Therma, Linnard, and Althea use the fastest mental power network to communicate, measuring time in microseconds.

No matter how huge the idea is, just one look is enough for the other party to understand and digest it, and then give feedback.

Therefore, it only took a few seconds for the two of them to learn the secret and make the decision to evacuate to the Western Continent.

Linard withdrew the spiritual power he had released, stared at the Pope in the horizon, nodded to Therma, and said: "Then, let's act as planned."

"Well." Therma looked at him deeply and shook her head at Althea: "It's time for us to leave. Don't become a burden to him."

Althea was a little sad when she heard this, she hummed softly and turned around.

"Lynard." She suddenly turned sideways again, looked at his face seriously, and said: "In the future, I will never be a burden to you again. I will definitely be able to fight side by side with you again.

adventure!"

She clenched her white little fists and frowned. Her beautiful face looked full of energy, as if she had made up her mind.

Linard smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'm waiting for that day."

After Therma and Althea left from the secret passage accompanied by the palace guards, Linard turned and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

Within a hundred miles of the entire palace, except for him and the remaining Shengtian Cult troops, there was no living thing.

On the devastated land, the bishops who were lucky enough to survive looked panicked, and there were even those with half of their bodies missing and retreating frantically, covered in blood.

After an indiscriminate round of attacks of holy light from heaven, the Holy Heavenly Sect Inquisition and even other high-ranking bishops and archbishops realized the true strength of the enemy in front of them.

They also retreated and became cowardly.

No one even noticed that Lynard left briefly and approached Therma to talk to them for a while.

Only the Pope and his subordinates, who were looking at the battlefield from a distance, could see clearly.

"Well, pretty good strength." Saint Wright said nonchalantly: "This heretic at least has the power of a high-ranking archbishop. The techniques he uses seem to be very similar to those of our Shengtian Cult, but the things inside are not related at all.

Are they really heretics who have misinterpreted the teachings and gone astray?”

"Then, let me see how amazingly bright a person who is attracted by evil spirits can emit."

Saint Wright held the scepter in one hand and took off his cloak.

He was only wearing a single shirt, and his body with proportions comparable to golden lines was covered with scars.

The countless hideous wounds look like someone who loves self-destruction would not do such a heavy hand. However, from the shape of certain wounds, we can still identify that the scars came from Saint Wright himself.

This seems to be a sign of some kind of piety, and St. Wright had the same attitude when facing the scars on his body.

He looked extremely simple and moved his body slowly.

The thin shirt was blown by the wind, and the scars on his body were fading and fading rapidly!

"His Royal Highness the Pope!" Someone took over the cassock and couldn't help but stop him: "An insignificant heretic, there is no need for you to take action yourself."

The Archbishop of Punishment and the other five archbishops remained silent, waiting for the Pope's order to cut the young heretic into pieces.

"No." The Pope stretched out a hand and shook it, saying, "He has the qualifications to let me go personally."

"..."

The eyes of the people around him widened slightly, knowing the weight of this sentence.

The Pope has not taken action personally for four years.

Ever since he took the crown with absolute crushing, those descendants who had a nominal connection with the God's Mansion could only look up at the back of this God's descendant with the strongest bloodline.

Among them are three outstanding divine descendants, the Archbishop, the Cardinal, and the Grand Inquisitor, who are willing to stand behind the Pope at this moment.

Each of these three handsome young men has strength that is not inferior to St. Lawrence.

However, they chose to take sides early and became a substantial line of popes.

To put it bluntly, if they had to choose between the Pope and the Temple God, they would probably choose the Pope's side.

As someone who closely follows the Pope and grows up with him.

They know better than anyone else the infinite potential contained within the Pope!

Saint Wright stared at Linnard from a distance, his single clothes rustling, his half-length golden hair and beard moving with the wind, and his whole body was filled with an unparalleled aura of arrogance.

Compared with the image of a taciturn pope who deals with affairs all year round, St. Wright, who has taken off his cassock, is so arrogant that he looks like a man of unprecedented ferocity.

Behind him, countless extremely pure priests gradually condensed, transforming into eighteen wings.

These wings cover the sky and the sun, and ordinary people just take one look at them, and they feel like kneeling down and kowtow, without any hint of hostility.

The Holy Power has received the most orthodox interpretation in the Pope. It seems that just by looking at him, one can understand what the incarnation of the Holy Power is and what a peerless near-god is.

Linard said nothing and silently faced the Pope's gaze.

