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Chapter 82 Heading to Holy Island, Haitings' decision

July 10009, 9 in the Yulan calendar.

Wharton Baruch married the seventh princess of the Emperor O'Brien.

As Linley's younger brother, Wharton is also famous and well known by everyone.

Countless people wanted to use the wedding to meet Lin Lei and build friendships, and some came here because of their admiration for Lin Lei.

The wedding was very grand, with countless people coming, and people from Wushenmen also came to give gifts.

Linley once told Jonathan that he planned to go to the Territory of Chaos after his wedding in Wharton, and Jonathan immediately understood.

"Want to invite me?"

"Avenging one's own revenge is more accessible to one's heart, and it is also beneficial to your future cultivation."

Linley smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I just feel that discussing the law of the earth system with you is a big trigger for me. As for the enmity with the Holy See, it is my own business, and there is no need to involve you in it."

"I don't mind. If I take action, maybe I can destroy the Holy See of Light in a short time."

"No need." Lin Lei shook his head decisively without any hesitation.

"It's okay even if it takes more time. As you said, it's more meaningful to avenge this revenge yourself. Buck, Sessler and others who are following me all have grudges against the Holy See of Light, but you are not."

"I understand, be careful along the way. I will visit you when I have time."

Jonathan has learned necromancy, although it is only a rudimentary level, but Sessler has told him all the subsequent contents of necromancy.

He can also feel his way forward by himself.

Of the four major rules, there are still rules of fate that have not been mastered, and the rules of fate can be realized by learning the great prophecy.

However, the great prophecy can only be mastered by the Pope of Light.

"It seems that it's time to go to the new holy capital of the Holy See of Light."

With the help of the intelligence network of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce, it is not a big problem to find out where the new saint of the Holy See is.

After Jonathan got married in Wharton, he flew to the west on the Thunder Winged White Tiger.

The new holy capital of the Holy See is on an island in the west, which is called the Holy Island.

A few days.

The Thunder Wing White Tiger traveled across the ocean to the Holy Island.

Jonathan came here aboveboard, and when he reached the holy island, a loud voice resounded throughout the island.

"Haitings, Jonathan Rhodes is here to visit!"

The sound spread to every corner of the island, and almost everyone looked up.

Someone flew out of several buildings such as the Temple of Light and the Inquisition.

In a short while, seven or eight figures appeared in the air, all of whom were strong in the sanctuary, including several people in the peak sanctuary, including Pope Haitings, the leader of the ascetics Ye Luo, the head of the fanatic king Lei Ming, and the head of the Inquisition Wu Sennuo.

They all looked solemn, staring at Jonathan with a look of wariness.

Haitings said: "Jonathan, what are you doing on my holy island?"

Jonathan glanced at them, not paying attention to them at all, and smiled slightly, "I'll be blunt, this visit is based on the great prophecy, and it doesn't need to be too long. The shortest is three months, and the longest is half a year."

After hearing this, Lei Ming said angrily, "The great prophecy is the supreme inheritance of my Holy See, and only the Pope can practice it. How can I lend it to you casually!"

Jonathan said: "At best, it's borrowing, at worst, it's robbery!"

"Today, I'm here. You have to give me something if you don't want me to, or do you want to enmity with me?"

"Lei alone is enough for you to have a headache!"

Haitingsi's complexion changed, he looked at the other people, and looked at each other, all with murderous thoughts in his heart, but he smiled lightly on the surface, and said: "You are right, Linley is indeed enough for us to have a headache, We don't want to add another one of you, but if you come here alone, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of the Holy Island again?"

"You want to take me down by numbers?"

Jonathan suddenly burst out laughing, "Do you think I'm still a little guy who depends on your face when I was in the Dark Alliance?"

The breeze carried the breath of the ocean, and a vast spiritual power enveloped everyone present.

Haitings and the others changed their faces drastically, resisting this mental attack one after another.

But except for a few peak saints, the rest of the saints screamed, lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Two blue lotuses flashed in Jonathan's eyes, "This is just a lesson!"

"The strong in the Magnolia Continent are respected!"

"Now, you are all the meat on my chopping board. You can either voluntarily and obediently hand over the inheritance of the Great Prophecy Technique, or I will kill more than a dozen saints and make you feel so painful that you have to hand over the Great Prophecy Technique."

"10 seconds, this is the last time limit I give you!"

The voice was extremely cold, as if thousands of hectares of icy sea water were pouring down, pouring over their heads and hearts.

Haitingsi's face was extremely ugly, livid, and his brows were wrinkled into the word Sichuan.

They never expected that Jonathan would be so powerful. He was also a holy magician and a peak saint, but Jonathan's spiritual attack made him feel terrifying.

How powerful a soul must be to launch such a spiritual attack.

Heitings realized that the two of them were not the same level of sanctuary at all, and that there might be more than one layer in between.

"You turned out to be the Ultimate Sanctuary?!"

"How is this possible? How long has it been since you became a holy magician?"

"9, 8, 7"

"We fought with him!" Lei Ming roared angrily.

The bright fighting spirit around him was surging like a tide, as if there was the sound of waves crashing.

As long as Haitings gives an order, no matter how powerful the people in front are, he will fight with his life to safeguard the glory of the Lord!

"3, 2"

"I agree!" Under difficulty, Heitings made a decision.

He knew that even if they join forces, they may not be Jonathan's opponent, and it seems that it is too late to form an archangel battle formation at the moment.

"Just like what you said before, I'll let you study for half a year, and after half a year, you have to leave!"

"no problem."

"Also, you have to swear not to help Linley deal with my Holy See."

"Don't worry, I will not help each other!"

"Come with me!"

Jonathan began to live on the Holy Island, learning the great prophecy.

On the top floor of the Temple of Light, all the giants of the Holy See gathered to discuss the matter of Jonathan.

Lei Ming took the lead and said loudly: "The Pope, why did you agree to Jonathan? If we join forces, even if he is comparable to the ultimate power in the sanctuary, it is not impossible to fight."

Ye Luo remained silent, and Wu Sennuo's face was gloomy.

Haitings glanced at them and sighed, "This is a choice out of desperation."

"What he said is right. The strong are respected in the Magnolia Continent. Among us, I am the only Holy Magician. I can feel that his soul is powerful. I am afraid it is still higher than the Holy Magician at the limit of the Holy Domain. "

"The stronger the soul, the stronger the mental power. I am afraid that the mental power attack he just exerted was only half of it. If it were full force, those dozen saints might be killed on the spot."

"Even if the few of you can resist without fainting, your strength will be limited."

"If he understands a certain law of soul attack, with the power of his soul, he may be able to soul-kill any one of you in an instant."

"I guess I can only survive by relying on the Bible."

"And this is just his strength as a holy magician. Don't forget that he is also a holy warrior!"

Thunder fell silent.

If it is simply to die, then he is not willing.

"One lei is enough for us to have a headache, the Holy See must not provoke a stronger Jonathan!"

Haitings said categorically, but there was still a look of helplessness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)