Chapter 330: Sigrid Doesn't Play Fair

Lanqi, casting a glance at the black cat that had already jumped down from Lanqi's hand.Since Lance started taking initiative and getting things done, the black cat's condition suddenly worsened for...Chapter 331: Sigrid Doesn't Play Fair

The upper levels of Bandar City, once bustling with activity, were now shrouded in an eerie darkness following the sudden arrival of the Bishop of Silence.

The Imperial Army's march of the city-state accelerated to a fever pitch, becoming a sharp, discordant, and eerie melody.

And beneath its city walls, the illusion began to crumble and twist, gradually revealing its true form.

A chaotic pile of resident corpses, like tiny black fingers, tried to climb higher. The eyes of the dead had become gaping, bottomless pits, vacant and lifeless. Their slightly open mouths seemed to warn every passerby that this was a no-return wasteland.

This is clearly Asksan's masterpiece.

Of course, it's possible that he didn't do it all himself.

Even a Cardinal of the Resurrection Church wouldn't neglect a good Imperial Affairs officer for no reason, and do something that would make the Protoss Empire eternally hostile to them.

Someone must be collaborating with him, driven by a greater scheme to incite Asksan to launch this full-scale massacre.

Before the inevitable fight, Asksang watched with interest the two caught in his spatial lock, not rushing to erase them.

Besides the investigation team from the Imperial City, there are other little rats causing trouble.

Asksun sighed, as if reminiscing about General Fanreku.

"Were you sent by the Imperial Archmage Isis, or by Duke Berengar's house"

He raised his eyes and questioned again.

Asksang's voice was calm, like flowing sand from the hands of time, each word carrying irresistible magic.

"…"

Ranch, completely immobilized by the silence, only focused on Sieglinde's movements beside him.

Even with the [Transformation: Human] Sieglinde had received from him, Askr couldn't see through her disguise at this time. More importantly, the Silent Pope would never have dreamed that at this point in time, the dominant church from the south would personally venture into the depths of the northern border!

Lanche hadn't expected, before coming to the northern continent, that his first encounter with the Ascended Bishop Askoson would be so close up.

This is the absolute danger distance Lauren told him about.

Loren remembered it well.

So he found a big daddy of the same level to fight Asksang.

Result.

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When Lanche saw Sigrid, he found her like a frightened and speechless fragile young girl. Her eyes were already filled with timid tears, and even her legs trembled.

This made Lance widen his eyes.

For a moment, he doubted whether this ultimate powerhouse was even real.

Catholicism is capable of doing anything, isn't it

Ascan looked at Rance.

Obviously, only this young man who was still conscious could answer his question.

If you don't answer, I'll just have to take care of her first...

Just in that instant, before Ascanus could finish his words, Sieglinde's eyes underwent a complete transformation.

Once, those violet eyes that were usually relaxed and languid seemed to be covered in icy frost. In their place was a resolute and decisive killing intent.

Sigrid, who had been imprisoned in mid-air just a moment before, transformed into a whirlwind, her fist crashing into Asksand's body!

Her furious power sent the entire building Asksar was standing in crashing down like a tsunami, their first clash more rapid than thunder and shaking the whole of Bandar City!

The ground trembled violently, and wide cracks split open the cobblestone streets, as if being swallowed whole, collapsing step by step. The meticulously carved sculptures and stained-glass windows of the Gothic buildings shattered instantly under the impact of the clash between the two cardinals, scattering fragments in the wind.

In the ruins, Asksand's surprised eyes reflected Sigrid's figure. He seemed oblivious to the young maiden's true identity. Even though Asksand's combat awareness had slowed down his perception of the world in the face of crisis, Sigrid's deadly strike was silent. By the time the whoosh of air reached his ears, she had already struck Asksand, and only then did a deadly shattering sound erupt in the air.

Without giving Asksand a moment's respite, Sigrid's pursuit arrived once again before Asksand.

At this moment, her true form was revealed. Her skin shimmered with a faint silver glow, as pure and holy as the new moon. This was not magic, but a phenomenon brought about by the perfect combination of her physique, immune system, primal stone tablet, and martial arts prowess.

Siegfried possesses a primordial slate unlike any other cardinal - 【Primordial Slate - Foundation】.

When unleashing a direct attack with full power, it triggers, granting its power a dramatic increase.

But this time, after Asksang reacted, Sigrid didn't have it so easy.

Despite being struck by a devastating blow that would have killed most, Asksand, filled with rage, remained standing. His numerous defensive and protective enchantments had kept him from being knocked away again. He stabilized himself quickly between the ground and the sky. The square-shaped magical sigils on his dark gray coat began to erupt with bolts of violet lightning, mirroring the fury in his eyes. An invisible magic barrier materialized before him, deflecting Sigrid's fist. A metallic clang echoed as a shockwave rippled outward once more.

"Dominican……Siegfried……”

Inside the magical barrier, Askhsan wiped the blood from his lips. Every word he spoke was a curse, heavy and chilling magic slashing across the darkened cityscape like blades, sealing off all space between Sigrid and him.

If it's Sieglinde, then everything makes sense.

This damned woman always appears out of nowhere and starts trouble. I've wanted to kill her several times but never managed to.

"Excellent, this time we're counting both old and new accounts together. It's truly wonderful that you're willingly walking into a trap..."

Aske's eyes gradually calmed, then drifted to the other person standing in the distance.

That was a youth unlike any he had ever imagined.

Sigrid, at the onset of battle, used two cards she rarely employs to protect the young man.

Asksan could probably guess that this was Siegfried's new heir. Only in that way would Siegfried cherish him so much, using two eighth-rank magic cards to protect him.

But the Hegemon's Son should possess the same disguise magic as Sigrid.

Even with magic insight, one cannot see his true appearance. For now, the identity of the new Heavenly Son within the Protoss Empire remains a mystery.

However, it doesn't matter who the Heavenly Son is.

Askshan looked at the sky. It was still a long way until night.

As long as the Heavenly Master and the Heavenly Son both die here today.

This little bit of wind.

It's not even a variable.

(The End)

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