Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

"I want you to taste the pain of Magic Power backlash! Feel the despair of your blood reversing!"

Rashal's eyes glowed with a blood-red light as he pointed his finger at Violet.

At the same time, all the surrounding shadows suddenly became incredibly thick, like pools of pitch-black tar, seeping into the cracked ground, permeating broken columns, poised to swallow the entire hall.

Blackish-red Magic Power burst from Rashal's fingertips, shooting out like a living creature, aiming straight for Violet's heart!

But in that split second, a pure moonlight suddenly rose around Violet, the silvery white light forming a shield that blocked the magical arrow, and the frost in the hall abruptly gathered, accompanied by rising air currents, nearly disrupting Rashal's balance.

More ice crystals grew from the gaps in the ice net, continuously repairing the voids, thoroughly entangling Rashal within.

Violet's form floated appearing behind Rashal, with the tin cane in her hand already transformed into a pristine longsword, emitting a brilliant moonlight, slicing in an arc towards Rashal's neck.

Rashal, alert, turned back, steel-like arms blocking the sword, sending sparks flying with the friction of metal.

A brief stalemate, Violet gave Rashal no chance to breathe.

Suddenly, a massive Barrier Magic Formation appeared on the ground, emitting a faint blue light.

At the center of the array, a crystalline ice flower slowly grew taller and higher, transforming into an ice prison, completely enveloping Rashal.

Inside the ice prison, Rashal felt his Mana rapidly draining, his blood vessels nearly frozen, his limbs becoming extremely stiff.

No matter how much he summoned Magic Power, it was impossible to break through the unbreakable ice prison.

"Rashal, you underestimated the Goddess of the Moon's Divine Arts."

Violet stood still opposite Rashal, the tin cane vertically in front, hands gripping the hilt, gathering Magic Power.

Rashal felt a biting coldness rise from the depths of his soul, threatening to freeze his consciousness.

He tried to resist but found his frozen body beginning to lose sensation.

"What... did you... do to me..."

Rashal snarled through gritted teeth.

"Seal."

Violet replied calmly.

This is the sealing spell passed down by the Wolf Clan.

Under this purified moonlight, even the undying Vampire cannot escape the fate of being sealed.

As Violet whispered, a phantom of the lunar wheel appeared from nowhere, covering above Rashal, with countless silver threads descending from the moon wheel, wrapping around Rashal's limbs.

"Stop!!"

Rashal struggled desperately, but his power was visibly dwindling.

He was like a beast driven to desperation, struggling madly, roaring, vowing to break free from the extreme cold seal binding him.

Rashal's dark red Magic Power surged wildly, gathering into a black-red vortex around him, moving beneath the ice layer.

And at the center of the ice seal, Rashal continuously exploded with dazzling blood-light electric cocoons, attempting to tear apart the silver threads binding him.

Every movement triggered a storm of Magic Power, shaking the entire temple.

"You foolish woman, do you think you can seal me?!"

Rashal roared through gritted teeth, voice hoarse and frenzied,

"When night falls, it will be your doom! I swear to make you taste the pain I've suffered for tens of thousands of years!"

"These spells were meant to seal you from the beginning."

Violet tightly held the rod with both hands, feeling the ancestral power, moonlight gathering from the Moon Goddess's purified realm, firmly locking Rashal.

The light net contracted, the sealing silver threads tightened accordingly.

Rashal felt his limbs and body being tightly squeezed, bones creaking, as if about to be crushed.

He stubbornly relied on sheer willpower to hold on, clashing with Violet.

Sweat beaded on Violet's forehead, leaving fine trails on her fair face.

"Rashal, stop futile struggling, your defeat is certain."

Her gaze remained steadfast, with no hint of wavering.

It wasn't hard for Violet to press Rashal under the sun, but to completely seal Rashal, an undying being of the Divine Realm, was indeed challenging.

There was no time to continue wearing down Rashal's state, she had to forcibly seal him.

Perhaps Rashal's battle strategy was to drag it until after twilight.

"Hahaha! I haven't lost, you can't seal me!"

Rashal laughed wildly at the sky, the laughter hollow and eerie.

"Once I'm free, you'll pay in blood! Look, the sun is about to set!"

Before the words were finished, yet another wave of bloody Magic Power surged, rushing towards Violet.

Violet was forced to form a seal with one hand, raising a Moonlight Shield in front.

The bloody Magic Power collided with the light shield, sparking with blinding light.

This was a tug-of-war that would determine victory between the two.

Until the very last moment, as night completely fell, whether Rashal was sealed first or he recovered his strength to break Violet's seal, was no longer a mere contest of Magic Power and life, but a final battle of belief and willpower.

Every second elongated.

As if split into a hundred parts, a thousand parts, allowing Rashal and Violet to distinctly perceive.

And any node among them could change the outcome.

But the speed at which the sun set was faster than Violet anticipated.

It was as if the God of the Night wanted to help his beloved Blood Clan at the last moment.