Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 851: The Strongest in the Southern Continent vs. the Strongest

In the huge Cremona Memorial Square, only the White-robed Pope and Hecintus were left.

The wind was freezing and the snow was almost weightless.

The vast snow curtain covered the entire square, dyeing the world into a vast expanse of white.

Snowflakes rolled in the wind, like countless crystal clear butterflies, circling and dancing over the battlefield.

When the ice crystal butterfly flew over, the fight between the two finally unfolded outside the barrier.

Their simple collision stirred up a violent air current, blowing the snowflakes all over the place and blocking the view of all spectators.

Hecintus held the Sword of the Heroic Spirit of Seiros in his hand. The Seiros curse on the sword was like the bright moon in the dark night. He swung the sword lightly, as if to cut the earth protected by the barrier into four parts.

The white-robed Pope stood in the center of the collapsed square, not taking a single step back.

"Show some real skill, Hecintus."

The white-robed Pope looked at Hecintus indifferently, as if telling Hecintus that the power was not enough to hurt him at the moment.

Wherever the silver light of the Age of Gods passed, the void was shattered, reality was distorted, and even space was severed by this unparalleled force.

"I heard that your fighting style is more inclined to defense and counterattack. Why do you look like a turtle shell to me?"

Hyacinthus's slashing attack made the buildings outside the square as fragile as paper. Entire buildings were shaking and cracking constantly under the impact of the sword energy. The bottomless cracks spread like spider webs, cutting the hard earth into pieces.

The towering church was cut into countless pieces by the sword energy and collapsed like dominoes.

The ground in the square was lifted up, and the statues and monuments were not spared. They were cut, shattered, and finally turned into powder by the sword energy.

"I'm just worried that this barrier won't hold up."

Lanqi replied without taking a step back.

Behind him, the sound of rocks cracking and the roar of the ground collapsing was endless.

The aftermath of the slash even caused the crystal sky barrier covering the square to shatter.

The crystal clear barrier cracked inch by inch under the impact of the sword energy, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The shattered crystals fell like rain, reflecting dazzling light and turning into broken stars, scattering on the earth.

The barrier's ability to repair itself is also extraordinary. Whenever it breaks, new crystals will quickly grow, as if time is flowing backwards, to fill in the gaps.

However, facing Hecintus's casual attacks, this repair began to be unable to cope with it.

The barrier is beginning to break faster than it can be repaired.

Loren hadn't even taken the initiative to launch an attack.

The edge of the second crystal sky barrier two kilometers away.

"monster……"

Simon Luo's forehead was covered with sweat, and his hands were shaking from controlling the barrier.

Simonlo, the Eleventh God of War who maintained this barrier, could feel the aftermath of the battle even through the strongest barrier.

The aftermath was weakened by two layers of barriers, but it still made him terrified.

Every cell in his body was clamoring in protest, but he gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain of the overloaded resonance of his magic and energy centers, and maintained the stability of the barrier.

This barrier is the last barrier for the residents of Blildar. Once it collapses, the outside world will be faced with a devastating battle, and the consequences will be disastrous.

On the tall building outside the second, most solid barrier, bloodthirsty reporters were still filming this shocking battle.

They set up heavy equipment and risked their lives just to capture this historic moment.

"Hesintos and Loren have already started fighting! It looks like they are just testing the waters right now, but the power is..."

There was a mixture of excitement and fear in their eyes, and they spoke passionately to the camera behind them.

But the aftermath of the battle was so strong that it was still so fierce even through the barrier. The reporters were also blown away by the air waves, tumbling in the air, and their equipment was constantly blown up and dropped.

Simon Luo saw it and was worried.

He cast a small wind shield spell to cover and lift up the reporters, ensuring that they could land safely and avoid harm.

At the same time, he also had to divide his attention to maintain the barrier, and he was already trying his best.

Sweat flowed down Simonro's cheeks. He once again turned his gaze to the center of the battlefield with a solemn expression.

In the center of the distant Cretan Memorial Square, Hecintos held the Sword of the Heroic Spirit of Seiros, and the new slash seemed to cut the world in half. Wherever the divine silver light passed, fine cracks appeared in the air, and it could collapse at any time.

