Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1098 - 779: Sigrid’s Shocking First Fist of the Demon World Part 4

She was elegant in her white dress, her figure graceful, and her angel-like face devoid of any smile. Her pale hand, veins standing out on the back, grasped the scorpion tail of Melogas.

"I am her real aunt—"

Talia was furious for the first time,

"You fake aunt, get as far away from me as you can!!"

Her finger joints twisted slightly, and the entire botanical garden was instantly enveloped by an ominous fluctuation.

Dark gray vines burst forth from her palm, spreading rapidly, the life-filled vines suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant predatory web that swooped down on Blasphemous Lord Melogas.

Every vine’s pattern emitted a black divine light of the God Era that made the souls of the Demon Race shudder.

After acquiring the wood attribute and blossoming magic from the Great Love Poet, her use of "Beautiful as This Flower Making" with wood and seal attributes allowed flowers to form even faster than Asksan.

"Beautiful as This Flower Making"

[Category: Call Card]

[Grade: Pink Holy]

[Attribute: Wood/Seal]

[Class: 8]

[Effect: Summons several vines, which will surround and seal off the targeted individual, with high damage immunity, returning multiple segments of damage to the enemy when hit.]

[Note: Flowers without fruit, leaves without branches.]

This 𝓬ontent is taken from freeweɓnovel.cѳm.

Melogas was swallowed by these flowers before he could react.

Then Talia kicked Melogas’s entire figure, sending him flying.

The botanical garden’s ground-level large window next to Purgatory shattered completely, and having been ambushed, Melogas, after being struck by the seal and great force, was kicked out of Purgatory Corridor Academy, covering the air above Hell’s Territory with plants.

The moment Talia appeared with her frenzied eighth-order demon power, the demons kneeling within the botanical garden felt as though they had been pardoned and liberated.

The soul suppression force imposed by Blasphemous Lord Melogas instantly vanished, thoroughly dispersed by a more domineering authority.

"...!"

Hyperion watched in amazement at the spectral figure of the demoness.

The servitor she deployed not only trapped Melogas but also kept tightening, isolating Melogas in an inescapable void!

Powerful, beautiful, immortal...

Who would protect themselves like this?

Other than Tata, other than the teacher, there was only one female of the Demon Race.

"You, you are..."

Hyperion pressed her lips, unable to stop the tears streaming continuously from her eyes,

"Calila?"

Hyperion sobbed as she spoke.

"Take care of Huebelle."

Talia told Lanci without turning back, not answering Hyperion’s question, and disappeared in the direction where Blasphemous Lord Melogas was blown away.

She had initially wanted to order Lanci not to hold Huebelle anymore.

But seeing that someone needed to care for Huebelle, Talia still permitted it, just this once.

She would play Calila well in this Shadow World, not letting Huebelle be saddened.

Talia could stick with Huebelle in the real world always, but Calila could only accompany Huebelle in this Shadow World for the last six days.

Even if she was a fake Calila, this was the last Gentle Town.

...

Hell’s Territory, in the air.

The pitch-black sky was dotted with flickering red lights, as if it could penetrate everything, linking with the eternal blaze and torment of Purgatory.

The air was filled with the scent of sulfur and flames.

This was an unquenchable magic energy volcano zone.

Purgatory Corridor Academy stood on this purgatory, the ground riddled with charred cracks, having endured countless fiery baptisms, its surrounding rocks emanating a sinister deep red under the starlight and Purgatory’s red lights.

Now, the outskirts of Purgatory City Pasquale had also become the battleground for a deadly fight between two great demons of the Eighth order.

Talia hovered above the sea of Purgatory flames, gazing at Melogas grappling with the vines.

Internally, Purgatory Corridor Academy had barriers for protection, but they couldn’t allow the two eighth-order great demons to fight unrestrained.

Wishing to avoid casualties to the school and the demon students and teachers as much as possible, Hell’s Territory was the fitting battlefield for them.

Ever since earlier, Talia had wanted to fight this Blasphemy Lord.

Just hearing how the Blasphemy Lord continually harassed Huebelle and audaciously claimed to be Huebelle’s aunt made it clear to Talia that she must battle this Blasphemy Lord.

"Oh it hurts..."

Blasphemous Lord Melogas murmured lowly, her joints creaking.

Her anger had reached its peak.

Now, she had to tear something apart to calm her heart again.

She hated this feeling of being ambushed by a demon and being thrown away.

Just now, her attention had been entirely on Lanci and Huebelle, completely unaware that another stronger full-powered Phantom Demon was beside him.

Even when the gray-haired Witch appeared and controlled her, Melogas hadn’t realized it; she was too focused on attacking Lanci.

"Die, scum."

Talia ignored Melogas.

From earlier, she had already been condensing her furious magic power.

Talia focused her magic power at her fingertips, blowing the hair from her temples, the direction she pointed gradually distorted the air, forming deep gray rifts, anything devoured by them seemed like they would be instantly crushed.

Lanci had told her she could go all out, there was no need to look back as long as the school wasn’t destroyed.

Though confident of Melogas’ strength, she knew she couldn’t sustain a drawn-out fight, the best strategy was to unleash a powerful attack injuring Melogas, then vanish on the spot, letting Lanci escape with Huebelle.