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Chapter 478: Sigrid's Great Reckoning
Chapter 478: Sigrid's Great Reckoning
Franklin Hall, on the thirty-third floor of the Protoss Congress Building.
At seven minutes and twenty-five seconds, Sigrid ended Aske Sans's life with overwhelming power.
Long after that decisive blow, the entire assembly hall remained shrouded in silence, followed by a wave of astonished murmurs.
The eyes of the nobles and ministers fixed on the center of the venue, their faces reflecting their disbelief.
No one had anticipated that the Dominance Sect could bring such a decisive end to this Cardinal mortal combat within mere minutes.
It was expected that the Extinction Bishop, with his arrogant demeanor, would challenge the Dominance Sect, pushing them to their limits and engaging in a protracted battle where both sides would suffer grievous losses. Instead, it ended in an instant, with one side utterly vanquished.
Perhaps the Dominance Sect hadn't even needed to exert their full strength.
After all, the Dominance Sect, renowned for having the strongest physical might on the Northern Continent, hadn't even lifted a single finger throughout the fight.
A wave of subdued whispers filled the hall as everyone struggled to process the shocking outcome.
Awe spread across the faces of many of the imperial aristocrats, and they began to reevaluate the strength of Bishop Sigrid of the Dominance Sect.
Just the sheer power she possessed and hadn't unleashed was terrifying, and coupled with her three demon summons, it was clear that Aske Sans had never been on the same level as her from the start.
It was hard to imagine that these two Cardinals had been evenly matched before, fighting several times without either gaining the upper hand.
Another group of aristocrats displayed their anxiety and unease, worried about the increasing unpredictability and danger that the overly powerful Bishop Sigrid of the Dominance Sect posed as an ally.
Even as the battle concluded, the tense atmosphere lingered in Franklin Hall, and no one dared to move rashly.
Sigrid glanced at the Great Priests of the Dominance Sect.
"!"
Led by Gloria, the direct subordinate, the Great Priests of the Dominance Sect sprang into action, swiftly cleaning up the traces of the battle, collecting Aske Sans's corpse, and any other unrevealed Epic cards he possessed, placing them all into a body bag, and cleaning the hall floor.
The entire process took only a few seconds.
Not only was the bloody smell eliminated by air purification spells, but even the floor shone as if Bishop Aske Sans of the Extinction Sect had never set foot in this world.
The imperial aristocrats seated in Franklin Hall watched the efficient and professional manner of the Great Priests of the Dominance Sect, their eyes twitching slightly.
Indeed, the Resurrection Church was true to its name, meticulous in its old line of work.
At the same time, the Extinction Great Priests wore expressions of deep fear, knowing that all was lost, and they sat uneasily.
As Sigrid returned to the front of the Dominance Sect's Great Priests' seats, the commotion in the assembly hall gradually subsided.
The spoils of victory that the Dominance Sect had obtained during the mortal combat within the Resurrection Church rightfully belonged to them, and it was only reasonable that Bishop Sigrid claimed them. After all, when Grand Sage Isis had initially agreed to the form of the Bishops' mortal combat, it had been to absolve the Empire of any responsibility and intervention.
At this moment, even if there were greedy aristocrats who wanted to claim that Aske Sans's legacy should be handled by the Empire, they dared not voice their thoughts.
Although everyone's emotions were still raw from the outcome of the mortal combat, the normal procedures of the parliament had to continue.
"Now that the internal affairs of the Resurrection Church have been resolved, we can resume the normal process and proceed with the upcoming Bishop elections."
Grand Sage Isis remained seated with her legs crossed on the high-backed chair, her posture casual, but her voice carried throughout the hall, surpassing even the Protoss Emperor in majesty.
Isis' words brought a sense of reassurance to the imperial subjects present.
The nobles and ministers gradually regained their composure and maintained a respectful silence, awaiting the Dominance Sect's forthcoming address.
While Sigrid's victory had granted her a significant advantage, the upcoming voting process was still full of variables.
The nobles who had previously been close to or even curried favor with Aske Sans were now more likely, under the rule of anonymous voting, to cast their ballots for Bishop Yamiles of the Mourning Sect to prevent a reckoning by Sigrid!
Furthermore, with the terrible accusations of crimes against her and the unknown source of her three epic-level demon summons, people also feared her strength and were wary of her true intentions.
The aristocrats were deep in thought, assessing and attempting to predict how this sudden battle would impact the future of the Protoss Empire.
As for Sigrid herself, her aura of intimidation and influence had undoubtedly undergone a drastic change after this duel, becoming the focal point of everyone's attention.
Just as her direct subordinate, Gloria, prepared to step forward once more to begin her address.
"Wait, I have something more important to say," Sigrid interrupted, her voice echoing with determination throughout Franklin Hall.
Gloria obediently lowered her head and returned to her seat, like a child fearful of being abandoned.
Next.
Under the gaze of everyone in Franklin Hall, Sigrid turned with a piercing gaze towards the left side of the upper seats in the hall, where Morotien Berenhald, Duke of Berenhald, was seated.
The score with the Extinction Bishop, Aske Sans, had been settled.
She also wanted to hand over the [Primeval Tablet-Seal] to her Saint immediately.
However, there was one more true enemy, lurking deep within the Protoss Empire.
He was also the final cancer and obstacle in Sigrid and the Saint's plan to jointly control the Protoss Empire.
Sigrid was all too familiar with his aura.
For someone with the heightened senses of a Pinnacle Warrior, it was impossible for her not to perceive the aura of an enemy with whom she had fought a life-and-death battle, now that her full strength had been restored.
Seated on the high platform, that elegant man, always composed and steady, wearing a dark coat, exuded an aura that was unmistakably that of the despicable man she had faced beneath the black robe on the northern border!
"Duke Morotien Berenhald, shouldn't we also settle our accounts?"
Sigrid did not intend to command the three eighth-rank demons; instead, she clenched her dangling hand, ready to annihilate this enemy.
"Dominance Sect."
The Grand Sage Isis, seated beside the monarch, reminded or warned.
Regardless of whatever grudge Sigrid held against Morotien Berenhald, this was not the place for her to take action.
"Rest assured, Miss Isis, I will not violate the Empire's rules," Sigrid replied, turning back to face the Grand Sage.
Once again, she looked towards the left side of the upper seats in the hall, where Duke Morotien was seated.
"Morotien, shouldn't you explain the massacre on the northern border province that left a hundred-mile river of blood and untold atrocities, as well as the heinous crimes you and Aske Sans committed?"
Sigrid's gaze was like a sharp sword, determined to pierce through the pretentious facade of the man seated far above and bring an end to the absurd turmoil within the Protoss Empire!
(End of Chapter)
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