The two people's eyes briefly met, and their strong fighting spirit came out almost instantly. Their high-spirited and indomitable thoughts were conveyed to the depths of each other's hearts.

"ha!"

Saint Wright laughed wildly, he cut through the void, and his body flashed instantly!

Linnard stepped on a deep footprint almost at the same time, and his body disappeared.

In the air, they collided together!

A violent fist fight ensued immediately, with each punch causing the space to shatter and the earth to shake!

“Bang bang bang bang!!!”

The dark clouds were rolled up, and thunder struck down from the sky. It hit the two of them, and the thunder light spread out and fell to the ground feebly, without any effect.

"hiss--"

The red archbishop who was watching the battle took a breath of air and was surprised by the intensity of the battle between the two men.

This cardinal archbishop of the Holy Sky Church is nominally the brother of the Pope. In fact, one of them was born in a remote province and made a living by fishing and hunting, while the other grew up in the imperial capital with a silver spoon in his mouth.

And the cardinal archbishop is that boy from a poor place, his experience is extremely brilliant, even half as bright as St. Lawrence.

He was originally an orphan. When the Holy Sky Religion was first established, due to lack of information, he did not join as a divine descendant in time and missed the first batch of training lists.

Relying on his own hard work and talent, he simply relied on killing to absorb spiritual energy and became a mercenary of an underground group. In just one year, he became a strong man at the bishop level.

After there, he received the task of assassinating the Pope.

No one knows what happened after taking over the mission. In short, the entire underground group was destroyed before long.

And he was found to have the same bloodline as Tianzun, and was a descendant of the gods.

From then on, he became the invisible man behind the Pope.

Three months later, he led his men to annihilate the headquarters of the Quanlian Church and killed the Pope of the Quanlian Church, who was the most powerful archbishop at the time.

Later, he became a cardinal.

Even the Pope has said in front of others more than once that if he had not missed the first batch of divine descendants training list, with his talent and blood purity, he would be comparable to himself.

Now this divine descendant who has been recognized by the Pope is inexplicably surprised and said: "With physical strength alone, the space can be torn apart. If it were me, I am afraid that even the spiritual shield will be beaten to pieces and the body will be shattered."

, the soul was torn apart.”

The Archbishop of Punishment nodded and said: "Yes. The Pope's judgment is not wrong. The strength of this heretic who emerged from nowhere has surpassed the world. If any one of us encounters him alone, there will only be death.

Where did such a strong person come from? Why did he master the relevant techniques in our sect? Is there something wrong with the Western Continent’s siege network? Is he a crazy humanoid creature that is well hidden?"

It’s not surprising that he thinks so. As the force with the strongest inheritance in the entire family, the followers of the Shengtian Sect can confidently say with confidence that the strength of the followers of the Shengtian Sect is slightly higher among those at the same level.

Now they meet someone who is also an archbishop, but whose strength is much higher than themselves and others. No wonder they suspect that Linnard is a dirty creature.

After all, except for such a powerful guy coming out of the Gate of Nothingness, they really can't imagine anyone who can cultivate to this point on their own.

You must know that the peak archbishop is the upper limit set by the world for awakened people.

Before leaving this plane, no matter how you train, practice, or torture yourself, the results you will achieve are extremely limited.

The Pope's ability to steadily crush everyone else with the strength of a peak archbishop relies on his extremely pure blood.

There are even rumors that he is the true descendant of the Temple Heavenly Lord and a being with the blood of God.

In the eyes of the few high-level officials who know the truth about the God's Mansion, Pope Saint Wright's status is much higher than the projection of the Temple God in this world.

They really regarded him as a descendant of the gods, not a far-fetched descendant of the gods.

As for the projection, how can it be compared with a real divine descendant?

"There is a faint aura about you that is attracting me!"

Linard took a deep breath of air, and the source of immortality deep in his body was ready to move.

"What exactly are you? I can feel that your structure is different from humans!"

He looked at the Pope and asked softly.

"Heresy..." Saint Wright had no intention of chatting with him. The electric light wrapped around his body flashed, and his speed exceeded the limit again!

'I have only experienced this feeling with Xu Gai!'

That was the turning point of Lynard's fate. He used the brass pocket watch to absorb the source of immortality in Xu Gai's body and embarked on the road of becoming a resuscitator.

An ancient past of unknown origin parasitized in his body, and he also made a ten-script agreement with a creature suspected to be the real god.
To be continued...