"You don't want to make a move, or you can't make a move?"

Hecintus asked the white-robed pope, pressing his sword against his neck at close range.

"If I attack again, this barrier might not hold up. Let's just wait a little longer."

Facing Hecintus's earth-shattering blow, Lanqi stood with his hands behind his back, without even making a defensive move. He just took on Hecintus's blow and let the sword energy wreak havoc in front of him.

He had no intention of attacking, but just kept defending and resolving the situation.

But this defense is impeccable.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier that protected the Pope tightly. No matter how sharp the sword was, it could not leave even a scratch on him.

"How strange."

Hecintus was busy observing the white-robed Pope.

Under his blow, the Pope's white robe remained as white as new. His face was calm and detached. He didn't care about this shocking battle at all. Everything was under his control.

The defense was almost perfect.

This kind of detachment doesn't seem to be acted.

But at the same time, there was a sense of incongruity.

The rubble and broken walls on the ground were swept up high and swirled in the air like a crazy storm.

The atmosphere compressed around them, becoming dense and heavy.

At this moment, the entire Kreming Empire and even the entire Southern Continent in the north were holding their breath, waiting for the outcome of the first round of the battle.

Who has the upper hand and who has the lower hand will determine who is in the position of challenger.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the constantly shaking and garbled images in the broadcast camera.

"You can't attack, not that you don't want to attack, right?"

Hecintus stopped beheading the white-robed Pope and asked, letting the blizzard in the sky fall again with gravity in the brief and stable airflow.

Even if the opponent knows that he is good at countering magic, he shouldn't continue to not attack like this.

This wait, combined with the thirty-minute ceasefire that the Pope had initially threatened, seemed more like a long-term delaying tactic.

The opponent is waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

Or maybe the time has come.

But is this opportunity inside or outside the battlefield?

"You can try your luck."

Lanci played psychological warfare as usual.

"The more I look at you, the more I think there's something wrong with you."

Hecintus analyzed that compared to a truly powerful man, the White Pope was more like an actor.

The White Pope's defense was somewhat unreasonable to begin with.

No defense is perfect. The stronger the defense, the greater the cost and the more restrictions it often brings. However, the defense of this white-robed pope seems to have no weaknesses and no negative effects.

It was like an eternal wall, blocking Hecintus, and no matter how Hecintus attacked, it remained motionless.

Unless the incredible defensive ability of the White Pope was obtained at some cost, he might not be able to launch an attack at all, with all his strength concentrated on defense.

It is also possible that, going a step further, this White-robed Pope has been bluffing from the very beginning and that he is not that powerful at all.

"Since you are unwilling to make a move, I will go and deal with your companions first. Do you have the ability to stop me?"

Hecintus looked directly at the white-robed Pope and spoke.

"..."

The white-robed Pope seemed calm on the surface, but in fact he felt that he could no longer hold on.

His biggest weakness was not anything else, but that if Hecintus wanted to leave, he couldn't keep him.

Once it holds out for a period of time, Hecintos will definitely discover the problem.

All Lanci could do was to hold Hecintos back as long as possible.

But it seems that time has now reached its limit.

"You really won't stop me?"

Hecintos had a smile on his face; his verification was successful.

Just when Hecintos was about to ignore the white-robed Loren and leave.

Suddenly, his steps stopped.

"..."

Hecintus frowned and turned his head to look towards the direction of the God's Temple on the west side of Blildar.

Because at this moment, he felt an unprecedented fluctuation of magical power.

Lanqi finally breathed a sigh of relief and exhaled white mist as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"Sigrid, I knew you were the most reliable."

He talked to himself with a smile on his face.

The magic power was pure and powerful. It was like a thunderclap, exploding deep in the souls of all the strong men in the city-state of Brildah.

Two kilometers away.

Simonro, who was reinforcing the barrier, was now staring at the west side of Brillda.

"what is going on……"

Simon Luo was very familiar with this magic.

It was clearer than what he felt when he was in the battle to encircle Loren in the Valhalla Canyon, about 300 kilometers outside the eastern border of the Kingdom of Alolan.

If you don't use your eyes to see, but only use magic to perceive, the existence in the direction of the Temple of Gods looks more like Loren than the white-robed Loren in the Krelian Memorial Square!

