The collapsing city of Bandera was turning into dust in the wind, seemingly about to be swallowed by the battle at any moment.

In the sky, a massive vortex of energy was forming. The dark eclipse had finally arrived, about to destroy and devour everything around it.

As the battle raged again, cracks began to spread across the remaining upper levels of the city-state, cracks so deep that the bottom could not be seen, from which billowed turbid waves of air, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

The towering spires and magnificent ancient buildings of the Protoss Empire were as fragile as paper in this battle, collapsing one after another, becoming relics of history.

The black chains wielded by the suddenly appearing robed figure were even more difficult for Sigrid to parry than Ascsan's sealing magic. Her movements were now much slower than before. At the same time, Ascsan was preparing his sealing technique with greater ease, instantly casting it in an area where Sigrid could not avoid it.

With the two working together, Sigrid found herself in unprecedented straits.

She was forced to dodge continuously, but each time it was extremely difficult, and whenever she tried to counterattack, one of them would always interrupt her in time, preventing her from using even half of her strength.

Fighting two opponents at once wasn't the worst of it; the worst thing was that the two opponents were able to coordinate with each other.

That eighth-order epic summon was causing her even greater trouble.

Even so, she was still unwilling to prioritize killing the black worm.

Without enough information, rashly killing it could lead to more serious consequences.

There were several possible scenarios. Either it would inflict a fatal negative status effect on her, or the worm would evolve into a more troublesome form. In the most extreme case, killing it would cause her to suffer devastating damage and lose directly.

And both of these enemies were good at control and output, making it impossible for her to shift the battlefield. She could only resist the two while enduring the negative effects of the summon's aura, and she also had to be careful not to accidentally kill the worm.

Even so, Sigrid was not willing to show weakness. Relying on her physical qualities and fist intent, she constantly sought a breakthrough between the two.

Although her victory condition was not to win, but to escape, it seemed that even escaping this city-state was as difficult as ascending to heaven today.

The only way now was to severely injure the robed figure first, forcing him to be unable to maintain the summoning of the [Abyssal Black Worm], a large eighth-order epic summon. The best strategy when you can't get rid of the summon is to get rid of the summoner!

"Sigrid, you're not fantasizing about being able to drag this out until night, are you? There are still several hours to go."

Ascsan watched Sigrid, who was still stubbornly resisting, and focused his magic on his fingertips. The air in the direction he pointed was gradually distorted, forming deep gray cracks. The objects they devoured seemed to be instantly crushed.

Gray lines sealed off Sigrid's dodging range in space.

He knew this woman's characteristics very well. Even if she was at a disadvantage, as long as she could drag it out until night, she would gain an unreasonable enhancement to all her attributes and regenerative power under the moonlight.

There was even one time when he almost fell into this woman's hands.

But today, they had the advantage of timing, location, and personnel. She would never wait for the moon to appear!

Finally, as Ascsan began his attack to restrict Sigrid's movements, she caught a momentary opportunity, silently broke through, and charged out, her body like silver lightning, attacking Ascsan again.

But at that crucial moment, the robed figure had also captured her movement. Black chains emerged from the ground, weaving into a cage, shattering her attack. At the same time, the gray lines laid down by Ascsan began to expand until they intersected and exploded.

The powerful impact sent Sigrid flying, slamming her hard into the ground in the distance, where she rolled several times before stopping.

She struggled to get up, her injuries and the pressure from the two making her feel like her consciousness was becoming incredibly slow.

The more she fought, the clearer she became that it wouldn't be easy to drag this out until nightfall.

"Batian Hierarch, your courage is commendable, but you should also know what your chances of winning are now."

The robed figure's voice rang out, like a cold wind.

"Is that little guy waiting to die outside your new Holy Son? Why don't you just abandon him and summon your [Nianqi Puppet] back to help you?"

Ascsan's spells continued to sweep over, and he was now particularly at ease in disrupting Sigrid's mental state.

He didn't expect Sigrid to choose such a weak new Batian Holy Son. If it weren't for that burden, her combat power would be several points stronger, and her hope of escaping alone would be slightly greater.

For so many years, Ascsan had never felt that the Batian Church was so easy to fight.

Although he had long prepared a new sealing technique for the next decisive battle to kill Sigrid, it was too ingenious. She had actually taken the initiative to come to this absolutely isolated northern border of the empire.

"What a pity, I still wanted my Nihility Holy Son to kill another Batian Holy Daughter. But after today, there will be no more Batian branches in the world."

"..."

No matter how infuriating Ascsan's words were to Sigrid, she remained silent. Blood trickled down her eyebrows, and in her cold eyes, there was only the calm intent to fight.

She had promised to protect the Holy Son, and she would never break her promise.

What she had in this world was courage and credibility, and she would not sacrifice them for a mere life!

...

Far away, on the edge of the ruins of Bandera City.

From Lan Qi's perspective, Sigrid was no longer the girl he chatted with heartlessly, but a lonely martial goddess forced into a desperate situation by god-like opponents.

The unrecognizable city-state was constantly accompanied by noisy explosions, and the air was sometimes filled with intermittent deadly silence. If the silence continued, it meant that Sigrid's life had been taken away.

In a city-state that could fall into complete silence at any time, Lan Qi could clearly feel that the distance he could not cross to the distant battlefield was the distance between mortals and gods.

Even standing here, without the protection of the Silverlight Puppet, he could be seriously injured at any time by the aftermath of the battle.

To participate in this level of battle, at least the seventh order was required. Otherwise, if one accidentally entered it, every detail, every moment, would instantly evaporate the fragile human body.

However, after the appearance of that mysterious robed figure comparable to a bishop, Lan Qi also confirmed that his Big Sis was completely unable to win. She needed a little help.

"Puppet, do you have your own consciousness?"

Lan Qi looked at the Silverlight Puppet next to him, which had the same outline as Sid, and asked.

The Silverlight Puppet nodded.

Although Sigrid controlled her most of the time, when Sigrid did not have the mental energy to control her, she would operate independently, fulfilling and completing Sigrid's instructions to protect Lan Qi.

"Can you protect me and take me to other places later?"

Lan Qi looked at her seriously and continued to ask.

The Silverlight Puppet hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Her order was to protect the Holy Son, and the Holy Son's priority was higher than her judgment. So, when Sigrid had no instructions, she would listen to the Holy Son's request.

Lan Qi tapped his toes lightly, staring at his shadow.

The Cat Boss in the shadow was already crying uncontrollably.

"Cat Boss, be prepared to help me with magic, and don't carry the [Fake Slate - Wind]."

He whispered.

If he used the [Fake Slate - Wind] in this situation, he might lose Sigrid's trust at a critical moment, or seriously interfere with her judgment.

In the worst case, her personality was very violent. Even if she tried her best to perish together with Ascsan, she would not be willing to be rescued by the High Priest and then fall into his hands.

"O... okay..."

Even though the Cat Boss knew that Lan Qi was messing around, he could only tremble and respond to Lan Qi with a faint voice.

After finishing talking with the Cat Boss.

Lan Qi's eyes stared straight at the Abyssal Black Worm.

He had never seen such a high-end summon!

(End of this chapter)