Don't confiscate my identity as a human race
Chapter 1513 862 Sigrid and Lanci Had a Great Time_6

Earlier, the effect of this Abyss Black Worm could not be perfectly identified, and now that it has been identified, Sigrid feels even more nauseated by it.

As long as the summoner continuously provides Mana to this Eighth-Order Summoned Beast, it can suppress the entire field continuously.

In this earth-shattering battle, the entire Bandera City is like a candle in the wind, precariously at risk of being completely consumed at any moment.

An energy vortex is forming in the sky, and the dark eclipse is finally descending, set to destroy and engulf everything around it.

As the battle escalated again, countless deep cracks began to spread across the remaining upper layer of the city-state.

From those abyss-like fissures surged turbid waves of air, and the gates of Hell were opened, pouring terror and despair into the world.

The once majestic spire of the Protoss Empire and the magnificent ancient buildings, in this earth-shattering conflict, were as fragile as paper, collapsing with a roar into the debris of history, buried forever.

"How is the Bishop of Hegemony so strong?"

The suddenly appearing black-robed man summoned a pitch-black chain that slowed Sigrid's movement significantly compared to before.

"I don't know why either!"

Asksan calmly prepared his Sealing Skill, aiming at the area where Sigrid had no escape, launching a fatal blow in an instant.

Facing the coordination between the two, Sigrid found herself in an unprecedented predicament.

Whenever she attempted to launch a counterattack or evade, one of them would interrupt her in time, preventing her from fully utilizing her strength.

Fighting two against one was not the worst situation; what truly troubled her was the seamless coordination between her opponents, and the Eighth-Order Epic Summon further added substantial trouble for Sigrid.

But both Asksan and the black-robed man knew that even though Sigrid was now one versus two, they hadn't managed to bring her into the disadvantage they anticipated, and if she landed a punch, it could be a life-threatening injury.

"Sigrid, what kind of power have you gained?"

Asksan, watching Sigrid who was still resisting stubbornly, gathered Magic Power at his fingertips.

He knew well the characteristics of this woman, that even if she were at a disadvantage, if dragged into the night, under the clear moonlight, she would gain that unreasonable Full Attribute Enhancement and terrifying Regeneration ability.

But today, they had the advantage of time, place, and people, ensuring that Sigrid would never see the moon rise.

Finally, just as Asksan focused on attacks that restricted Sigrid's movements, she captured a fleeting opportunity.

She silently charged like a silver lightning, once more attacking Asksan.

At this critical moment, the black-robed man also noticed her movements.

The black chains erupting from the ground wove into a cage, shattering her offensive, while at the same time, the gray threads set by Asksan began to expand, eventually intersecting and exploding.

The massive impact sent Sigrid flying, fiercely crashing into the distant ground, rolling several times before finally coming to a halt.

"Really strong, Asksan."

Sigrid breathed out, stretched her muscles, and got up, genuinely admiring the enemy's suppression despite her injuries.

"Bishop of Hegemony, you are truly brave. At this time, you still have the mood to praise your opponent?"

The black-robed man's voice emerged, as icy as the biting cold wind.

Both of them had already suffered quite a few injuries. Continuing to exchange blows like this with the woman, even if they defeated Sigrid, they might be heavily injured themselves.

"Do you need to call for that guy's help? He's your trump card, isn't he?"

Asksan teasingly pointed to the sky and asked.

Sigrid did not know that he had a Sealing Skill specifically targeting her that had not yet been used.

"No need."

Sigrid regulated her breathing. In the next moment, as Mana flowed, her injuries recovered to their peak state instantly.

She hadn't yet used the [Tear of the Holy Prant II Pope].

The present injuries were nothing to her; she had several lives left to fight her opponents.

"???"

Even though the black-robed man's true reactions were difficult to grasp due to magic concealment, it was evident that his entire upper body had stiffened.

The originally unfathomable eyes seemed to be desperately suppressing overwhelming emotions at the moment.

Asksan also rarely showed intense emotional fluctuations, but Sigrid's life recovery evidently touched the limit of what he could accept!

The next second, Sigrid's eyes burst with lightning-sharp light, her body erupting in the silver brilliance of her prime, the power she gathered in her hands capable of smashing any obstacle.

She gathered all her strength, unleashing the strongest attack of her life, her body transforming into a comet, as she fiercely struck towards the two with earth-shattering Fist Intent!

This entire process was nearly completed in an instant, her speed so fast that even Asksan and the black-robed man not far away found it difficult to track her moves, tearing the clouds in the sky apart to reveal a fleeting white light of the snowfield.

The two had completely not anticipated this sudden fierce attack, with almost no time to react, they could only watch as Sigrid's all-out blow came at them.

All they could do was desperately counterattack Sigrid, trying to push her back during her full-force attack.

The collision of Fist Intent and Magic Power sent the black-robed man and Asksan flying, crashing directly into the broken walls and ruins hundreds of meters behind them.