Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1106 - 780: Melogas’s Lifelong Regret_5

Most of the time, Talia remained on standby, merely observing the combat and never wasting mana recklessly.

She had no idea how long the battle had been raging on.

Facing Melogas in such a state, even the combined efforts of Sigrid and Talia did not dare to be careless and were extra cautious in blocking her attacks.

Talia’s vision was exceptionally clear.

It was not only Melogas who was injured, but every time Talia was caught by Melogas’s lock-on, even with Sigrid covering her, Talia still suffered significant damage.

Melogas seemed very aware that killing the weaker support first would give her a chance.

"Heh heh."

But Melogas’s true objective was not here.

After a brief exchange, Melogas had already shifted the battlefield dozens of meters towards Purgatory Corridor Academy without anyone noticing.

She still had a chance of victory.

There were two hostages at Purgatory Corridor Academy!

As long as she captured the Phantom Demon Principal or Princess, she, Melogas, could regain the initiative.

Moreover, if she guessed correctly, killing that male Phantom Demon would mean the demise of Calila who resided within him!

Otherwise, there was no other explanation as to why Calila now seemed weak and her mana so strained.

In the intense winds gusting amidst the thick smoke of the great battle, three swift figures briefly materialized.

The once haughty Melogas’s deep purple eyes were no longer as sharp as before, evidently having expended a great deal of energy in the short duration of the fight.

Her body, which used to radiate a purple glow, was now covered in fatal wounds, blood dripping from the tips of her hair, and her smoky purple lips stained with a tinge of crimson; the aura emanating from her body weakened further, and it wouldn’t be surprising if she fell at any moment.

Yet, her expression remained stern with a hint of mockery, the injuries unable to conceal her sinister smile.

Blasphemous Lord Melogas’s flickering figure was like a phantom.

The opponent had not noticed the subtle shift in the battlefield.

With just the weakly magical Phantom Demon Principal and the academy’s internal barrier, they couldn’t protect the Princess!

Originally aiming for a feint attack on Talia, Melogas suddenly changed direction.

And Sigrid, who had immediately stepped in front of Talia, was also tricked by Melogas.

Melogas directly burst towards Purgatory Corridor Academy with her highest speed, cutting through the air.

"!"

Sigrid felt the intense magic fluctuation and realized Blasphemous Lord Melogas’s attack target was not Talia.

She used one of her scarce Instantaneous Movement Magics, transforming into a silver lightning bolt, pursuing Melogas.

"Ha ha ha ha."

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Melogas laughed, mocking Sigrid and Calila for their lack of defense awareness regarding the Princess.

Melogas had foreseen and prepared for this; with a wave of her sleeve, a magic poison net hindered Sigrid’s speed as if anticipating her movements.

Sigrid’s body shook violently as she struggled to break free.

She felt an unprecedented slowness, bound by chains and unable to move.

"Huuh..."

Sigrid took a deep breath and unleashed her ultimate skill, her body’s silver light igniting once again, more dazzling than ever; regardless, her life force was ignited instantaneously, turning into a blazing silver flame.

The silver flames ferociously damaged the poison net, attempting to melt it.

Surprise flashed in Melogas’s eyes.

What kind of state was this, completely unable to control this person?

But it didn’t matter.

Now she, Blasphemous Lord, was closer to the Princess; she would surely deal with the Phantom Demon Principal first!

Just kill, kill that Phantom Demon.

Then the whole scenario would fall apart!

Regardless of her remaining curiosity about him or her desire to converse with him, it no longer mattered.

The more interesting he had seemed before, the more she hated him now and wanted to destroy him.

Melogas had long understood—

This guy was the main obstacle preventing her victory today!

As Melogas broke through the external barrier of Purgatory Corridor Academy, and with the Principal a few hundred meters away from the window, the debris from the structure created a small vortex in the air with her deep purple magic.

Within that vortex, purple crystal beams were converging, aiming to pierce through everything in their path.

"Get out of the way!!"

Sigrid felt the terrifying magic fluctuation and knew that no matter how casually Melogas portrayed it, she had always been looking for an opportunity to completely eradicate Lanci.

"..."

Hyperion clutched Lanci in fear.

Yet Lanci’s expression remained calm.

His gaze was like one admiring the night sky, or savouring the moonlight.

Just as the beam released by Melogas’s Scorpion Tail was inches away from Lanci,

Lanci and Hyperion were enveloped in an invisible storm-like force field.

Melogas’s attack was unable to inflict any harm on them.

Even if the entire building was punctured by Melogas’s attack, the purple light reaching into the distant nights sky, Lanci and Hyperion remained unharmed.

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Melogas was clueless about what kind of miraculous spell it was.

But it was at least an Eighth-order spell!

She had no time to ponder.

Sigrid’s eyes blazed with a lightning-like radiance, her body erupting with a peak silver glow, her hands amassing power to shatter any obstacle.

She gathered all her strength to deliver the most powerful blow of her career, her body turning into a comet, instantaneously slamming her earth-shattering Fist Intent into Blasphemous Lord Melogas!

The entire process was almost completed in an instant, so fast that even the nearby Melogas had difficulty capturing her movement, so powerful it tore through the clouds above, revealing a brief glimpse of white light illuminating Hell’s Territory.