Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1166 - 791: Lanci’s All Outrageous Actions Merely Seeking Achievements_7

Despite admitting that Teacher Lan’s portrayal of the villain was well done, with freely controlled acting skills, some lines were just too pointedly aimed, giving her the shivers.

She was a bit worried that Siegler couldn’t keep up with Lanci’s performance.

Inside the Throne Hall.

The Clergy’s beams of light continuously directed at the Nine-headed Fire Snake, with their hymns unceasing.

The white light grew ever brighter, turning into chains that wrapped around the limbs and torso of the Nine-headed Fire Snake, followed by the simultaneous attacks from the Paladin, the Judgment Chief, and the royal Assassin.

The Nine-headed Fire Snake let out a earth-shaking roar, struggling with all its might, but the force that Siegler was directly confronting was simply too overpowering.

Its scales began to peel off, one by one, and the red light in its eyes gradually dimmed.

Seizing this opportunity, Siegler once again raised her heavy fist and smashed it down on the Nine-headed Fire Snake.

With a thunderous boom, the colossal body of the Nine-headed Fire Snake collapsed and crashed onto the floor of the Papal Hall, creating a huge pit.

Splattering blood instantly filled the entire staircase, flowing down the steps.

As the dust settled, silence was restored.

Siegler leaped down from the gradually dissipating Nine-headed Fire Snake, blood-soaked yet still standing tall like a pine.

"We... won?"

The main forces gradually appeared, each bearing significant wounds but also all breathing sighs of relief.

Meanwhile, Pope Lankelos Saint Anastasius had quietly escaped at some point, vanished without a trace.

"He actually ran away...!"

Siegler scanned the surroundings, her gaze sweeping over the broken walls within the hall, clutching her fist.

"He knew he could not defeat you, and so he fled in a panic, Your Majesty Siegler."

Grand Justice Elm emerged from the crowd behind and knelt before Siegler.

"Your Majesty Siegler, please continue to lead us."

The Paladin and the Judgment Chief also paid their respects with a salute, offering their blessings.

The clear moonlight pierced through the clouds, cascading down from midair and casting the entire Papal Hall in a silver-white glow.

The darkness gradually lifted; beyond the shattered dome, a clear night sky slowly unfurled.

Through the vast breach, the pointed spire of Helshalem City was faintly visible.

"Your Majesty Siegler..."

"Your Majesty Siegler!"

"Your Majesty Siegler!!!"

The Clergy gradually began to chant Siegler’s name in unison, eagerly awaiting her ascension to her rightful throne.

Siegler, with her head bowed and fists clenched tight.

When she raised her head again, the sorrow of parting in her eyes was concealed, and she ascended the steps to the throne.

"This is a victory for us all."

Siegler, seated on the throne, looked around,

"To my surviving comrades, I hereby declare, in the name of the new Pope, Siegler Saint Anastasius, that with the exposure of the old emperor’s conspiracy, it is time for Holy Spirit Lante Church to be reborn!"

She proclaimed aloud.

The long-absent sacred light shone upon the high Rose Window of the Throne Hall, filling the entire hall and lending this moment the solemnity and sacredness of times of war.

Under her guidance as the Holy Emperor Siegler, the future of Holy Spirit Lante Church was rewritten, filled with endless hope and possibilities.

...

Meanwhile, in the night sky.

A figure in a white robe was speeding over the territory of the Holy Spirit Lante Church.

[Under your arrangement, the internal affairs of the Holy Prant Land Sect were in turmoil.]

[Siegler, at the head of the Holy Spirit Lante Church reformist faction, presented irrefutable evidence - the Pope’s past medical report and multiple war records, proving that the Pope had been afflicted by a Ninth-order Epic-level Spirit Curse years ago in the war, incurable.]

[The closer the Pope comes to his later years, the more he would lose his mind, losing himself and possibly harming everyone indiscriminately.]

[As the saintess personally chosen and most trusted by the Pope, it was her duty and responsibility to ask the Pope to make his exit.]

[You and Siegler put on a good act; you were surrounded and besieged in the Saint Poulante Papal Hall Throne Hall by the reformist faction led by Siegler.]

[You showed your vulnerability in the first phase; the ominous signs of old age in the second phase, and complete madness in the third phase.]

[After being narrowly defeated by Siegler and a group of the main church forces, you went utterly mad and fled the Papal Hall, heading south.]

[From there, Siegler rapidly took control of the Holy Spirit Lante Church with her talents, becoming the new Holy Emperor of Holy Prant Land Sect.]

"Due to the uncertainty regarding the whereabouts of the defeated old Pope, who seems to have gone south, the entire south of Holy Spirit Lante Church will enter the highest state of alert."

Lanci murmured to himself.

After revealing the truth of the Huo Ning Empire with Siegler in the Principal’s Office and making his final arrangements, Siegler, though reluctant, still agreed to Lanci’s request.

The south was now in grave peril, and a catastrophe was looming.

She understood that only she could take over the Pope’s heavy responsibilities while allowing him to cast off his burden and head south for a final struggle.

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So, after Lanci chose to go to the Sanct Holy Lante Capital of Hershalraym, everything evolved into this.

"Even if you meet your end, a new Ninth-order Holy Emperor will soon emerge within the Holy Prant Land Sect, and your fall has become a foregone conclusion. Whatever you do next won’t shake the core of the Holy Prant Land Sect... On the contrary, the more evil deeds you commit, the more it will validate Siegler’s righteousness, strengthening her cohesion within the Holy Prant Land Sect..."

Talia thought, realizing the effect Lanci’s performance would have after playing out this drama.

"It’s not over yet."

Lanci’s gaze turned towards the south, answering Talia.

Everything around changed.

He transformed into a shadow, not knowing how long he had flown, crossing over the land of Holy Prant Land Sect, and the towering fortress city-state situated on the southern border of Holy Prant Land Sect was soon to come into view.