Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1469 - 852: The Bond Between the First and Second Popes of Holy Polante_4

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With laughter, Hesintos swung out more lines of slashes, overwhelmingly rushing towards the two people in front of him.

He knew very well that this White Robed Pope was an extremely specialized enemy, possessing bizarre defensive capabilities while lacking any offensive power.

The greatest weakness of the White Robed Pope is that he can't hold off Hesintos; abandoning the White Robed Pope is quite simple.

Only now, with the White Robed Pope and Bishop of Hegemony together, it could be considered a little challenging.

"Lanci, protect me."

Sigrid seized the opportunity to hug Lanci tightly, relying on Lanci to dodge within Hesintos' circle of slashes.

With an invincible shield like Lanci, the threat of Hesintos' slashes to her was greatly reduced.

"Haha, so ticklish."

Lanci didn't know whether he meant it was Sigrid making him ticklish or Hesintos' slashes.

"..."

From the beginning, Hesintos couldn't find any sign of spellcasting from this White Robed fellow, as if this guy couldn't cast spells at all.

He couldn't figure out the reasoning behind why the White Robed Pope couldn't be harmed through combat, let alone break through it.

"Because I really can't cast spells, which is why you can't break me."

Lanci seemed to have seen through Hesintos' confusion, offering him an explanation.

According to Loren's open source, [Unbalanced Devourer] could only target spells directed at Hesintos, whereas environment-type spells, indiscriminate spells, self-healing types, or self-enhancing types of spells could not be accommodated by Hesintos.

[Collapse of Causality] could target all spells, but could only interrupt the casting, with the most significant certification result being disabling "spellcasting." However, Lanci's [Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree] had no spellcasting process in front of Hesintos and was always active.

This was the noble pre-casting type spell.

"God damn Loren for opening source for Hesintos."

Sigrid was unexpectedly able to understand Lanci's thoughts.

But she also knew, being open-sourced wasn't the scary part; the scary part was it being given to Lanci.

"Heal yourself."

Lanci allowed Sigrid to hold him as he briefly instructed Sigrid.

Sigrid didn't hesitate, not caring whether Hesintos still had the ability to interrupt spellcasting with [Collapse of Causality], and started using a teardrop healing spell on herself.

"Don't even think about it!"

Hesintos immediately caught Sigrid's spellcasting tendency, or rather, he had been waiting for it for a long time. freewёbnoνel-com

He stopped all actions to primarily disrupt Sigrid's spellcasting. As expected, Sigrid's spell failed.

At the same time, the White Robed Pope's eighth-order spell [Surging Gentle Homeland] had also been cast.

The formless spiritual magic spread out, carving layer upon layer of semi-transparent ripples in the air.

Hesintos smirked disdainfully.

Of course, he discovered that the White Robed Pope and the Bishop of Hegemony cast spells simultaneously, but he was certain that the threat of the White Robed Pope was far less than Sigrid's, so if he had to choose, the most important thing was to stop the Bishop of Hegemony from using spells.

Suddenly.

Hesintos felt a jolt in his spirit.

His pupils became glazed.

It was as if he was immersed in a brand new world, with the surrounding space rippling in unstable patterns.

...

When he reopened his eyes, it was a scene utterly different from the dilapidated Memorial Square of Cret.

Under the clear sky, he could see a patch of bright and azure color when he looked up.

The spring sunshine made the skin feel warm, while the sound of Cerryti Empire's canal beside him was crisp and melodious.

Memories began to fall into place as he rubbed his eyes, feeling the sky with mosaic-like unstable flickers, with the humming of electricity in his ears, while across, the other side was ablaze with dazzling red from fireworks in the city-state.

He shook his head, dissipating the dizziness, and the horizon once again became bright and clear.

This was the city-state of Brilda, not far from the town hall. He stood on a second-floor terrace of a mansion that matched the status and power of his family, gazing at the beautiful city-state.

The Hallbain family.

Deep crimson tapestries hung on the wall, with meticulous embroidery showcasing the family's history and glory with the Cerryti Empire.

"Today seems to be the National Day feast...?"

The young man hesitantly walked down the hallway and stairs, entering the spacious and bright dining room with the morning light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It cast soft rays over the hand-woven wool carpet-covered floor and between the antique crystal chandeliers, illuminating the whole space.

He slightly raised his hand to block the light that made him a bit dazed.

When the white light receded again.

He saw a long oak dining table laid with a pure white silk tablecloth, with an exquisitely shaped coffee pot emitting a rich aroma, and the butler was pouring coffee into everyone's cups.

His father, Marquis Hallbain, already sat at the head of the table, wearing a wine-red velvet bow tie, with silver strands glinting at his temples, and his deep eyes exuding authority. His mother was dressed in a pale purple silk gown, with her smooth blue-black hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders.

The young man looked at his parents in confusion, although he had only not seen them for a day, it felt like he had no impression of their appearances.

Until he saw another figure by the dining table, raising a hand to wave and smile at him, gesturing for him to quickly sit beside her.

In that instant, it felt eternal.

It left him stunned where he stood.

His sister wore a pure white satin gown, with her deep blue hair resting on her right shoulder, a ribbon binding her hair's end like a treasure.

If this weren't all an illusion.

Then perhaps his sister could also grow up successfully, and perhaps might have a happy and wonderful life.

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