……

Southeast side, Harthel Harbor, the territory of the Blildad Mafia.

Ifatia's figure was graceful in the snow, sparks of curse dancing between her white fingers. When she puffed up her cheeks and blew the flames, they eventually turned into a dark flame of curse that filled the sky and covered all the enemies.

These cursed flames seemed to have life and rushed towards Kangzel, who was led by the God of War. Wherever they passed, the blizzard was instantly evaporated and turned into curling black smoke.

The flames greedily burned the metal prosthesis of the Eighth Military God Hao Jinshi Kangzel, making a sizzling sound.

Conzel let the flames rage on his body.

In the light of the fire, the metal armor on his body was as indestructible as a metal fortress. The flames burned on his body, but he could not feel any pain at all.

"Don't even think about it, Seventh Military God!"

Talia's eyes caught a glimpse of fire, and with a backhand wave, the gray vine cracks suddenly extended, like a giant python entangled in hard thorns, and rushed straight towards the sneak attack by Philip, the Blood Jade of the Seventh Army, with lightning speed.

From the beginning, Blood Jade Philip wanted to break through their defenses and find Miaiya.

Wherever the vines passed, the containers were cut in half and everything was crushed.

"He's in the way."

The fourth military god, Emerald Jasper, commanded the mechanical army to intercept.

Countless mechanical puppets rose into the air and tangled with the vines.

Lasers and artillery fire collided with thorns and branches. The vines were cut off and the mechanical puppets were knocked away. The sky was full of wreckage and debris, and the area within a hundred meters was in a mess and devastation.

Philip, who successfully avoided the control of the vines, has completely fallen into a state of rampage.

His eyes passed over the red shadow and passed through the sea of ​​flames of Ifatia's curse. The blood in his body surged, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked. Every step he took left a huge footprint, and the area within a few meters was scorched.

He swung his fist and smashed it against the ground. The blood on the ground suddenly erupted like magma, forcing Ifatiyatalia and Migaiya to retreat again and again.

"No pain?"

Seeing this, Ifatia frowned slightly.

At the same time, she once again concentrated her magic power and increased the output of the flame, believing that her sister could stop the sudden attack of Blood Jade Philip.

The temperature of the cursed flame suddenly rose, turning from pitch black to deep purple. The flame formed a huge net, spreading behind Kanzel, and was about to engulf Jasper, whom he was protecting.

In another corner of the battlefield, Jasper had already made a full effort. His aura suddenly rose. He pressed the detonator in his hand. In an instant, countless silver lights appeared from the void, shining like stars in the wind and snow. A legion of mechanical soldiers were arranged in neat rows, and their number almost covered the sky.

The next moment, Jasper gave an order and the mechanical army took collective action. The horn arms deformed and turned into cannon barrels, gun barrels, and blades, swooping down in the blizzard.

Along with the self-detonation of some mechanical soldiers, artillery fire roared and thundered, dense light beams and bullets poured down, sharp blades cut through the cold wind, and bombarded Talia and Ifatia with the momentum of the sky collapsing.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, the space in front of Talia instantly twisted and filled with gray cracks.

A few seconds later, there was a humming sound, and the crack suddenly expanded, turning into a space vortex that swallowed up all the attacking mechanical soldiers and disappeared without a trace.

Then the vortex burst into light like a black hole, until it exploded and intersected.

Mi Gaiya instantly smashed the teddy bear doll in her hand to the ground, and the dark silk threads suddenly extended into a barrier, interweaving into a huge teddy bear in the wind and snow, blocking the three of them and isolating all the impact.

"It's really hard to handle. How can the opponent be so strong and able to fight so well?"

The dark magic thread surrounded Mi Gaiya's body, following her like a shadow, mending the teddy bear's wounds as if with a spirit, and allowing it to withstand the undercurrent shield.

Migaia took the opportunity to cast a spell to heal Ifatia and Talia.

After the aftermath of this collision dissipates, the opponent's surprise attack and fire suppression may come again.

The battle situation is stalemate and difficult to resolve.

Mi Gaiya clearly felt that the pressure on their side was greater.

But at this moment.

