Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 254 - 242: Lanci is Undoubtedly at Least a Seventh-Rank Powerhouse_1

"On what grounds do you question me?"

The silver-armored priest furrowed his brows, he didn’t know why this young man, who did not seem to be of a combat profession, could speak so condescendingly to him.

However, as followers of hegemony, they don’t submit to anything but tangible strength, rather than any illusory matters.

The look in Lanci’s eyes remained indifferent. In his palm appeared an anomalous holy seal, although its shape was somewhat different from the one hung on the chest of the Silver-armored Priest, it was evident they belonged to the same style.

What’s more important, this holy seal was exuding a purple glow!

"A bishop’s direct soldier?"

The silver-armored priest exclaimed in surprise.

He recognized it at a glance. This was a purple-rareness [Proof of Resurrection - Destruction] of a special encryption type. Generally, those who possessed this kind of Holy Seal were favored and tasked with tremendously significant missions under the bishops.

When each Cardinal Bishop took office, their [Proof of the Bishop] would evolve into a title and a totem that matched their own, and they would have the power to generate [Certificate of Rebirth] through [Proof of the Bishop]. So now, there were as many as ten different styles of holy seals.

Regardless of the North or South affiliation, it was a must-learn content for the current Resurrection Believers to be familiar with the totems of the ten Cardinal Bishops.

"It was impolite of me. I am a missionary under Grand Priest Cain of the Bishop of Hegemony branch stationed in Xi Nan Province of the Empire, and I am here performing my duties."

The silver-armored priest reverted to a minimal courtesy towards Lanci,

"But why would a direct soldier of Mr. Bishop of Destruction appear here?"

He turned around, closing the bedroom door, and asked Lanci.

"I have an important mission to visit the cardinal bishops of the Northern Continent. Viscount Francis can provide me with a precious identity disguise and convenience. I hope you can avoid making things difficult for the viscount."

Lanci said gently.

If Hyperion were here, she wouldn’t have any problem kicking this silver-armored priest around like a ball.

But Lanci has never been the kind of irritable person who would resort to action at the first disagreement.

He preferred to win others over with virtue, to let everyone understand the brilliance of humanity and to discuss ways to resolve conflicts and disputes peacefully.

"…"

The silver-armored priest remained silent for a while after listening to Lanci’s words.

But he had no intention of agreeing,

"It seems that you’ve misunderstood something... Though we won’t go too far to trouble the direct soldiers under a Cardinal Bishop, we also have no obligation to obey priests from other branches. We only believe in the strong, not in those with high status."

After speaking, the silver-armored priest gave a slight twist to his wrist and showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. The implication was "I was just being courteous to you earlier."

Having figured out the situation, he decided not to waste any more time.

A mere civilian had no right to command them, and they had killed priests from other branches before.

There was also no need for him to deal with such a weak direct soldier.

After all, even if the Bishop of Destruction came, the Bishop of Hegemony would not give him face.

"I see, so you see me as the weak one?"

Seeing the posture of the silver-armored priest, Lanci asked with a smile.

Sometimes, indeed, there could be some irritable students who dared to challenge school rules.

However, he has always been an enlightened school principal who would use love to guide the lost lamb, actively communicate with them spiritually, instead of using brutal methods to pass judgement on the students.

Without curiosity and pure thirst for knowledge as motivation, students can’t possibly come up with inventions and creations that have tremendous value to humans and society.

"If you’re really strong, why do you need to reason with us instead of simply wiping us out? Are you some kind of merciful person?"

The atmosphere began to heat up.

The silver-armored priest seemed to be mocking Lanci’s petty tricks, stepping closer to him with oppressive strides.

Posturing around was just a game of blowing bubbles.

They would just burst when blown to a certain extent or lightly poked.

"…"

Lanci closed his eyes, perhaps he had given up resistance.

Perhaps the other person was so insignificant in his eyes that he didn’t warrant attention.

"The last student I failed to save was the Goddess of Destruction. I don’t want that tragedy to happen again."

When Lanci opened his eyes slightly again, the gaze full of sorrow but calmness made the Silver-armored Priest feel a chill in his nape, unconsciously halting his steps.

But it was not solely because of this gaze.

It was that his senses seemed to be experiencing some kind of problem.

A strong sense of incongruity spread throughout his heart.

In an instant, he understood the problem - an echo had appeared in this space.

All sounds in the room were cut off by an activated barrier.

At the same time, the air in the room suddenly became oppressively stifling, bordering on solidifying. In this space of sealed sound echoed a mournful, blood-curdling scream.

Countless ghosts appeared as if from another dimension, their figures overlapping, making it impossible to distinguish individual entities. Like a choir, the echoing sound was so heavy that the heart of the Silver-armored Priest nearly stopped beating.

The Silver-armored Priest, like someone struck by lightning, clutched his ears in agony, his body trembling under the psychic assault that exceeded any limit.

"Is this the force you wanted? Does it bring you pleasure?"

As Lanci’s words fell, they blended with the mournful screams within the skull of the Silver-armored Priest.

"Aaah!!!"

The screams of the Silver-armored Priest pierced through the boundary of reality and nightmare. The ever-intensifying mournful wails in the room were like sharp daggers repeatedly piercing his eardrums, slicing his nerves, making him feel as if his body and soul were being torn apart.

The cabin seemed to have turned into a secret room of a ghost ship on the sea of black fog. It was no longer a physical ship, but a ship filled with fear, despair, and death.

Yet, in this most terrifying moment, the brown-haired youth sat still beside the bed. Everything was no more than a clamor passing by his ears.

He was motionless, his gaze still full of indescribable majesty.

"Mercy, my lord! I was wrong!!!"

The Silver-armored Priest collapsed on his knees in pain, not far from Lanci, about to break down.

Compared to the psychic torture he was enduring, what was truly submerging him was a fear within, like a torrential tsunami.

He dared not imagine what the other’s identity might be. Although he didn’t recognize the Epic-level psychic spell that Lanci was using, he knew that the barrier that had sealed the room was a seventh-order spell!

Teaching... Goddess of Destruction... seventh order or above... and a Holy Seal for direct soldiers that only Cardinal Bishops can personally produce...

He dared not guess any further who this person truly was!

Lanci silently dispelled the Sound of Purgatory, which had been constantly resonating and intensifying.

Several ghostly apparitions of demons, as if obeying his command, gradually quietened their wailing, eventually submitting under his feet, disappearing in the invisible darkness.

At the same time, another magic card that had just been cast returned to Lanci’s hand.

It was a spell card of Blue Preciousness grade.

[Sound Sealing Barrier]

[Category: Magic Card]

[Grade: Blue Preciousness]

[Tier: 7]

[Effect: Continuously consume mana, use barrier to seal the sound within the range, and completely isolate it from the outside world.]

[Note: Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know.]

Although finished magic cards of seventh-order are expensive regardless, blue function cards of seventh-order, on the contrary, aren’t as costly. Lanci, using his relationship with the branch of the Cardmaker’s Association of Hutton Kingdom, bought one at a special price for the Cat boss.

Powerful users of Music Rhythm Magic often utilize this functional card to amplify the effects of rhythm magic, and it is also a convenient life spell.

However, because it’s so energy-intensive, Cat boss couldn’t sustain too large a barrier, otherwise his limited mana would be depleted in an instant.

After the sound barrier in the room was lifted, the sound of the sea breeze and waves returned to this guest room.

Everything seemed calm and peaceful, as if nothing had happened before.

The buzzing in the Silver-armored Priest’s ears gradually subsided, but the shock in his pupils could not be stopped any longer.