Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 150 - 139 Lanci’s Choice_1

At this moment, the entirety of Ichrite Academy’s Jera Memorial Square fell into a deafening silence.

Every single tree, every falling leaf, even every gust of wind seemed to freeze, sunken in silent shock.

Even the people around the square, whether they were serious professors passing by, lively students, or moving service staff, had all stopped motionlessly, their eyes wide open, watching the unexpected turn of events.

In the image above—

The Goddess of Destruction had knelt before Lanci, unable to rise.

As if a headmaster had caught a recalcitrant student misbehaving and accordingly punished them.

Finally.

"Did you guys see the card he used…"

A student asked in shock.

"I remembered a psychic spell called [Mental Interference] that can temporarily interfere a target within a 3-meter radius, causing them to pause, Lanci’s spell was obviously similar, but... I can’t say for certain..."

The essence of psychic control is enraging, either it’s continuous control, or it’s so impermanent that you don’t even need to cleanse to remove it.

So, at this moment, the Goddess of Destruction was dumbfounded too.

She barely had time to react before she knelt before Lanci.

"I’m ****ed, you wouldn’t be able to manufacture this kind of card without ten moms!"

"It’s absolutely Lanci’s own creation!"

If they saw such a card before, they might still suspect that these were shady artifacts dawned into existence by the Shadow World.

But now, knowing very well the habits of the Lanci Clan and that Lanci himself is a Platinum Level Card Maker, the students of Ichrite Academy didn’t even have to think about who was the creator of this card!

"Teacher Da Lan really should die!"

"No, what on earth is this White Magician?"

From the rapid fighting just now to Lanci revealing his ability as a White Magician, to the reversal of the situation at this moment, it all happened within a matter of seconds.

The students of Ichrite Academy were still stunned by Lanci’s epoch-making healing faction.

"And why is he himself not affected by the Great Love Poet?"

It is well known that the core of Lanci’s system is the Great Love Poet, and she can complement the Lanci Clan, who are best at provoking their enemies.

However, the Great Love Poet is also a terrifying card that doesn’t differentiate between friend or foe and can devour its master. If one doesn’t have a strong enough will, they’d directly fall into the enchantment and emotional amplification of the Great Love Poet and become a puppet under her control.

But many students in the square who had been watching Lanci’s Shadow World challenge for a long time have only seen Lanci messing with people’s mindsets, but never witnessed him having any emotional changes because of the Great Love Poet!

When this person and this card come together, they can freely show their power and run wild without having to pay any price!

It wasn’t until quite some time afterward when the surrounding space was utterly silent.

"... because he is the rising dawn and does not possess human emotions."

Finally, someone answered.

" ... "

"You’re right, but this is Lanci we’re talking about. A White Magician with high stamina, extremely high mana limit, possessing control, interference, unaffected by anything, possesses physical mockery, can trick you into signing contracts, adds undispellable rage and chaos state to enemies. Once the Great Love Poet starts, it’s just aaaahhhhh."

A burly man from the Soul of Fighters’ Club Team was crying, his face etched with pain.

It seemed as if he could finally pour out his grievances to his classmates.

Even today, he still couldn’t forget the sight of Sister Cervini crying all day long— the sister who never shed a tear before— after their club room was destroyed by Lanci.

...

Lichtenstein Castle Church.

Even as the sunset hinted at the imminent arrival of dusk, the straight beams of light crisscrossing under the stained glass windows appeared capable of penetrating every corner of the world.

In the glow reflected by the largest rose window,

The toppling Goddess of Destruction, Adelis, had already kneeled on the ground.

Lanci stood before the goddess, straight and still, looking down at her with a trace of pity and regret in his eyes.

"...!!"

Upon realizing her situation, shame crushed the dignity of the goddess like an invisible mountain. Her fingers clung tightly to the ground, her nails seemed to claw deeply into the floor tiles, and a hoarse sound escaped from her.

"Ah ah ...!!!"

In pain and rage, her body trembled violently, each shudder a challenge to the brutal reality. Blood had started to seep from her bitten lips, but her pride and dignity, like the blood leaving her body, could never return.

"Did you realize your mistake?"

Lanci’s voice was calm yet stern, torturing her remaining dignity painfully.

Embarrassed like never before, the tear build-up blurred the Goddess of Destruction’s vision, almost bursting.

Finally, a teardrop slid from her majestic cold eyes and landed on the cold floor tiles.

The Goddess of Destruction who had never kneeled to anyone.

Finally became fully conscious that at this moment, she had kneeled before a boy younger than her, in front of the people of the South Continent.

The extremely keen gaze projected from the Shadow World broadcast seemed to come from the real world, making the Goddess of Destruction want to turn the enemy before her into ashes.

But the gap between her and Lanci, though merely one step, was infinitely far.

At this moment, the calmness on Lanci’s face was as if he had never considered her as an opponent worth taking seriously.

He was merely punishing her.

The Goddess of Destruction did not know what tricks Lanci still held, to belittle her in this manner.

As her indignation was about to overwhelm her senses, her last shred of sanity was making the final choice.

The Executioner, Paladin, and male guard who witnessed this scene immediately reacted!

"Kill!!!"

"Fight!!!"

They knew this was a rare opportunity.

With a full-speed charge, their weapons whistled through the air like three bolts of lightning, heading straight towards the Goddess of Destruction, Adelis.

The nerve-deadened legs of the Goddess of Destruction, seemingly devoid of any sense, were shaking more intensively, a sign that she could stand up again.

Even if they wanted to subdue the Goddess of Destruction fighting for her life today, there was almost no hope that all three could survive, but for the safety of their teammates and to spare the real world from a catastrophe, they resolutely rushed towards her as if they were fated to die!

But at that instant,

When the Goddess of Destruction had gradually stood up and saw Lanci clearly once more.

She saw Lanci with a faint smile, holding an Orange Epic card in each hand.

The card in his left hand spun with a gloomy orange mist, being as mysterious as the abyss, the one in his right hand burst with a hot orange corona, as sacred as the sun.

Each of them made the Goddess of Destruction feel an eerie premonition of danger.

These were no ordinary Orange Epics. They were horrifying finishing moves capable of determining her fate instantly!

"..."

Lanci didn’t say anything, but his smile, like a fairy in the lake, seemed to ask the Goddess of Destruction-

Which card would you like me to use on you?