Seeing the red-robed figure suddenly appearing from the Transmission Black Stone, the archbishop was taken aback, momentarily unable to discern whether he was a friend or foe. Standing still, his voice trembled slightly, "You... who are you?"

Lynch did not know that the person standing before him was the archbishop. The white bishop robes, worn out from running and fighting, were tattered, and the acidic liquid dripping from the temple ceiling had splattered onto him, leaving one hole after another. The Black Dragon outside not only caused great chaos but also set fires everywhere, aiding in turning the archbishop into a smoky black figure.

Lynch was not foolish enough to answer this guy's question. Anyone holding the Snake Head Evil Emblem, trying to pass through the Teleportation Gate, was certainly not on his side. The mage's eyes flashed, using willpower to suspend the Eight-Headed Snake Emblem in the air, directing it toward himself.

Seeing things take a turn for the worse, the archbishop immediately launched a Spiritual Shock at Lynch, attempting to stun him with a powerful force. Due to having expended a considerable amount of energy earlier, this Spiritual Shock was evidently not as powerful as the attacks that had knocked down Kuboert and Zilvra. A brilliant white light flashed, and the Evil Emblem floating in the air lost its support, falling onto the smooth stone floor with a series of clattering sounds.

Lynch was unprepared for this type of attack. He only sensed danger and activated his magical protection. However, those barriers and shields that could block spells had no effect at all against mental assaults. The mage watched helplessly as a white halo penetrated layers of obstacles, rushing into his body.

The Refined Gold left hand immediately came into play. The device, hailed as the strongest protective measure created by the Great Arcanist back in the day, would not tolerate any attack that underestimated its capability. The space-time around Lynch was forcibly distorted, with the Divine Artifact attempting to evade the opponent's attack in this way. But the current Space Law of the Anriel World was no longer as natural and smooth as before. The Secret Scroll had rendered the entire space uncontrollable and unpredictable.

Lynch had already experienced the agony of a forced teleportation once, and he knew well the dangers of the Refined Gold left hand doing this—it's highly likely to tear open a space rift that devours everything.

He could only command the Refined Gold left hand to halt this course of action, but this left Lynch with no time to evade the archbishop's attack. White light exploded from the mage's body, like the dazzling fireworks of a festival, instantly brightening the eerie underground chamber to the brightness of daylight. The red-clothed Lynch stood at the center of this explosion, his hair, robe, and the dust that had settled on him all flying off, continuously drifting upward.

Then, as if he had fallen asleep, he quietly closed his eyes, his head tilted, and his arms fell naturally and powerlessly at his sides.

The archbishop let out a long sigh, calming his wildly beating heart. He cast another glance at the red-robed figure, for the effects of the recent Spiritual Shock were somewhat overly "brilliant." However, this only caused a fleeting moment of confusion in his mind.

He bent down to pick up the Eight-Headed Snake Evil Emblem, clutching it tightly in his hand. Just as he straightened up and was about to enter the Teleportation Gate, the red-robed Lynch, under his gaze, stretched lazily.

"Ha..." Lynch opened his mouth wide, letting out a comfortable sigh. His expression resembled not a victim stunned by a Spiritual Shock but more like a lazy man who had enjoyed five days and nights of restful sleep, contentedly gazing at the sumptuous breakfast laid out at his bedside.

"What did you just do? My mind hasn't felt this clear in a long time." Lynch rubbed his eyes. Since beginning the investigation of the Snake-man Transmission Stone a week ago, he had hardly closed his eyes. First, waiting for the teleportation team to appear, then discreetly capturing the Snake-man carriage driver. All for the intelligence he sought, yet he lost his way during the transmission process. He had no choice but to traverse back and forth between various Snake-man Camps, trying hard to find an exit closest to holy Pate City. Until not long ago, in the Snake-man's smelting factory, he found a seven-headed Evil Emblem, finally reaching the basement of the Light Temple in Pate City.

The Spirit Shock was originally meant to put him into a coma, his brain temporarily stalled and losing function. However, it provided Lynch with a break and relaxation process. His mind felt as if it had been washed clean by a flood, wiping away all the accumulated fatigue from many days. However, at the same time, all the spells he had prepared vanished from his memory.

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