Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1042 - 761: Tolyado Enjoys a Good Spectacle and Doesn’t Mind a Big Fuss

"Princess Alexia?"

Lanci recited the name, not particularly surprised, yet still a bit taken aback.

"Do you know her?"

Abigail observed Lanci’s expression.

"I encountered her a long time ago in the Shadow World; we were both students, and it happened that we entered the same Fifth-order Shadow World."

Lanci raised his eyes to look at Abigail as he responded.

That was when he was still in Ichrite Academy, challenging his second Shadow World, and he had passed the relaxed and comfortable campus life while on student council duty with Frey and Hyperion.

At the Sanctuary Evil Banquet, there were twelve Challengers in four teams, besides Lanci Hyperion Frey, one of the teams from the Cerryti Empire was the Goddess of Destruction, Bishop of Destruction’s direct soldiers, and the Third Princess Alexia.

Before the Count of the Blood Clan’s attack the previous night, Lanci and Alexia exchanged information, and he reignited her hope.

At the end of the Shadow World, Lanci promised Alexia that he would come to the Cerryti Empire to help her afterward.

Lanci briefly told Abigail and the others about how he came to know Princess Alexia.

"I do remember, that Shadow World was when you put an end to the Saint of Destruction, which delighted me," Tolyado clapped his hands in excitement. "Right then, I thought how wonderful it would be if the Saint Heir of Destruction was also gone someday."

Though the price was half his life, he was still very happy.

"After that, the Saint of Destruction really got done in by this guy."

"The Seross Spirit Sword?"

Talia inquired.

She was hearing the real name of the Creti Emperor’s sword for the first time.

"Cyrus" she knew; Lanci had told her in history lessons, the Creti Empire was once three giants combined from the southern half of the South Continent: Seross Empire, Elsayia Holy Domain, and Vensi Free Federation, among which the final victor and main body was Seross Empire.

It wasn’t surprising that the Imperial Royalty of the Creti Empire were the progeny of the Seross Empire’s Royal Family.

"Even as the commander of the Imperial Guards, I rarely have the opportunity to see Emperor Saint Baldo’s sword up close, let alone undertake its Identification. There are no historical records explaining the sword in detail, but I can assert it’s the strongest weapon in the world today. It’s beyond any comparison to ordinary Epic Magic Devices."

Barton shook his head.

"It can not only provide the Swordmaster with many immunities and blessings but even significantly enhance them. An ancient Emperor at the Peak of Eighth Rank, wielding it during the Holy War Era, even withstood a Ninth-order Great Demon."

The higher the Rank, the more they understand how absurdly it amplifies strength.

But correspondingly, only those with Royal blood can wield this Divine Sword.

"Could it be the unscathed Red Legend?"

Lanci pondered, resting his chin on his hand.

"Red Legend?"

Many present were unfamiliar with the term.

In their minds, whether it be Magic Cards or Magic Devices, the highest quality was the Orange Epic.