The Crowd Was so Shocked That They Could Not Even Take a Single Blow
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Pryce seemed to have lost all his strength at this moment. His head, which had been held high, hung down deeply. His tall and straight back seemed to have become stooped.
His fingernails sank deep into his palm, and blood dripped down.
A deep sense of powerlessness and despair spread out from his heart, devouring his remaining pride.
He could not compare to him. He could not compare to Joelson for the rest of his life.
He had been defeated once. After silver, he might not even be able to catch up to Joelson in the future.
The red-robed bishop was also dumbfounded. He whispered, "God of light, God of light, how could it be him?"
The red-robed Bishop's face was full of bitterness. He secretly glanced at Pryce.
He had a bad premonition.
This time, he had really gotten himself into big trouble.
However, it wasn't just Pryce. There was also Lord Chesterton.
Chesterton retracted his shocked and jealous gaze.