Chapter 512

The heads of the four major families of Phaedra Island were overjoyed. They hadn't expected Cassandra to hide her true strength so well, and the explosive power of her final strike left them all astonished. "I'm sorry, High Priest. I lost," Ulrich muttered, his head hung low as he returned to Bellamy. The arrogance he once displayed was completely gone. It was now replaced by a deep sense of shame. Bellamy's expression was grim. He had hoped to make a strong impression, but instead, his first representative had been defeated. Losing to someone from the Divine or the Infernal Gate would have been bad enough, but losing to a contender from Phaedra Island was utterly humiliating. "Dickson, it's your turn," Bellamy commanded. Then, a man named Dickson Shaw stepped forward. Like Ulrich, he was also a red-robed cardinal bishop. He had just turned 30, and his strength surpassed Ulrich's. He was now on the brink of reaching the late pinnacle stage of the divine grandmaster realm. When