Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 147 - 136: Lanci’s Mysterious Combat Ability_1

The lofty ceiling, pillars, stained glass, and murals within the cathedral all trembled incessantly.

Accompanied by bouts of deafening noise, even the combined forces of the executioner and the paladin couldn’t stop the Goddess of Destruction, their efforts only slowing her down.

The male bodyguard from the Business Association hid in the alternating shades of light and shadow at the flank of the battlefield, observing the scene with calm and piercing eyes.

From the fighting style of the Goddess of Destruction, it was evident that she possessed a high self-healing ability, even without the support of a priestess, maintaining her physical condition at a balanced state.

In addition to her overwhelming strength and magical power, the Goddess Destruction wasn’t above engaging in mutually damaging attacks. This approach made her increasingly formidable, much to the plight of the executioner and the paladin.

It was evident, just by looking, that she wore at least three pieces of equipment of [Pink Divine] quality.

Furthermore, she kept many of the crucial Sixth-order general use cards, like [Forced Dissipation] that can remove all status ailments, and [Designation Purification] which renders her completely immune to the same type of abnormal conditions for a certain period. The control of these cards by the group couldn’t impose any significant restriction on the Saintess of Destruction; only brief hindrance due to their outnumbering and reduced cooldown periods.

A direct confrontation with her would be futile. But his sister, the young master of the Business Association, the Goddess Officer, the lawyer, and his companions were all at the back and couldn’t let the Saintess of Destruction advance any further.

The male bodyguard’s dagger glittered ominously in his hand as he faded stealthily into the silent surroundings, preparing for a lethal strike.

Simultaneously, a geyser of flame sprouted from the ground, triggered by the Sister of the Business Association. The flames were set as a trap on the Cathedral floor. The Saintess of Destruction nimbly leapt over them, and her figure clad in black armor landed to one side from mid-air.

"Where did you go?"

The Saintess of Destruction seemed to be talking to herself as she casually raised her sword, swinging it behind her without even taking a glance.

With this swing, the air within the affected area began to boil rapidly. A hot wave of energy spread at an unimaginable speed. In that moment, it appeared as though everything would be set ablaze.

The male bodyguard revealed himself at the same instance, thrusting his dagger fiercely towards the Saintess’s back.

However, she had already sensed his attack.

The scorching longsword met the frigid dagger in mid-air, culminating in a clash of metal that reverberated through the air, filling it with the incense of a blacksmith’s forge!!

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Ichrite Academy, Jera Memorial Square.

The flickering video feed, coupled with thunderous battle sounds, made the students gathered on the steps as if they were on that gruesome battlefield.

Usually, such a scene only appeared at the end of the Shadow World —

When all challengers unravel the puzzle, reach the final formidable enemy, and begin the ultimate battle as a team.

At this moment, the goddess of destruction overwhelmed the pressure of an ordinary final boss of the Fifth Order Shadow World, with her power alone.

Even though the challengers seem to hold her back on the screen, she obviously had the situation under control.

"This Goddess of Destruction... It feels even worse to track her down."

"If she manages to hold out until dark and activates the Blood Clan Authority, we might be annihilated. This timing is lethal."

If it were daytime, there would be ample time to fight against the Goddess of Destruction.

But now, a countdown seemed to loom over the heads of all challengers.

In less than an hour, the sun would set, and the awakening of the Count of the Blood Clan, no matter where he was, would allow the Saintess of Destruction to unleash an unknown Blood Clan Authority!

"The invincibility of the Goddess of Destruction is written on her face. Even if a sixth-order Blood Clan member comes to fight her all night, he might have trouble killing her."

"If the fight continues like this, the priests will be finished when their mana runs out."

"Come on... priests!"

The students watching on the stairs couldn’t help but sweat and their throats became dry from the constant discussion.

The traitor they finally caught was too terrifying, and the setting sun that was about to go down was like a countdown, only able to provide short-lived protection for the brave challengers.

"Isn’t there still a healer?"

They suddenly remembered.

Lanci’s occupation was actually a White Magician.

Because he was so naive, everyone almost forgot that his combat profession was that of a healer.

In the current back row position, Hyperion had further secured the unconscious Goddess Officer, while Lanci had given an unknown spell to the female mage who had lost her will to fight but had unclear motives, stopping even her crying sounds. Afterwards, Hyperion began to knock out the aristocratic female mage too.

After dealing with these two unpredictable prisoners and handing them over to the Young Master of the Business Association for guarding, Lanci and Hyperion could join the fight with peace of mind.

"Even though two healers can balance the battlefield, it’s dragging on for the challengers now!"

Theoretically, the combat configuration of this challenger team is quite balanced, with two tanks, two healers, and three attackers.

The problem now lies in the approaching nightfall, it is the challengers who currently need to fight quickly!

If they can’t break this balance, now, it has already become a deadlock!

"Wait, has anyone seen Lanci fight?"

Someone posed a question that left everyone momentarily stunned.

The surrounding students all shook their heads with wide eyes.

"Yeah, why would this guy be a White Magician??"

"If you told me he was an evil shaman or a weird warlock, I’d find that more reasonable."

The students near the stairs suddenly realized that this team battle was not so simple!

One thing about Lanci is horrifying – nobody has seen him really go all out.

The most doubtful point about Lanci’s strength has always been his third round of entrance examination, the practical test.

The most widespread rumor about the battle, which was personally sealed by the Dean of the Sage Academy, is that Lanci and Hyperion happened to encounter Examiner Felat’s cerebral stroke disease and therefore luckily won the team battle.

Now thinking about it, it feels increasingly odd.

It’s likely that Examiner Felat’s sudden cerebral hemorrhage was the masterpiece of Lanci and the Great Love Poet!

Could it be that apart from stirring up hatred when not fighting, Lanci even has a way to trigger the opponent’s blood pressure explosion during a fight?

Suddenly.

Everyone nervously looked at the screen – Lanci, who had already drawn several Healing Magic Cards and was wearing a faint smile.