Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1289 - 820: A Night of Terror in the Lanci Empire

The rain grows heavier, gradually drowning out the sound of the wind, the call of the owls, swallowing every subtle disturbance.

The torrential rain pelts down, raindrops like beads and arrows, beating upon the earth.

The forest surrounding the villa is cut off from the world by the curtain of rain, the surrounding darkness almost engulfing it.

Lightning streaks across the sky, thunder roars, illuminating the pointed roof and towering chimney of the manor.

Outside the courtyard.

The eyes of a night raven penetrate the dense curtain of rain, drawing closer to this brightly lit mansion.

Through the rain-washed windows, one can vaguely make out the luxurious interior decor and the flickering lights by the window.

A few blurred shadows hide in the bushes, as if spying on something.

The storm howls, and the rain splashing onto the windows adds to the obscurity.

Just then, the villa's main door is opened silently, and four slender figures ghostly enter the interior.

They move gracefully, their faces stern.

Raindrops furiously pelt the rooftop, yet they remain completely dry.

The few figures do not rush to act.

Instead, they exchange glances.

Today, their target is to kill Professor Landry, the military scientist of the Cerryti Empire.

Antanas and Sinola, the lock-picking experts, easily unlock Professor Landry's house's door.

Pranay remains outside to keep watch.

With Pranay's alertness, they will get the best escape route immediately after completing the task, while also guarding against Violet, the Sixth Army God of Aquamarine, detecting them.

"..."

The Snow Witch signals them to halt.

The other three stop in their tracks due to the Snow Witch's gesture.

"There is a presence with strong magic power on the first floor, I'll go and seal it off, you go straight to the second floor and kill Landry."

The Snow Witch frowns, signaling to the others.

She had considered from the start that there might be another master in Landry's house, but did not expect it to be this troublesome.

Even she is a bit unclear about the opponent's strength.

However, fortunately, it seems that this mysterious entity with massive magic power on the first floor is completely off guard.

So the best strategy is for her, Almis, to keep an eye on this opponent on the first floor, while having Hyperion lead Antanas and Sinola—two killers who can perfectly break any barrier and spell—to the second floor to take Professor Landry's head.

"..."

Hyperion, Antanas, and Sinola exchange solemn nods, not daring to take it lightly.

An enemy that even the Snow Witch is so wary of must mean this person on the first floor is indeed not simple; they must act clean and swift later to ensure a foolproof escape.

In a silent exchange of eye contact, the action plan is set.

They merge nearly into one with the shadows inside the manor, approaching the stairs with no trace of their presence.

The master of the manor is completely unaware—

—The Death God is about to arrive.

...

At the end of the second-floor corridor, inside a bedroom, two young women are deep in sweet sleep.

The room is dim, the thick curtains blocking out the moonlight from outside, barely outlining the contours of the wardrobe, dressing table, and other furniture.

Talia and Sigrid are covered under soft down quilts, their bodies rising and falling ever so slightly in the dark, one with hair like a silver waterfall, the other with long honey-green hair, resembling two lazy ragdoll cats.

Raindrops gently tap on the glass window, the distant rumble of thunder mixes with their long, even breathing.

Suddenly.

Talia opens her eyes from her slumber.

Her golden pupils are bright and clear even in the darkness.

Talia sits up, her gaze scanning in the darkness, as if she's sensed something.

At that moment, Talia's gaze also finds a pair of purple eyes opened in the dim light.

She realizes that Sikder is also awake.

"..."

Sigrid doesn't immediately speak with Talia, instead she holds up her index finger to her lips, signaling Talia to be silent.

The two nod to each other in understanding.

Someone has come to their home.

One realized the enemy's presence through the magic on the door lock, the other by sensing the approach of a strong aura.

And this visitor, their target is surely Lanci.

Talia and Sigrid exchange a glance, their faces filled with gravity.

"Go to Lanci's room."

Sigrid makes a decision.

"Let's go together."

They get out of bed in perfect sync, heading towards the master bedroom at the end of the second-floor corridor of the house.

...

The master bedroom at the end of the second floor.

The closed door is pushed open slightly, Sigrid and Talia holding their breath as they sneak into the room, staying close to the door.

When Talia notices that Sigrid needs to open the door a bit wider than her to enter, she feels an inexplicable touch of jealousy.

The decor in the master bedroom is simple but tasteful, and the young man on the bed is sleeping soundly.