The six figures seemed to sense something at the same time, and they all looked towards the west side of Brildah.

There, an extremely powerful magical force appeared, the power of faith was as strong as a mountain and as vast as the sea.

"Sister Sid succeeded!"

Ifatia murmured, her eyes full of surprise.

"I can feel that Lanqi is very panicked. His heartbeat seems to be transmitted to me." Talia also wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Even though Ranch, who has always remained calm on the battlefield, was responsible for the lives of all his companions this time, and Talia also felt the pressure on Ranch.

"Wait, sister, is it possible that you used too much of his magic power, so his heartbeat is so fast?"

Ifatia suddenly asked.

"Ifa, you..."

Talia was speechless.

I don’t know since when, my sister has been led astray by Ranchi and her thoughts have become Ranchi.

……

Above the Abbey of St. Clement on the south side of Brildha.

The three military gods who were still listening to Pranai's negotiation plan all sensed the changes in the direction of the Temple of the Gods.

"How could a more powerful source of magic appear?"

"What level of stuff is this, meow?"

The 12th Military God Cat's Eye Bianca asked in disbelief.

Could it be that the person who was at the Kremer Memorial Plaza earlier was a fake Loren who deceived the world and stole his reputation?
And the purpose of his appearance was to deceive them and force Geyat into a desperate situation, and lure Geyat to unlock the seal of the illusory territory?
Her heart was pounding.

"Could it be that your purpose just now was also to delay time in order to buy time to rescue the real Loren?"

The Ninth Military God Amethyst Ryan guessed the possible cause and effect in a short time.

"Now we also have a true ninth level here."

Antanas smirked.

Their work of delaying was done.

Lanci often gives the safest jobs to these three.

Except for the Blood Moon City which was forcibly sent to the powerful enemy by the seventh ancestor, Marquis Helitier, in other situations, Lanqi would not let them take action even if he could.

The unbalanced combat power was finally balanced due to Lanqi's trickery.

She no longer has any psychological pressure or fear.

"I think there's still no need for us to fight. We can just wait for them to decide the winner."

Pranay continued to preach to the three military gods opposite.

He looked calm on the surface, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In the past, he would never be willing to take such a gamble. It was because he was obsessed with trusting Lanqi that he followed Lanqi in doing stupid things again and again.

"hateful!"

Ryan gritted his teeth and hesitated, looking at the monastery and the three great demons in a dilemma.

He knew clearly that even if one of the sides won in their weakest sub-battlefield, it would not change the situation in the main battlefield much, because if they went to the Krein Memorial Square, they would most likely get in the way, and would instead make it difficult for the ninth-rank strongmen on his side to move freely.

But when he thought this in his heart, he felt like he had fallen into the other party's trap.

"Ryan, don't delay with the enemies any longer, defeat them quickly and help control the barrier!"

The voice of the fourth military god, Jasper, came from the communication channel and fell into the ears of the three military gods.

She was obviously very dissatisfied with the battle situation here and took command personally.

Among the Ninth, Tenth, and Twelfth Military Gods, Ryan is a dual-physical and magical god, while Julius and Bianca are both physical gods. Ryan can help Simon Luo strengthen and maintain the barrier, while Julius and Bianca can seize the initiative outside the battlefield.

"No way, we won't fall for it again, meow!"

Bianca looked at the demon with her pupils erect and screamed.

"You despicable demons deliberately chose the battlefield of Saint Cremorne Monastery, but don't think I will hesitate any longer."

Ryan gritted his teeth and was determined to fight. He summoned his deep purple griffin magic sword from the void. Then his figure flashed and he swung the sword in front of the three great demons.

They may have seriously failed in their duty.

The only way to make up for it now is to fight to the death.

Shinola's long skirt fluttered in the wind, and she rushed forward, confronting Ryan head-on.

The black clothes and purple shadows were entangled, the sword light and the sickle shadow were intertwined, and a translucent light blue barrier was also unfolded at this time, moving quickly in the air.

……

Ostro Heights, the Temple of the Gods.

The central space surrounding the twelve majestic arches, the restricted area directly below the transparent glass mirror—

In the collapsing center of the earth, a black mosaic Rubik's Cube with an eerie red glow was bound to a stone platform by layers of chains, and the upright glittering forbidden magic steel had been untied.

