Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

"Leave it to me from here."

Migaya gently pressed his daughter's shoulder, his dark eyes tinged with a trace of tenderness, then turned with calmness to face the distant formidable foe, the Tenth Ancestor Ulysses.

This enemy of the Blood Clan is very strong.

But not that strong.

"Father..."

Hugh choked, slowly releasing the fabric of Migaya's clothes that she had grabbed subconsciously, tears flowing like a breached dam.

She knew Migaya had to go to battle.

"Night Bishop Migaya, you and your bastard daughter can die together."

Ulysses did not give them a chance, the swirling telekinesis around him transformed into a rotating crescent blade, sweeping towards the father and daughter.

He knew the Night Bishop was specially recruited by the Pope of the Rebirth Church as a research-type bishop, originally the weakest of the ten bishops, even less adept at combat than Dimensional Bishop Toriyado.

So there was nothing to fear.

"..."

Migaya gently waved his hand, a black curtain of light unfolded in front of him, catching Ulysses' devastating blow.

A dark current flowed around Migaya, forming layer upon layer of defense, with starlight glimmering within, resembling the stars in the night sky.

This shield was not impregnable; it visibly trembled after Ulysses' attack. But Migaya seemed to have accurately judged Ulysses' magic strength, using just enough spells to defend without wasting any extra mana against his opponent.

"Ulysses, I will not speak ill of you, but that doesn't mean I'm someone who will remain indifferent when my daughter is bullied."

Migaya's voice remained as calm as water, only focusing on his spell.

In the void before the black curtain of light, like rose vines slowly growing, a grand and lengthy narrative poem had been prepared, with floating ruins and an endless void gradually filled by darkness, soon occupied by a fairytale-like black forest.

Over the crimson abyss, Migaya and Ulysses gazed at each other from afar.

Migaya enveloped the weakened Hugh in a gentle black mist, moving her to a safe spot outside the battlefield.

At the same time, he summoned a giant teddy bear created by dark magic beside his daughter.

The teddy bear was entirely black, over three meters tall, with eerie red light glowing in its eye sockets, appearing both incredibly adorable and exuding a sense of ominousness with its patched-up appearance.

"It's Little Bear!"

Hugh cried out in surprise at her father's summoned beast.

This was the doll that had accompanied her at the Duke's Mansion when she was young.

It was only after becoming truly stronger herself that she realized how powerful what seemed like an ordinary childhood toy at home truly was.

"You still have the mind to care for the baby."

Before Ulysses' voice fell, his blood-colored telekinesis transformed into a sky full of blood-colored birds, covering the sky of Blood Moon City and swooping towards Migaya and Hugh behind him.

"No need to rush, it's just getting started..."

Facing this intimidating attack, Migaya showed no fear at all,

"There are still many puppet shows to entertain the guests invited to the Forest of Puppets."

He made a single-handed slash, and a dark purple crescent-shaped magic blade appeared above the black forest, slashing at the birds.

Boom!

The collision of birds and the moon shadow sounded like a clap of thunder above the Earth Abyss Palace.

In the next second, both the birds and the moon shadow vanished, dissolving into specks of blood mist scattered in the air.

A hint of doubt rose in Ulysses' eyes.

This wasn't an illusion; Migaya's spells were still just as before, not very strong, but just enough to perfectly neutralize his spells.

"The essence of a summon is strength. Will your careless spells create summons superior to mine?"

Ulysses stomped his right foot, and a blood-colored array suddenly spread across the ground, exuding a pungent scent of fresh blood.

Then, figures were drawn in blood rising quickly from the array, forming an army of summons made of condensed blood.

These blood dolls were part human and part non-human, filled with fangs and claws; others were part beast and part non-beast, with deformed limbs and bone spurs.

"These are the Demon Races I once defeated, pretty good, aren't they? Just like your ugly wife, all are demon creatures."

Ulysses controlled the blood undead, whose eye sockets glowed with terrifying red light, advancing step by step towards Migaya and the distant Hugh, intent on tearing them apart.

Migaya remained stone-faced, seemingly indifferent to the scene before him.

"What a shallow ancestor of the Blood Clan."

He spread his fingers slightly, gradually gathering a ball of black light in his palm, which then soared into the sky, turning into countless shadow arrows that merged with the trees in the dark forest.

"Forest of Puppets, reveal yourself."

At Migaya's command, all the trees in the forest transformed into wild bears and tree demons. The once tranquil black fairy-tale forest instantly became a bizarre forest composed of magical puppets.

These magical puppets clashed with Ulysses' summons.

"Just how much dark magic do you have?"

Ulysses focused intently, counting these summons enhanced by the dark magic of the Original Slabs, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Migaya seemed only to know dark magic, but in reality, he had stolen various magics, transforming them into his self-created dark magic. Ulysses hadn't anticipated the Original Slabs to be utilized in such a way.

In the brief skirmish, Ulysses had seen traces of several other human magics from Migaya.

"It's enough to deal with you."

Migaya controlled his summoned beast army to extinguish Ulysses' blood-painted creations.

"Impossible, you're inferior to me in every aspect, it's impossible for you to defeat an all-rounder like me."