Don't confiscate my identity as a human race
Chapter 1510 862 Sigrid and Lanci Had a Great Time_3

His complexion was so pale it was almost transparent, devoid of any trace of blood.

Aside from the suffocating magic power that emanated nonchalantly from him, when he sealed the space around the two of them, the surrounding atmosphere solidified at that moment.

As he stood there, an invisible terror radiated from him, making all living beings feel humble and helpless.

And once he moved, all sense of stability would shatter because of him.

The area was filled with profound light, countless black stars dancing within, like a realm that didn't exist in reality but could pierce the soul through living magic energy.

"A seventh-order Sealer? How come I haven't seen you before?"

As if sensing Lanci's gaze, the man turned to look at him.

His deep gray eyes were like bottomless abysses, capable of making one's soul gradually lose and sink.

Asksan smiled as he gazed at the two of them.

"..."

Sigrid glanced sideways at the immobile Lanci.

Because she deliberately hid her own aura, Asksan, as before, couldn't identify her true self.

But Lanci didn't conceal anything, the sealer's rank mark was quickly seen by the higher-ranked Asksan.

[Chronomancy Specialization]

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Sealing]

[Rank: 0]

[Passive Effect: Increases magic attribute by 2%, increases spirit attribute by 28%, reduces mana consumption of sealing system magic by 25%]

In Asksan's eyes, a Sealer who pursued a pure support route with specialization couldn't possibly be very strong, even if they were seventh-order, they weren't much of a threat, he could break all sealing skills.

Yet Asksan glimpsed, this young man's lips slightly quivering, seemingly suppressing an unspeakable joy.

Thunder echoed and circled above Bandera City, the sudden appearance of the Bishop of Nirvana instantly turning this city into a desolate and silent wasteland, the melody of Imperial Army music within the city suddenly accelerated, transforming into a sharp and eerie, ominous symphony resonating through the dead silent streets and alleys.

The illusions in the lower levels of the city were like a fractured mirror, gradually twisting and collapsing, revealing the true face hidden behind the illusions, countless corpses of residents piled chaotically into mountains, like countless small black fingers desperately climbing, yearning to reach higher ground, the hollow eyes of the dead becoming two bottomless black holes, their slightly parted mouths seemingly warning all those who pass by—this place has become a dead-end with no retreat.

Before this unavoidable battle commenced, Asksan amusedly sized up the two trapped within his space confinement, not in a hurry to obliterate them.

"Besides the investigation team sent by the Imperial Capital, there are actually other uninvited guests."

Asksan's sigh seemed like he was commemorating Major General Fan Leiku's unfortunate fate,

"Were you sent by the Empire Sage Isis? Or are you from the Duke Berenhald family?"

Asksan lifted his eyes, voice calm and low.

"..."

The captive Lanci fell into silence, merely intently observing Sigrid's every move beside him.

Thanks to the [Transformation Magic: Human] he prepared for Sigrid, even Asksan couldn't immediately see through Sigrid's disguise at first glance.

More importantly, the Bishop of Nirvana couldn't have dreamed that, at this critical moment, the Bishop of Hegemony, whose headquarters is located in the south, could personally penetrate the heart of the northern region.

Asksan locked his gaze on Lanci.

Evidently, only this mysterious seventh-order Sealer present had the ability to answer his questions.

This young man seemed to know him, his emerald eyes full of an indescribable emotion, to the point that even Asksan couldn't name what this complex emotion was.

"If you won't answer, then I can only first put you... "

Asksan's hand slowly pointed at Lanci and Sigrid.

With his movement, the air he pointed at began to distort, forming dark gray fissures, gray lines interweaving in the space, sealing off the two's living space.

Anyone who touched this Fission String Melody would be instantly crushed to pieces.

The next second, a black curse mark clung to the young man's right cheek, he reached out to grasp the gray fissure, actively detonating it, while the girl was completely shielded behind him.

"..."

Asksan had never seen anyone actively touch the Fission String Melody, any sensible person knows the consequences of touching this thing.

When the dust settled.

Only the young man with the black centipede curse mark remained unscathed, not even a scratch on his hand, only the playful eyelids at the tip of that black centipede, and those emerald eyes gleaming with a sharp cold light, were clearly visible.

Cat Boss in another space watched and his eyelids twitched.

Going straight for the [Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree] is a bit over the top, don't you think?

Asksan was about to ask, what kind of forced version is this.

"...?!"

Asksan was certain the opponent had just used a sealing skill and managed to completely block the Fission String Melody's defense-ignoring explosion.

What was even more incomprehensible to him was, he saw the light of Original Slabs sealing on the opponent as well.

How could there possibly be two Sealing Stone Tablets in this world?

"Don't worry about these details, Asksan."

Lanci effortlessly had Cat Boss casually use a Roar of the Storm Dragon, tidying up the battlefield while also sweeping them all aside, and the glow of that Divine Era Stone's wind once again had Asksan showing confusion.

"Look, I can also mimic the Wind Stone Tablet, you can just pretend all my effects are fake."

Lanci said very casually.