Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1217 - 802: Lanci’s Blood Moon Bad World Final - _5

"What is going on?"

Marquis Somerset exclaimed in terror, his voice extraordinarily faint amidst the violent trembling,

"Has Rashal's presence vanished?"

Mercury Lord Micheal and Lord Skeleton Daimon Gate looked at each other, their faces filled with emotion.

They too did not know what had happened, but they roughly understood they had won, managing only to stabilize themselves enough to avoid the falling debris.

Dongche Hall of Cold in Blood Moon City.

Marquis Helitier, the Seventh Originator, and Blasphemous Lord Melogast encountered the same situation.

The ice beneath their feet began to crack, spreading like a spiderweb.

The entire blood-red ice hall swayed, with icicles falling from the walls and ceiling, turning into sharp daggers flying in all directions.

An injured Marquis Helitier screamed, barely missing being slashed by an ice blade.

Blasphemous Lord Melogast appeared even more composed, anchoring herself to the ground with a scorpion-tail weapon, supporting her body.

She crossed her arms, standing proudly with her chest out, looking towards the direction of the Blood King Palace.

The situation at Soul Hall was even worse.

The altar was teetering in the earthquake, numerous undead swarming out from the cracks in the walls and ground, emitting eerie screams.

They seemed terrified by the sudden change, only able to frantically circle in the hall.

Ninth Progenitor Marquis Bainhardt's face was pale, his lips quivering, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

The newly assembled body was once again viciously cut into pieces by the dragon-like strikes of Sir Vanwi's sword.

...

Blood King Palace Square, Lanci quietly stood there, watching the four members of the Great Demon Clan before him.

He had not sheathed Shining Virtue.

In this vast terrain, it was not as dazzling, instead, it seemed to warm the Blood Moon City Square quite a bit.

"Is this the Baby Bus?"

Snow Witch muttered under her breath, frowning.

Initially, she thought Antanas was somewhat joking.

Last time at Ichrite, she witnessed Lanci and Hyperion in a Seventh-order Shadow World segment, watching Lanci's struggle, getting drawn into a tough battle, being at a disadvantage, making clumsy moves, heading towards a definite loss, ready to give an acceptance speech.

Indeed, a man who could handle Princess Talia is truly one in ten thousand, a true leader.

"Teacher Almis, thank you for your help."

Lanci thanked the Snow Witch.

The other three members of the Great Demon Clan were somehow familiar with him, but it was the first time Snow Witch Almis met him in the Demon King's Castle.

For Lanci, she was Hyperion's teacher, and thus she was like an elder to him.

The hierarchy in the Demon Race is complicated; he might be a peer of Antanas, but Antanas and the Snow Witch were peers, yet she was a generation older than him.

"No need to be so formal, just call me Almis, your friend and I belong to the same generation."

The Snow Witch initially didn't believe what Antanas had said about the gossip between Lanci and Talia, but now she was slightly convinced.

Suddenly, she realized a problem.

If she was a peer of Lanci, that would mean demoting Hyperion by one generation.

"Of course, if you'd like to regard me as of your teacher's generation, you can also call me Miss Almis, I don't mind."

The Snow Witch added.

For the sake of Hyperion, she willingly raised herself a generation.

The Snow Witch was not usually a fan of gossip, but the potential intense future at the Boss Cat Restaurant also piqued her curiosity a bit.

"Miss Almis, I am truly always grateful for your care towards Hyperion."

Lanci still respectfully addressed the Snow Witch.

While they were chatting, Antanas had already started crying out on his own.

"It's over, this time Shadow World got assisted, what will we do next!"

Antanas cried out, holding his head.

She's ruined.

"Think positively, getting the assist from defeating a ninth-order opponent might mean there could be an epic reward."

Sinola helplessly patted Antanas's shoulder, consoling him.

This is much better than just scraping by on welfare.

"It seems so..."

Antanas thought for a moment, then beamed with joy again.

"But I still didn't figure out who exactly are the nine Challengers."

Antanas started counting on his fingers.

The four of us who went on a holiday to Demon King's Castle, plus Hyperion, Lanci, and Cat Boss, that makes only seven Challengers.

So who are the remaining two?

Pranay stayed silent, pretending to have already returned to the real world.

"..."

Lanci thought for a moment and just shook his head with a sigh.

Probably others were also puzzled about this.

The remaining two are Talia and Sigrid.

But from Talia and Sigrid's perspective, there are also only eight Challengers because they mistook each other for the Shadow World natives Calila and Siegler.

"Lanci, do you know, we've prepared a huge surprise for you!"

Antanas ran excitedly to Lanci, clenching her hands in front of her chest, and said.

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All the serious business is done, finally, there's time for some light chat.

"What surprise could it be?"

Lanci asked Antanas with a puzzled look.

Antanas is always this endlessly energetic.

Usually, what she talks about so flamboyantly is not really a big deal; she always tends to exaggerate little things.

"The four of us and Hugh..."

Antanas hadn't finished her sentence when the figures of the four members of the Great Demon Clan disappeared as the Shadow World faded away.

Lanci saw that the countdown timer of the Shadow World had reached zero.

"Oh well, it seems I don't need to look for Master anymore."

He stood there shaking his head and sighing.

Challengers entering from different entrances will return to various entrances at the end.

And he would return to a temporary settlement space with Talia and Cat Boss, whereas Antanas and Hyperion, who entered through another Void Gate, would end up at a different settlement space.

The sun hanging high in the sky above Blood King Palace finally fulfilled its role.

Its light began to dim slowly, like eyes closing at dusk, and in its place, countless stars emerged, like newborn babies opening their eyes for the first time on the sky canvas.

The stars twinkled with bright hope, illuminating this long-darkened land, as if to declare—

A brand-new era filled with limitless possibilities has arrived.

The milky mist spread radiantly, and the architectures of Blood Moon City ascended like bubbles.

Bits of dawn's gentle light, fine and quietly, seeped through the dissipating walls into the central square.

Thus far, the series of Shadow Worlds from the Blood Moon Bad World.

At this moment, reached the time for settlement.