Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1105 - 780: Melogas’s Lifelong Regret_4

Purgatory City Pasquale, on the edge of the Demon World, displayed its grand ancient spires and magnificent architecture. In this battle, however, they were as fragile as paper, collapsing one after another, becoming historical ruins.

Suddenly appearing, Calila, who stayed back only to control, proved more difficult for Melogas to combat than Siegler’s frontal assault.

At this moment, Blasphemous Lord Melogas’s movements were significantly slower than before.

At the same time, Calila also increased the distance, more freely preparing her Spiritual Magic and waiting for Melogaz to show a flaw.

Under their joint effort, Melogas felt unprecedented embarrassment.

She was forced to keep dodging, but each attempt was extremely strenuous.

And whenever she tried to counterattack, one of them would timely interrupt her, making it impossible for her to use even half of her strength.

Fighting two wasn’t the worst part.

The worst part was that her opponents could even coordinate their attacks.

"Calila..."

Blasphemous Lord Melogas adjusted her breath with all her might, trying hard to stay alert.

Facing Siegler alone, she was confident.

She might not win, but she could at least escape.

But with Calila added, it was a different story altogether.

What was more troublesome was that Calila seemed to have become somewhat despicable.

Even so, Blasphemous Lord Melogas didn’t show any weakness. Relying on her Demon Race physical attributes and endless Mana, she continuously searched for a breakthrough between the two.

Though her goal wasn’t to win but to escape, today it seemed nearly impossible to even leave the confines of Purgatory City Pasquale.

"Melogas, you’re not delusional enough to think you can hold out until daylight, are you? There are still several hours left."

Talia watched the still-resistant Melogas, feeling quite thrilled to thrash this Scorpion Witch.

Having an invincible daughter was surely a boon.

Talia focused her Magic Power on her fingertips, distorting the air in the direction she pointed, forming dark radiant fractures that blocked Melogas’s dodging range.

Now Talia was also aware of Siegler Wolf Clan’s traits. Under moonlight, she’d gain an unreasonable Full attribute enhancement and Regeneration.

Melogas had no chance of holding out until daylight.

Siegler was actually a bit surprised, as Calila’s Spells reminded her of someone from her past, but knowing Calila, who knew a bit of everything and possessed countless treasures, it wasn’t so strange after all.

"Calila, you’re about to hold out, aren’t you?!"

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Blasphemous Lord Melogas shouted.

Her situation was very dire.

Melogas was aware that she needed to severely harm Siegler or Calila first before she could seize the chance to flee the city.

If they intended to forcibly keep Melogas, these two would also pay a price.

Correspondingly, Melogas could feel that Calila’s spells were quite limited and getting weaker each time, as if she were running out of Mana.

"?!"

Siegler didn’t expect Calila’s Mana to be so meager.

She wasn’t that sensitive to Magic Power and thought Calila was only a key player, not realizing it was due to insufficient Mana.

"Sorry!"

Talia admitted with some embarrassment to Siegler.

Even though she could have an ample supply of Mana by disengaging fusion with the Great Love Poet, she would revert to a primary Demon Race and couldn’t intervene in such intense battles.

"It’s okay, I’ll protect you."

Siegler assured, standing protectively in front of her.

"Hmm!"

That gallant demeanor made Talia feel like she too had a Knight.

So, she was a princess after all!

Finally, as Talia began an attack that restricted Melogas’s movements, Melogas seized a momentary opportunity, silently lunging forward, her body striking like purple lightning once again towards Talia.

But at that crucial instant, Siegler also caught her move. The cyclone of fists she wielded formed a sturdy cage, shattering Melogas’s offensive. Simultaneously, the space dark threads laid by Talia started to expand until they detas explosively intertwined.

The powerful impact sent Melogas flying, tumbling harshly across the distant ground several times before stopping.

"That really hurts..."

Melogas struggled to rise, her injuries and the pressure from her enemies slowing her consciousness incredibly.

The more they fought, the clearer it became that holding out until dawn wasn’t going to be easy.

"Melogas, your bravery is commendable, but you should know what your chances of winning are now."

Sigrid’s voice resounded.

Back in Bandela City at the Northern Border of the Protoss Empire, she was in Melogas’s position.

It definitely felt more secure fighting two against one.

One against two was just unmanageable.

"Keep laughing, Melogas."

Talia, hiding behind Siegler and gripping her shoulders, mocked Melogas from afar.

Her earlier one-on-one battle with Melogas had left her utterly frustrated.

Even though she was now relying on Siegler’s momentum, she had never fought such an advantageous battle, and her mood was quite uplifted.

"Calila, to be honest, I’m quite enjoying..."

No matter how absurd Calila’s words made Melogas feel, she remained silent as blood trickled from her eyebrows down, her icy eyes filled only with murderous intent.

Her lips gradually curled up.

The magma of Purgatory City still boiled.

Under the darkened skies, with the chaotic battle of three from the Great Demon Clans, the entire Purgatory experienced accelerated cataclysmic earthquakes.

The silver glow on Siegler’s body possessed the power to tear everything apart, Melogas’s endless supply of Chilly Magic Power, each collision creating a clear division between light and darkness.