Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Psychic Battle Lines

"We can fight, but the losses might be big," Ethan heard from the Martinez family's intel, who knew their enemies' strength all too well after being wiped out by those two families. He could see the fighting spirit in the people of Blackwood.

"Why should I, the Forebearer, be afraid if even our descendants aren't?" If there's a fifty percent chance of defeating them, it's worth a shot!

Those two families had an elder with the power of a Transcendent Seed realm and a special psychic weapon, but Blackwood's combat power was nothing to scoff at either. They had the temple guardian beast, the Purple Thunder Solar Python.

Ethan had only realized the full extent of the Purple Thunder Solar Python's power after operating the War AI Bionic Robot. It was definitely one of the top psychic beasts, with strength comparable to the Transcendent Seed!

As for Developing Skill... surviving under it might be possible, but winning a fight was out of the question. The difference between each major realm was like night and day.

Next up was the War AI Bionic Robot. Its primary use was for large-scale interstellar wars, but it also had the power to fight against Transcendent Seed realm psychics, especially since Ethan was confident in his ability to control it to victory!

"Now, what we really lack are Psychics in the Emerging Ability phase, Iron Will Psychics, and a confrontation with those two major families," Ethan frowned.

At Blackwood, only Nathan and his wife possessed Emerging Ability strength. Over the years, Blackwood still only had four psychic beasts, including the Eight-Leaf Flower Demon, which was the weakest among them.

As for Iron Will, they were far behind compared to Forest Town. Lucas was the strongest, having reached the ninth level of Foundational Energy through the cultivation of beast blood fruits and various psychic medicines.

Amelia and her brother Julian were at the seventh level of Foundational Energy, while Olivia... was negligible.

Among the third generation, 12-year-old Marcus was exceptionally talented but only had the strength of the third peak level. Their current psychic beast academy was decent, with 102 beasts capable of fighting at the Foundational Energy level.

As for Lucas's trained guard team of 150 people, only about 12 had become Iron Will... the strongest among them only at the second level of Foundational Energy.

Ethan was confident about the top-level combat power. But the middle and lower levels... even if the Martinez family was willing to fight alongside Blackwood, they were still likely to be crushed.

"Is this what the Martinez family elder meant by 'foundation'?" Ethan felt the challenge deeply, and this was just the difference in the number of Psychics.

The Heath and Gonzalez families had developed for hundreds of years, possessing a large amount of psychic equipment, family formations, and various other means.

As for blocking Forest Town with the Purple Thunder Solar Python and the War AI Bionic Robot, that was even more unrealistic. Their movements weren't as flexible as those of psychic abilities, and being surrounded by Forest Town would be a losing battle.

"I just hope I'm fast enough when the time comes to operate the War AI Bionic Robot and use the 'Forebearer's Fury' simultaneously," Ethan squinted his eyes.

This battle was inevitable no matter what. Blackwood's current resources were limited, and without extra resources, their growth would be slow, even reaching a limit.

But Forest Town could only get stronger, and the longer they waited, the more passive they would become.

"If only we could draw them all to Forest Town once the Forebearer's psychic formation is ready," Ethan pursed his lips.

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While Ethan was sizing up the strengths of both sides, the people of Blackwood didn't rush towards Forest Town immediately. They still maintained enough rationality, clearly understanding the gap between them and Forest Town.

Yet, none of them were cowards! As soon as the hope for revenge appeared, they could no longer suppress it.

Perhaps this was the spirit and will that Blackwood had gradually developed over the years.

That day, everyone in Blackwood seemed to be doing their usual daily activities as if nothing was amiss.

Olivia sat under the peach tree in the large courtyard of Blackwood, still holding a scroll, seemingly unconcerned about the life-and-death battle Blackwood was about to face.

However, her grip on the book tightened more and more. "If ignored, Blackwood will slowly die, and sooner or later will be settled by Forest Town. If we lose, I will be the sinner of Blackwood."

No one knew the burden in the heart of this seemingly calm woman when she proposed a battle in the Forebearer's temple hall!

Yet, she had to seize the best opportunity to make the best choice for her family.

Just like her family and the Forebearer, they did not scorn her for her physical weakness and her inability to fight, but supported her as always!

While pondering, several maids loyal only to Olivia brought a gloomy young man and a child before her.

"Auntie," Marcus greeted Olivia with his brother.

Olivia nodded slightly, "Marcus, the family has to handle a big matter. If something really goes wrong, you take Daniel and run. They will take care of you, but remember, you are always people of Blackwood."

"Auntie... what happened?" Marcus, though young, also knew that his aunt would not say such words unless there was a truly catastrophic event happening.

"Nothing much, just a big battle," Olivia waved to the two brothers and patted their heads, "Go on, children. The Forebearer will always protect the children of Blackwood, don't worry."

Watching the maids take the two children away, Olivia finally took a deep breath.

Even with a formidable enemy ahead, she had made arrangements for the worst-case scenario.

"Let's hope so."

In the Psychic Beast Park, Amelia was as usual mixing her psychic medicines.

She caressed the massive Blood Fruit Tree, watching the psychic medicines she had cultivated day by day in the garden.

Footsteps sounded behind her.