Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Just thinking about this.

The roaring behind grew more intense.

Sigrid might have already charged into the Divine Descendant Hall.

"You despicable Wolf Girl, I'll fight you to the end!"

Gaiat roared, forcibly activating the remaining Magic Power within him, erecting layers of sealing barriers in the corridor he passed through.

However.

From the perception of the probing spell, he understood, this woman had no intention of taking the corridor at all.

The Bishop of Hegemony acted as if walls weren't there, shattering them whenever encountered, even if it meant spending a bit more time, she absolutely did not follow the path.

Cold sweat instantly covered Gaiat's forehead.

This barely slowed her down.

Her thinking was different from others from the start.

Because the Bishop of Hegemony was pursuing directly in his direction.

No, she absolutely can't be allowed to succeed!

Gaiat desperately accelerated toward the center of the Divine Descendant Hall.

But it wasn't long.

Suddenly, he noticed the light gradually dimming.

It seemed not that the light was dimming, but that some shadow was catching up to him.

Gaiat's brain hadn't even processed this thought.

The cracking sound that seemed to be inside the building a moment ago.

The next instant had already approached his face!

"I have to defeat you quickly, or my man over there won't hold out."

The emerald-haired woman with violet eyes occupied his entire field of vision out of nowhere, eyes filled with a lofty, chilling intensity.

Lanci, though capable of holding off Hesintos, would easily be discovered if only defending for too long.

She needed to execute the most crucial step in Lanci's plan.

Sigrid gave Gaiat no room to react, once again driving her fist into Gaiat's body!

The furious force surging inside the Divine Descendant Hall caused tidal waves to rise and crash, collapsing with a thunderous roar, shaking the entire Ostro Mountain Range!

Along with the cracking of the hall's tiles, the collapse and the falling detritus brought both Gaiat and Sigrid down into a vast new space.

"Give up, Gaiat."

Sigrid surveyed the underground area of the Divine Descendant Hall, walking toward the dejected Gaiat leaning against the ground.

"Haha..."

Shadow crept over Gaiat's forehead, and despite the blood at the corner of his mouth, he slowly curved into a smile,

"You didn't expect this, Sigrid. This is my escape route!"

As Gaiat's Mana began to flow, behind him, a black composite cube emitting an eerie red light was bound atop a stone platform by layers of chains, with flickering Anti-Magic Steel Columns erected around it, beginning to rotate and untangle!

The terrifying power threatened to drag both Gaiat and Sigrid in the next second!

Yet, Gaiat's laughter hadn't ceased.

His eyes widened like he had seen a ghost.

A mist spread.

As if a deity had sounded a bell, golden Divine Era glory rippled out into a storm, spreading from the Divine Descendant Hall, enveloping the entire Bulida City, celebrating the emergence of the mightiest Ninth-Order Divine Domain.

Among the misty light stood a puzzled-looking man.

Like melting ice, the sighing waves swirled.

He stood alone, dressed in the black robe of a Priest, bathed in sacred songs, his face full of compassion, having long surpassed life and death, hearing only the suffering of all beings through the Power of Faith.

Life and death seemed irrelevant to him.

But for Gaiat, this was a scene more terrifying than death.

"Lo, Loren!!!"

Gaiat screamed.