred people."
"Hmm." The senior deacon nodded slightly. "Quickly, get them all out, wash them all clean, and change them into clean clothes."
"Yes!"
Immediately, one by one, dirty slaves were escorted down by these deacons.
"The Radiant Church, Light? Light my ass!" A furious shout came from the crowd of slaves, followed by the loud crack of a whip.
"Go ahead and kill me! I was blind to believe we were going on a pilgrimage!" the slave roared angrily. "Where are my wife and my daughter? You've brought them all here? A pilgrimage, my foot! I must have been blind! Waaah, waaah!"
With a flash of light, a large gash appeared in the slave's mouth, and a piece of his tongue fell off.
"What's going on?" the senior deacon snapped at the junior deacon holding the whip.
"My lord, I don't know either," the junior steward said in a panic. "Those troublemakers were tamed long ago during the transport, but I didn't expect this guy to have been holding out until now."
The slave whose tongue had been cut out glared at the deacons with hatred.
As for the other slaves, most of them had long since given up hope and walked along numbly.
In a wide underground tunnel.
Heidens, dressed in a cream-colored robe, was followed by a beautiful priestess in white. Meanwhile, a large number of slaves, who had been washed and dressed in clean clothes, were being led towards the dark end of the underground passage.
"Ooh," the slave whose tongue had been cut off had now washed himself clean and changed into clean clothes.
When he saw Heidens, his eyes widened in horror.
Within the Holy Union, Heidens had conducted a grand Mass. This slave had seen Heidens in person before and knew that Heidens was the Pope of the Radiant Church.
Immediately, he angrily yelled at Heidens.
"Hurry up!" But he was immediately whipped hard by the guards behind him, the flesh of the slave's body was turned inside out from the whip.
"What foolish people! They should be proud to sacrifice their lives for the great Lord Chigita," the white-clad priestess behind Heidens sneered.
Heidens smiled calmly.
"How many more souls does Lord Chigita need to fully recover?" Heidens asked the white-clad priestess.
The priestess in white respectfully said, "Your Holiness, we have transported tens of thousands of people over the past year. Lord Chigita has mostly recovered his strength, but according to Chigita, he will need about ten thousand more ordinary souls to fully recover."
"Ten thousand ordinary souls? That'll be quite a while." Heidens frowned.
"Of course, if they are Saint Realm souls, ten will be enough," the white-robed priestess said.
Heidens frowned slightly, glancing at the white-robed priestess. "Saint Realm soul? Hmph, remember, go and serve Lord Chigita well, and don't meddle in anything else."
"Yes," the white-clad female priestess replied respectfully.
Heidens glanced at the end of the underground passage, then at the cleanly dressed slaves being led deeper and deeper, and sighed inwardly, "Sucking souls and demanding that the slaves be clean and well-dressed? This Chigita... truly..."
Although Heidens had some aversion to "Chigita".
However, Heidens was well aware of Chigita's terrifying strength.
Ever since breaking their agreement and falling out with Lin Feng over the Chaos Territory incident, Heidens had been meticulously preparing for what to do if Lin Feng led a group of the Saint Realm to attack this Holy Island.
"Fortunately, the Lord of Light showed his favor, allowing Lord Chigita to suddenly appear at the most dangerous moment," Heidens thought to himself.
But at this moment, Heidens was unaware that Lin Feng had already crossed the ocean and was rushing towards their Holy Island.
Although news of Lin Feng's ascension to godhood had already spread among the powerful figures in the Yulan Saint Realm and the Divine Domain, the Radiant Church remained unaware of it. While the Radiant Church also possessed many powerful figures in the Saint Realm Radiant Church, due to Beirut's influence, they were ineligible to enter the Necropolis of the Gods. It could be said that the Saint Realm Saint Realm of Radiant Church's powerful figures were isolated from the other Saint Realm experts in Yulan.
The vast sky above the Holy Island of Light appeared serene, when a phantom flew Extreme Speed from the distant horizon.
Lin Feng brought his main Wind Divine Clone this time, so his speed was naturally extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the Holy Island of Light.
Lin Feng sensed that immense aura of light, just like the Fenlai City back then.
"Heidens, come out!" Lin Feng's voice boomed. The seawater near Bright Holy Island was shaken by this sound, creating waves more than ten meters high.
On the Holy Island of Light, those with cultivation levels below level six were instantly knocked unconscious.
In that instant, more than half of the Radiant Church's personnel fell to the ground.
Although Lin Feng shouted casually, it contained a trace of "the Profound Truth of Sound". The "profound Profound Truth of Sound of sound", which is a fusion of "Sound Wave" and "Acoustics", not only contains Material Attack, but also Soul Attack. If Lin Feng hadn't been reluctant to kill, this one blow would have turned the entire Holy Island into a dead island.
"Lin Feng?" Heidens looked out the window at Lin Feng, who was standing smiling in mid-air, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.
The high-ranking members of the Holy See gathered on the ninth floor of the Radiant Temple could clearly see Lin Feng with Fiend smile through the huge floor-to -Mysteries ceiling windows. Seeing this, their hearts trembled. Although they had withstood Lin Feng's roar, which contained profound laws, their faces were still somewhat pale. That a single roar could injure them demonstrated the terrifying power of Lin Feng. However, the leader, Heidens, remained silent.
"That's Lin Feng, the number one genius of Yulan Lin Feng, has arrived."
People are filled with fear and unease!
"Hmph." A cold snort rang out. Immediately, all the high-ranking members of the Holy See on the ninth floor fell silent. The usually Pope of the Radiant Church "Heidens," even when annoyed, would not show it on his face. But now, he no longer concealed it.
"Luo Ye." Heidens's deep voice instantly resounded throughout the Radiant Temple, even echoing outside the Radiant Temple.
A phantom figure appeared directly on the ninth floor of the temple; it was none other than "Lord Luo Ye Leaves," the spiritual leader of the Ascetic.
"Luo Ye, this time, it's up to you." Heidens looked at Luo Ye.
Luo Ye's expression also turned serious. "Rest assured, with fifteen Four-Winged Angel from the Saint Realm, ten fanatics from the Saint Realm, six Ascetic the Saint Realm, and four special-grade deacons from the Saint Realm, plus myself, a total of thirty-six people forming this ' Great Hexagram Battle Formation,' Lin Feng is doomed."
Heidens nodded slightly.
By gathering Luo Ye, they managed to gather thirty-six Saint Realm, most of whom were only at the initial or intermediate stages of the Saint Realm.
"All the power of the Holy See, and even its future, are staked on this." Heidens felt a heavy weight in his heart; almost all of the Holy See's Saint Realm power was on this.