Loren emerged from the mist and left the virtual territory.

"No, that's impossible..."

Geyat's voice trembled and his pupils kept shrinking.

Although he is not a traitor subjectively.

But when he thought carefully about his suspicions and what he was actually doing at this moment, he was no better than a traitor!
Everything is over.

Now, except for not backstabbing his companions, he has no way to clear himself!

"Gayat, why are you so afraid of me?"

Loren just glanced at Geyat and waved his index finger lightly. Several criss-crossing walls of light fell from the sky and blocked Geyat inside. The seriously injured Geyat, who had lost his will to fight, was imprisoned by the wall of light and could not move.

He was used to his enemies looking at him in inexplicable horror.

The most important thing for him at this moment is definitely not to fight with Geyat, but he will not allow Geyat, the god of war, to do whatever he wants freely.

There was only one person present who could help him solve the real question.

"Sigrid the Tyrant."

Loren looked at Sigrid.

He had heard from the Ice and Snow Witch that this was one of the few cardinals in the Northern Continent who could be on good terms with the Goddess of Destiny. Unlike the hostile situation on their side in the Southern Continent, the Tyrant Branch could even be said to be a partner of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

Even though he had just come out, one could infer from Geyat's reaction that it was Tyrannical Catholic who had saved him with a trick, forcing Geyat to unlock the Illusory Territory.

"Stop talking, go help Lanci. He is pretending to be you and fighting Hecintus now. If Hecintus defeats us today, the entire Allied countries will become this madman's battlefield."

Sigrid threw a record crystal key to Loren, who caught it steadily.

"..."

Loren read the information on the crystal key and flashed it through his mind at a speed ten thousand times faster.

The crystal key records the process of the Silver Moon Restoration Society's siege of Blood Moon City, as well as Lanqi's inferences after returning to the ground.

Sigrid believed that with Loren's mental power, combined with his perception of the current overall battle situation in Brildah, he would be able to quickly understand the contents and figure out the cause and effect.

The content recorded above is more likely to be forged from the perspective of the God of War and the citizens of Blildar, but Loren is originally in their ally camp, and Lanqi firmly believes that Loren will believe him.

"Thank you for rescuing me."

While Loren understood the crystal key, he used detection magic to observe the overall situation of Brildha, and in a flash he disappeared in the Temple of the Gods.

……

The buildings within a two-kilometer radius of the Kremer Memorial Square have long been reduced to ruins, with only broken walls and ruins covered with snow.

In the center of the square, Hecintus looked back slightly and glanced at the motionless white-robed Pope, as if he understood something.

"interesting."

His conclusion was indeed correct. The guy in the white robe had been bluffing from the very beginning and had no ability to stop him at all.

All this effort and intrigue was put into rescuing the real Loren.

This actor-like struggle also made Hecintos feel extremely funny.

"I will kill your companions today as punishment for you."

After saying that, Hecintos rushed out of the barrier of the Cremorne Memorial Plaza.

Although he had his back to the Pope, he could feel the Pope's gaze on his back, which was filled with stern hostility.

But the White Pope could not stop him.

He could only watch Hecintos go away but was powerless to do anything.

Just as Hecintus was about to leave Cremorne Square, a violent gust of air suddenly cut through the snowy sky, like an invisible heavy sword striking the scabbard that Hecintus had suddenly raised.

Hecintos also reacted in the instant just now and blocked the storm that was enough to shake the ninth level.

"Hyacinthus, your opponent is me."

The angry voice echoed in the crystal sky barrier.

At the top of the distant building, the wind of the Age of Gods filled the air. The air currents around the figure of the black-robed priest turned into pure electric light, which continuously caused the electric cocoon to explode. He raised his hand in the direction of the sky and the earth, and blasted Hecinthos away with the heavy sword of air currents.

"I won't let people like you continue to harm innocent people in the southern continent."

The void exploded, and a loud noise accompanied by a blinding light echoed in the barrier.

Loren's profile was depicted in sharp black and white shadows, with his short brown hair flying in the wind. It was the look of an absolutely strong man looking down at the ground.

"Oh?"

