Mike spoke with absolute certainty, as if trying to comfort himself.

Upon hearing this, Austin nodded in agreement with a look of alarm.

"That's right, the bishop can't possibly lose!"

"We will definitely win!"

That being said, but...

Austin looked at Claude, whose face was deathly pale and who was no longer breathing, and his heart pounded.

Claude is a member of the church.

He was one of the bishop's men.

If possible...

Will the bishop allow Claude to die in the magical duel?

The bishop, a thousand miles away: ...

It's unclear what Austin was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely tell him: No!

If he could, even if he wanted to punish Claude, he wouldn't let him die in a magical duel.

because……

The opponent will definitely be able to sense the casualties during the battle.

This is also a disgrace to their Western Empire Church.

Bishop Bockler: ...

The reason for doing this is purely because...

His opponent, whose strength had greatly increased, gave him the feeling of meeting a worthy opponent!

And he...

It's been so many years since I've felt this way!

Therefore, in the safest course of action, he subconsciously chose to sacrifice Claude, after all...

Only in this way can he take advantage of the opponent's elation after a small victory to find their mistakes and deliver a fatal blow.

Böckler's idea is quite good.

But.

Old Yuan in the astrology tower: "!!!"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes after sensing that the other side had lost some men.

But this surprise only lasted for a moment.

"Thank you for the protection of our ancestors! From now on, you are my ancestor!"

After muttering a sentence to himself, Lao Yuan immediately composed himself and launched another attack.

The battle was not yet over, and his slight victory was not enough to disturb his Daoist mind.

because……

There's an old saying in the Xia Dynasty: "An arrogant army is bound to be defeated!"

And he...

Behind him is the entire metaphysical community of Xia Kingdom, the millions of people of the Yuan family, and the destiny of Xia Kingdom that the Yuan family has protected for generations!

He can't afford to lose!

We can't lose!

This battle of wits...

He has to win!

Thinking of this, Old Yuan became extremely alert, and his usually smiling face was now filled with a solemn and murderous expression.

"Unwavering commitment, its legacy will endure forever!"

"Borrowing the strength of our ancestors, we will enhance the prestige of our nation!"

"..."

The ancient and melodious chanting came from Old Yuan's mouth.

The next second.

Thousands of miles away, Yu Mingxiang was squeezing blood onto the talisman when suddenly...

The temperature of the talisman paper skyrocketed!

Yu Mingxiang: "!!!"

Feeling the warmth of the talisman, I instinctively wanted to pull my hand back, but...

The wooden bracelet on her wrist, however, seemed to be summoned, its light shimmering and...

It was as if her bleeding hand was welded to the talisman, rendering her completely immobile!

Upon seeing this, Yu Mingxiang exclaimed: "!!!"

They were completely dumbfounded.

"What happened?"

She frantically shook the talisman in her hand, saying, "My hand... my fingers seem to be stuck to the talisman!"

Upon seeing this, Gu Guanhai exclaimed: "!!!"

I instinctively stepped forward, wanting to help her remove the talisman, but...

Gu Guanhai, his hand halfway out, thought: ...

Seeing the blood gushing out of Yu Mingxiang's mouth, he was immediately stunned.

"This...this..."

He pointed to the talisman that was shimmering in Yu Mingxiang's hand and said, "It seems to be sucking your blood?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mingxiang asked, "???"

The doubts only deepened.

He didn't even bother to shake off the hand, and hurriedly brought the uncontrollable hand to his own face.