All Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds: The protagonist is my brother

Chapter 118 The Cracked Holy Island

"If you have the ability to kill me, I'm blind and believe that I'm going on a pilgrimage."

The slave screamed loudly and angrily, "Where is my wife and my daughter? You got them all here? Are you still on a pilgrimage? I'm so blind——————"

Just a flash of knife light, a big gap appeared in the slave's mouth, and a piece of tongue fell off.

"What's going on?" The super deacon yelled at the low-level deacon who was holding a whip.

"My lord, I don't know either."

The low-level deacon panicked, "During the transportation, those thorns have been tamed long ago. I didn't expect this guy to bear it until now."

The slave whose tongue had been cut off looked at the deacons with hatred.

As for the other slaves, most of them were already desperate, walking numbly.

……

In the wide underground tunnel.

Haitingsi, who was wearing a milky white robe, was behind him a beautiful priestess in white.

At this moment, a large number of slaves who have been washed and put on clean clothes are being escorted to the dark end of the underground passage.

"Woo—" The slave whose tongue had been cut off was also washed and put on clean clothes at this moment.

When he saw Haitings, his eyes 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.

Immediately, he yelled angrily at Haitings, 'Woooooo'.

"Let's go." But he was immediately whipped away by the escort behind him, and the slave's body was whipped out.

"What stupid people. They should be proud of dedicating their lives to the great Lord Baron."

The priestess in white behind Haitings snorted and said.

Haitings smiled lightly.

"How many souls does Lord Baron need to fully recover?" Haitings asked the priestess in white.

The priestess in white said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Lord Baron was injured by an unknown spatial fluctuation during the plane transfer. Although we have transported millions of slaves this year, it is still a drop in the bucket, but According to Lord Baron himself, it is not a problem to use the strength of the middle god."

"Lord Baron is worthy of being an envoy of gods even after being seriously injured. 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 teleporting a high god is very high. "

Haitings, as the pinnacle of the sanctuary, still understands the realm of gods. In addition, regarding the plane transfer, after any creature breaks through the sanctuary, the plane guardian will explain it, and it is naturally clear.

The price of sending a high god is even more precious than all believers in a material plane combined. Generally, no high god will return to the material plane.

When Baron came to the Holy Island, he was covered in blood and looked very weak. If it weren't for the proof from the God's Domain of the bright breath, Haitings would have thought it was an invasion of foreign enemies.

"Forget it, how can I guess the master's mind? We have a middle god in the Holy See of Light, and the unification of the mainland is just around the corner! Hey, if it wasn't for the loss of the Holy Alliance, how could it be so troublesome for me to have millions of slaves? Do your best, Baruch Empire, hmph, I will get back everything I lost with interest." Haitings thought to himself.

Then he glanced at the end of the underground passage, and looked at the cleanly dressed slaves who were being escorted to the depths, and he sighed inwardly: "Suck souls, and you want all slaves to be washed and dressed? This ba Long, it's really..."

But at this moment, Haitings didn't know that Lin Dong had brought 9 holy domain experts with him, and they had already crossed the ocean and rushed towards their holy island.

The sky is vast and the sun is shining brightly. The Holy Island of Guangming looks very peaceful. A large group of phantoms are rushing towards the distant sky at a high speed. The three-headed Sanctuary Dragon also shrinks in size to prevent being discovered by the Holy See of Guangming in advance.

"Stop. There should be Holy Island ahead."

Lin Dong's voice resounded in the minds of all the strong men, and all the strong men stopped a few miles away from Guangming Holy Island.

Linley and the others also sensed that huge bright aura, just like the city of Finland back then.

"Everyone prepares a way to give the Guangming Holy See a welcome gift. What I prepare is the lightning-type forbidden curse magic--Thunderbolt destroys the world!" Lin Dong smiled and proposed an idea.

"Meeting ceremony? Good idea! Then I'll have a catastrophe!"

After Linley broke through to the sanctuary, his physical body replenished his spiritual power, and he also entered the realm of the holy magician before he set off.

"I'd better give a meeting gift after I go to the island."

Hogg spread his hands and said helplessly, he is just a sanctuary warrior, but he has no magician talent, Beibei and Sasha also nodded in agreement.

"There is no forbidden spell of mass destruction in light magic, so I won't do it."

Linna thought about it, and the light magic is more about mental attack or recovery magic. Compared with the thunder and earth magic, there is really no meeting gift that can be given.

"The three of us brothers will work together to cast a spell." Thunder Dragon said.

Lin Dong's thunder system law has already reached the peak of the sanctuary. With the powerful spiritual power mobilizing the thunder system elements, the time for chanting the spell is very short, and he pointed to the bright holy island in the distance.

"Boom~~"

A huge thundercloud with a width of tens of miles appeared out of thin air.

Within the range of vision, countless thunderbolts struck down, as if punished by heaven!
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 disappeared for a while, and all the vegetation that was struck also began to burn .

A ray of milky white light, centered on the spire of the nine-storey Temple of Light, diffused in all directions.

A visible white cover is constantly expanding, and the power of the World Exterminating Thunder is eliminated and blocked within the range covered by this white cover.

"What's going on, who is attacking?" Thunder, the leader of the fanatic army, grabbed a priest in white and growled.

"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-

"Boom~~~" The entire holy island started to shake.

After Lin Dong's precise thunder strike, only [-]% of the people on Holy Island survived.

Moreover, most of the [-]% of the surviving members are powerhouses of level seven or eight, but these powerhouses are equally terrified when facing forbidden magic.

"Crack!" "Peng!"

The constantly shaking and vibrating ground rippled around like ripples.

In this vibration, the earth directly cracked open.

Huge rifts appeared one after another, and many powerful people screamed and fell into the rifts.

This is not the scariest--

The most frightening thing was that in the sky above, huge meteorites were burning with raging flames, falling hard towards the solid buildings on the holy island.

"Pong!"

Many members of the Holy See of Light were directly smashed into flesh by meteorites and houses.

Forbidden Curse Magic in Dragon Language—Meteors Fall from the Sky!
"Oh God!"

Some desperate members of the Holy See raised their heads and shouted in the subsidiary temple, expecting the Lord's rescue.

Then... they were directly crushed by a larger meteorite, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Afterwards, a large amount of tidal water gushing from the cracks in the ground washed away the traces on the ground, and only half of the smashed bodies were floating in the current, proving the authenticity of the matter.

"asshole!"

Lei Ming at the peak of the sanctuary suddenly swung his fist, smashing the meteorite above him into pieces.

But he was too late to save others!

"It's definitely the Baruch Empire coming to the door! Using so many forbidden spells at once, there are at least three holy wizards 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 sank, leaving only one-third of the area centered on the Temple of Light.

At this moment, except for those inside the protective cover, there are basically no survivors.

　Let's start with 4500 today, and strive for 1 tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)