Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1165 - 791: Lanci’s Atrocities, All For Achievements_6

At this critical moment, a sudden change occurred!

"No! I will not lose like this..."

The Pope murmured incantations, shaking his head frantically as if possessed.

The entire Papal Hall ceiling emitted a deafening tearing noise, and countless pieces of broken stone and rubble collapsed down.

Then, a blanket of purging flames surged up from beneath the ground, engulfing the Cloud Temple.

In the center of the flames, a massive creature rose from the ground, slowly taking shape.

It was none other than a nine-headed fire serpent tens of meters in length, its body covered in scales.

"Even if you four Eighth-order ones gang up on me, led by you, Siegler, who is close to Ninth-order, you are still no match for me, definitely not!"

The Pope stood tremblingly, raising his staff of black fog and bone, returning to his frenzied state.

His words seemed to emphasize the fairness of the battle’s outcome, but none of the knights present relaxed enough to consider whether the Pope was merely commentating.

Before his voice fell, the nine-headed fire serpent lunged at everyone, opening its gaping maw and unleashing hot breath.

Rolling flames spread across the ground, scorching the marble floor tiles black and causing searing steam to rise.

The Knight’s formation, transformed into a barrier, resisted the flames with all its might.

Siegler quickly leapt back, narrowly avoiding the serpent’s breath, feeling the scorching heat wave hit her face.

Looking up, she could only see the summon’s body obscuring the sky, its eighteen giant eyes flashing a greedy, mad red, its fangs like a forest and its claws like hooks.

But Siegler was not at all afraid; instead, her fighting spirit soared.

"The Pope has been pushed to the point of needing the power of a summoned beast, do not be afraid!"

She turned around and shouted, encouraging the knights.

"In the name of Empress Kexiya, I come to lend you my aid!"

The Royal assassin followed closely, joining the front lines of the battle.

The two strongest of the Holy Prant Land Sect exchanged a glance, and also joined the fray.

Seeing the humans attack, the nine-headed fire serpent grew even more excited and let out a deafening roar.

With a swoop of its wings, it charged toward the ground.

Its claws carved deep furrows in the marble floor, kicking up a storm of debris.

Siegler led the charge, dropping her sword, and lunged at the fire serpent with her fists.

With a clanging sound, Siegler’s extraordinary strength gathered a dazzling light between her palms as she grappled the serpent’s foreclaw barehanded.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the serpent, the Judgment Chief’s warhammer glowed with a fiery red, slashing fiercely at the serpent’s body. The serpent’s scales were incredibly tough, not budging in the slightest and sending a numbing shock through the Judgment Chief’s hands.

The Royal assassin fired sharp arrows, aiming for the serpent’s eyes, but the scales on the serpent’s head were even thicker, shattering the arrows, which it avoided by closing its eyes.

The Paladin Commander leaped high, spear in hand, thrusting it down towards the serpent’s neck.

Even the Paladin Commander, renowned for his versatility, could only embed the spear tip slightly into the scales and could not penetrate further.

The nine-headed fire serpent roared, pushing with its limbs and shaking all four attackers off at once.

Siegler took the hit and managed to steady herself after five staggering steps.

"Siegler, with just this level, do you think you can replace me?"

The words of Saint Polante Pope hadn’t yet finished when the serpent arched its back, its body shrouded in a layer of brilliant red light.

The light grew increasingly dazzling, making the entire Papal Hall as bright as day.

Then, a piercing howl emanated from the center of the light orb, making every Cleric present shudder in their souls.

The Pope was unbeatable.

This thought overwhelmed everyone’s mind.

Despair began to spread, linking the hearts of all present.

"I will show you that I am the strongest, just roll off that throne in peace."

Siegler pointed arrogantly towards the throne, speaking defiantly to Saint Polante Pope.

The worse the disadvantage, the more intense her fighting spirit.

Her aura was as strong as a queen of this land—never satisfied with controlling what’s before her, she aimed to conquer everything her gaze fell upon.

As the unstoppable behemoth was about to break through their defense and annihilate the entire Papal Hall,

At that moment,

The moonlight descended.

Perhaps it was the arrangement of the Goddess of Destiny, or maybe the care of the Silver Moon Goddess.

Siegler’s body burst into silver light.

Her wounds healed instantly, and her condition exceeded her previous state.

It amazed the Temple Knights to witness this sudden arrival of hope.

"Even the gods stand on our side!"

Siegler’s voice resounded throughout the Helsalem Papal Hall.

"Yes, even the gods are on our side!"

Watching Siegler’s divinely blessed radiance and her growing strength, the other Clerics felt as though victory was in sight, and they too were invigorated.

The Clerics raised their Tin Canes, chanting Curses; as the chant grew stronger, a soft white light began to spread above the Papal Hall, only a pure and devout soul could condense such light. Under this light, everyone felt a comprehensive boost in their condition.

Even the nine-headed fire serpent was pained by the white light in its eyes and let out an agonizing howl.

Siegler’s fierce punch surged forwards, sending the scaly body of the nine-headed fire serpent retreating dozens of meters. Snarling and grimacing, it almost crashed through the wall of the Papal Hall and plummeted into the sea of clouds.

"What, have the gods even chosen you, Siegler?!"

The Pope roared, his voice making the hall tremble.

"No, could you not act like that, please."

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Talia mocked in her mind as she watched with Lanci.