Hecintos put down his scabbard and looked at the ninth-rank warrior who appeared in the distance.
"I went through so much trouble just to rescue you."

Hecintus seemed to find it a little ridiculous and smiled.

He didn't seem annoyed by it either.

Because in his opinion, it makes no difference who you fight with, the final outcome will be that you will be killed by him.

In the next breath, Loren's figure flashed to the Kreming Memorial Square and stood next to Lanqi.

"Lanqi, please step back and leave the rest to me."

Although Loren felt mixed emotions after understanding the current situation, it was an ordinary entrance examination. As the dean of the Sage Academy, he inspected the freshman examination as he did in previous years. From then on, the gears of fate turned by the goddess of fate began to catch fire.

But at this moment, Loren had no other thoughts to think about the future.

There are thousands of lights behind him, so the only right thing for him to do is to live up to everyone's efforts to rescue him, defeat Hecintos, and stop this crazy guy.

"Teacher, come on."

Lanqi had a thousand words to say at this moment. The person he thought he would never see again now appeared beside him as if in a dream. However, all his words were finally reduced to this one sentence. He patted Loren's shoulder hard, then turned and walked back.

"Ah."

Loren nodded slightly, no longer paying attention to Lanqi who was walking away from him, and only staring at Hecintos in the distance.

He believed that Lanqi could evacuate safely and did not need his protection.

Lanqi has now become even stronger than he imagined, and he has been able to deal with such an opponent for so long without any fear.

Or maybe it could be said that everyone in the Sages' Academy was right about Ranchi from the beginning. His mind was truly a monster. As long as Ranchi was there, they could fight back against a devastating situation.

"Thank you, goddess of fate, for keeping Lanqi on the side of righteousness."

Loren prayed silently to the goddess.

Lanci's excessive talents and extreme thinking often put him on the dividing line between good and evil. The slightest deviation may lead him to fall into the evil path similar to Hecintos.

But Lanqi has a firm mind and always knows clearly which line cannot be crossed. He will never lose himself no matter what. This is why Loren is willing to let Lanqi grow freely and believe in Lanqi.

……

At Ikrit Academy, the clock read shortly after ten in the morning.

At the Gela Memorial Square, the open-air giant screen and the surrounding steps are bathed in sunlight.

Unlike usual, the number of students watching the outdoor giant screen at this moment was obviously dozens of times more than usual. The noise and discussion were endless, and the streets near the Jera Memorial Square were almost empty.

"What's going on? Wasn't the pope in the white robe just now Dean Loren?"

"Although the White-robed Pope is more of a master than Dean Loren, it is strange that he only defends and does not attack. Dean Loren's fighting style is also defensive and counterattack-oriented, but not purely defensive like that."

"No matter what, the strongest finally faced off against the strongest!"

"It must be the result of the success of all their strategies."

"Defeat Hyacinthus!"

The people of Ikerit were not shaken by the sudden change, but shouted even louder.

At this moment, Hecintus no longer seemed invincible to them.

Because they also have the strongest fighting force that can make people feel at ease.

……

At the Brillda Mafia Port, the battle scenes projected onto the containers by Abigail's mechanical assistant made Talia and Ifatia feel less psychologically stressed during the battle, and they even felt excited.

Lanci has successfully completed her mission, so Talia can fight without worries.

Miaiya looked with relief towards the distant center of Brillda and her strongest friend who appeared on the screen.

"come on?"

"Don't die?"

Everyone in their communication channel learned the news that the plan had been accomplished, and sensed the success of the battle between the ninth-level Loren and Hecintos, and they were very excited.

Although the biggest gamble in their difficult plan today is that the ninth-level Loren can defeat the ninth-level Hecintos.

But here we are.

No one seemed to be worried about Loren or want to cheer him up.

Because he has always been the one who wins what is rightfully his.

"You have to win, my friend."

Mi Gaiya clenched her hands, looked at the battle situation on the screen and gave her blessings.

The wind blew across the empty Krewe Memorial Plaza.

Hecintos and Loren stood on each side and looked at each other. The encounter of the ninth-level aura and magic power alone caused cracks in the sky barrier, and the snowflakes were cut and scattered, making the two only powerful gods in the southern continent tremble.

The strongest duel is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)