Chapter 470 Sigrid Unless there is a new power

"Archpriest Sandor, your lies are baseless! The Tyrant Catholic Church has always been the most powerful in the Northern Continent. Lady Sigrid's power and wisdom are unquestionable."

Gloria's soldiers immediately fought back, her voice filled with anger.

"What we need is an ally who is fully capable of shouldering important responsibilities for the empire. Lady Sigrid, if you really conceal something, it would be irresponsible to the empire! It would also destroy the reputation and trust of our Resurrection Church in the Protoss Empire!"

But the soldiers directly under Sander from the Silent Branch ignored Gloria and pointed their spearheads at Sigrid. "If Lord Tyrant Catholic has no guilty conscience, do you dare to accept my challenge and see if you can kill me instantly as everyone expects? Or will you have a hard fight even against a sixth-level me?"

"Are you worthy enough to fight with the Bishop?"

The archpriests of the Tyrant branch stood up, their chairs banging against each other with a bang. It was obvious that they would not tolerate such an insulting challenge from the other side. Their eyes seemed to be warning Sandel that if he wanted to fight, they would play with him first.

In this tense confrontation, the nobles and ministers began to whisper fiercely to each other.

The Franklin Congress Hall was filled with astonishment, doubt and discussion. Some people's expressions showed surprise, while others showed worry.

Sometimes they looked at the Tyrant Catholic Sigrid, and sometimes turned to the Bishop of Annihilation Asksan, trying to read more information from their facial expressions and body language.

Regarding this issue concerning the basis of cooperation between the Empire and the Church of Resurrection, even Isis turned her eyes slightly.

Previously, Sigrid could have answered with silence, after all, the authenticity had yet to be confirmed, and the follow-up investigation could be left to the military to decide.

The Silent Branch should not be making empty statements, because as the strongest warrior, it would be very easy for Sigrid to prove her full strength. If what the Silent Branch said was slanderous, Sigrid would quickly slap it back.

"My current practice is approaching the final stage of breaking through the bottleneck, so my state has naturally changed. It is not suitable for me to attack with all my strength in a short period of time. But this does not mean that I have become weaker. If you want to see if I still have the strength of a cardinal at my peak, you can find a guy who can withstand my full-strength attack."

Tyrant Catholic Sigrid maintained her composure and calm face as she answered.

Her sharp eyes swept across the hall, instantly silencing the nobles and ministers.

Because she was like asking: Do you want to fight me? Although there was no sense of pressure from her at the moment, the existence of Tyranny Catholicism made most ordinary people feel terrified from the bottom of their souls.

That is the gap between giants and ants as living beings.

If it weren't for the barrier protecting the venue and the great sage Isis sitting there, it would only take a moment for Tyranny to chop off anyone's head.

Sigrid's response and intimidation calmed the mood in the hall for a short time.

The voices of the nobles and ministers gradually died down, and their confused gazes were once again focused on the Silent Branch and the Tyrant Branch.

Perhaps the Silent Branch had obtained information about Sigrid's practice, so they made up this lie in order to strike a heavy blow at the other party at a critical moment.

But whether it is true or false, no one can tell at this moment.

During this process, Isis sat quietly, her expression remained calm, but her posture revealed a deep understanding and control of the situation.

As long as she kept silent, it meant that the people in the audience could continue.

The Tyrant Branch and the Destruction Branch are in a stalemate.

Sander's direct soldiers were not afraid of the oppression from the group of powerful priests on the opposite side. Just as he was about to continue speaking, his shoulder was held down.

"Well, Sandel, it's rude to say that again."

Bishop Asksan of Annihilation stood up at this time. He was tall, and his dark grey eyes were like the abyss that could make people indulge in them and gradually lose their souls.

Just by hearing Asksan's voice, the ordinary people present felt an inexplicable chill down their spines. It was an absolutely dangerous aura.

"Sigrid, stop bullying these little guys. If you want to prove your strength, I can fight with you."

Asksan's voice was gentle, flowing out of his mouth like the quicksand of time, and every word carried an irresistible magic.

"Amiles, you have no objection, right?"

He turned to look at the mourning Bishop Amiles who remained silent on the other side.

Many nobles in the hall also looked towards the mourning bishop on the side facing Isis.

The mourning bishop had not spoken since the moment before.

She was wearing a robe made of black and dark purple silk, embroidered with holy seals that symbolized the tide of death and eternal tears. Although I could see her appearance clearly, it felt difficult to remember what she looked like.

Amiles himself is not a particularly active cardinal on the south coast of the Northern Continent. In most cases, he is a bishop of internal affairs who is responsible for helping the Pope to coordinate.

Although his reputation is as bad as that of other cardinals, it is not as notorious as Asksan's.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

However, everyone knows that anyone who can ascend to the position of Cardinal of the Church of Resurrection is not someone who can be easily provoked.

"It's up to you."

Mourning Bishop Amiles replied briefly.

Asksan looked at Sigrid with a slight smile, and was very interested in how Sigrid would respond to him next.

“…”

Sigrid said nothing.

"What's wrong, Sigrid? You always wanted to fight me to the death, but now that I have an opportunity to take the initiative to fight, you back down?"

Asksan asked.

"I've said before that it's not appropriate to attack now, as it will disrupt my training progress. One month later, if you dare to accept the challenge again, I promise to put an end to our feud. By then, please don't run away like a coward as you did before."

Sigrid's voice was as sharp as a sword, and she was full of disdain for Asksan.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Asksan laughed when he heard this. "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. The Tyrant Catholic Sigrid has actually learned to be tolerant... Everyone in the Protoss Empire, do you think this is normal? Do you really think she is still the Tyrant Catholic who is absolutely confident in her own strength?"

When Asksan looked at Sigrid again, his eyes gradually turned colder, telling Sigrid——

Today's bishop election is a grave set for you.

No matter who the damned Tyrant Son's true identity is, and no matter what hasty preparations he made in just one month, it is meaningless and can't help Sigrid at all! (End of this chapter)