Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1225 - 804: The Second Half of Lanci’s Empire

Under the star-filled sky, where phosphorescent glimmers dance, the deep crimson radiance is the only captivating color in this critical space of the Shadow World.

"Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree..."

Talia looked in astonishment at the Sealing Skill, which was different from both the Immortal Eternal Penalty and the Chimera Decree.

It was as if it had been a spell born from the culmination of Lankros's lifelong mastery of sealing skills, sublimated to the extreme and infused with the legendary colors of his life.

"Meow meow, is this card impressive?"

Even the Cat Boss had seen many wonders.

It had never encountered such an undamaged Red Card before.

"Now Lanci truly possesses the soul of a mage,"

Talia commented.

The grand spell without cooldown can serve as an additional form of basic attack.

Even if this was the only move he knew, repeatedly using it would make him resemble a mage.

This Sealing Skill inflicts no damage, but as long as one has enough mana, it can repeatedly impose phase-wise healing prohibitions on enemies like the Blood Clan with their super recovery abilities, continuously incapacitating them.

Correspondingly, it can also lock the health of oneself or allies.

"I finally possess a Spell Card too."

Lanci put away the Red Legend.

He thought he would never own an Orange Epic Spell Card in his lifetime.

Unlike innate magic geniuses like Loren and Ivanos, Lanci had not learned any spells to date, and of course, he hadn't spent much time on it, having always immersed himself in business development.

His essential way of gaining strength was still as a Magic Artisan, depending on Magic Cards to cast spells, and the most noble Epic-level Spell Cards had been beyond his reach for half his life.

Like the Blood Clan who naturally carry powers akin to Epic-level Spells, or the Demon Race who can possess Epic-level Spells through innate magic discovery, creating an Epic-level Spell was almost the limit for human Grand Magicians in history, and they couldn't pass it on.

Lankros's Immortal Eternal Penalty and Chimera Decree were probably learned from Ancient Magic Books, Radiance Corona was a Passive Spell obtained through surgery and Demon People trials, and only Eternal Radiant Destruction was an Epic Spell discerned by Lankros himself.

Therefore, in Lanci's view, a Spell Card that allows one to instantly master an Epic-level Spell is purely the strongest type of Magic Card.

This is why Lanci taught his apprentice Zestira that a Spell Card is the most noble among the three categories of Magic Cards in the Endless Library—always choose a Spell Card when available.

"You indeed had little chance of owning an Orange Epic Spell Card, but what you have is a Red Legend Spell Card,"

Talia said, listening to Lanci's journey through his heart.

Since low-order, many of Lanci's card slots have been occupied by Epics, severely limiting his flexibility. After ascendant to the Seventh-order and binding the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree, he has almost no card slots left, effectively not needing to consider binding any more Epic Cards.

"Meow meow meow?"

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After careful consideration, the Cat Boss realized that with this spell, Lanci now had a long-term life-saving spell as well.

So it's activated just by not switching it off?

"Meow? Am I still useful?"

The Cat Boss suddenly realized that giving Lanci five extra lives seemed pointless.

He can directly activate continuous immunity.

Defenses so extravagant that they could face tank the Blasphemous Lord Melogast's magic poisoned light in the Shadow World no longer required its Break of Dawn Storm; simply applying the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree was enough, fully embodying the grandeur of Saint Polante Pope Old Man.

"You're useful, no matter what, you're still a cute little cat."

Lanci had given up on explaining the correct meaning of "Old Man" to the Cat Boss.

As long as the Cat Boss remained a cat, it would not be discarded.

Who doesn't love having a little black bun at home?

"That's a relief, meow."

The Cat Boss was reassured.

As a one-of-a-kind kitty, it would no longer be optimized away.

"Perhaps the Black Sun Tyrant was more often desiring such a Sealing Skill, one that could protect his friends,"

Talia pondered the final effects of the last Sealing Skill of the Black Sun Tyrant and murmured.

But in his brief lifetime, he had exhausted everything and could only master the Immortal Eternal Penalty, without being able to advance it further into a freely revocable Immortal Eternal Penalty.

In the end, the Black Sun Tyrant applied the unfinished Immortal Eternal Penalty to himself, to fulfill his final mission, forcibly remaining in this world beyond his time.

As a consequence, he became an undissipating ghost after death, eternally bearing the punishment of the undead.

Perhaps at the cost of even greater loss than what Lanci had experienced, including memory loss.

Whether it is the next year, the next ten thousand years, or even the next hundred million years,

He will wander alone and lost in this world.

If he is never seen by anyone, then he will never be saved by anyone.

"Luckily, Tamisha appeared many years later,"

Lanci said to Talia.

"..."

Talia lifted her head from her reverie and looked at Lanci.

"Master, you don't need to empathize with the Black Sun Lord's state of mind anymore. Even if the wounds you experienced in the Mirror of Tiberius still hurt and the thirsty throat has yet to be quenched, it doesn't matter anymore. Let it all be scattered by the wind,"

Lanci said with a smile in his emerald eyes, resolute not to look back.

Based on fragmented dreams shared between them, after the calamity of the Blood Moon Bad World, in the new era that followed, Tamisha might not recognize the forlorn undead in the Principal's Office as the Phantom Demon who saved her a century ago.

But the blessings left by Calila on the two of them will ultimately lead to their encounter.