Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1096 - 779: Sigrid’s Shocking First Fist of the Demon World Part 2

The attack had come from who knows where, Hyperion couldn’t even see where it was initiated.

Had she not used her Innate Magic to conceal herself first, she might have been caught just now.

But it was as if the opponent had anticipated her prediction.

The mist turned the entire Basic Layer into a prison, steadily shrinking towards her.

Teachers and students throughout the Botanical Garden classroom panicked.

The presence of the Great Demon Clan, with their near-kingly aura, sent shivers of ancestral fear through the Demon Race’s soul, as if they were being reminded of their powerful ancestors’ boundless strength.

The Great Demon Clan’s imposing pressure was the most primal dominion of those above, a testament to approaching the rank of Demon King.

In an instant, the previously tranquil Botanical Garden underwent an earth-shattering transformation.

The calm was devoured completely by the scalding black-purple haze, and cries of anguish pervaded the space, akin to being amidst Hell’s toxic vapors!

Other teachers and students, even if they wanted to run, dared not, for they couldn’t defy the Great Demon Clan.

Even if it was the Great Demon Clan’s death decree.

A premonition of game over, like invisible claws, clutched tightly at Hyperion’s heart.

An icy chill climbed up her spine, reaching her throat.

Each breath she took became incredibly heavy.

She saw it—

"My Princess, you have given me quite a search."

With that haunting voice, a shadow slowly approached from a distant doorway, its outline becoming ever clearer, radiating chilling malice.

At the same time,

Hyperion felt her limbs stiffen, movement sluggish, bound by some invisible magic.

The Blasphemy Lord had not hesitated to use full-range Poison Magic to trap her.

And while this damage might make the Princess somewhat uncomfortable, it wouldn’t hurt her.

But the other teachers and students weren’t as strong as the Sixth-order Hyperion; they continued to wail within the purple mist.

This once-idyllic haven for rest and enjoyment had fallen into an Asura Field filled with poison and fear.

She felt Tamisha growing weaker by the second, but it showed no sign of fear.

Its strong demeanor seemed to tell Hyperion not to mind it and not to let Blasphemous Lord Melogast have her way.

Hyperion invisibly shook her head.

If she couldn’t protect Tamisha, this Shadow World would likely end in failure.

She could only deal and parley with Blasphemous Lord Melogast.

"Dispel the poison fog, I surrender."

Hyperion revealed herself, raising her hands toward Sir Melogast.

"That’s more like it."

Sir Melogast tapped her fingers with satisfaction, and the chaos of the Botanical Garden cleared of purple mist in an instant.

Hyperion quickly released the little grey cat from within her clothes, letting it pop its head out for some fresh air.

The little grey cat looked at Hyperion with complex eyes.

It didn’t understand why the Princess was so foolish.

It was okay if it died.

After Calila left, it felt ready to find Calila at any time, along with its own mother and father.

It then glared resentfully at the Scorpion Tail Great Demon Clan figure in the distance.

"Come here, child, let Auntie hug you."

Blasphemous Lord Melogast opened her arms towards Hyperion, with a contented expression.

She didn’t seem to want to blame Hyperion, just wished for Hyperion to happily run into her embrace.

But her restless, flickering Scorpion Tail gave away the potential for a change of face after she enveloped Hyperion.

"You are not my auntie; in the Demon World, having Calila Mama is enough for me."

Hyperion stated resolutely.

She would never go over.

She wanted to enrage Sir Melogast, to make her attack and move away from the direction of the exit.

While dangerous, with only a moment’s chance, to become concealed, passing by Sir Melogast’s side, and running faster than her into the corridor.