Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

The air burst forth with the dazzling Divine Light of the God Era, illuminating the dim battlefield like the first ray of dawn!

A surging gale suddenly erupted from the landing point, roaring and sweeping across the entire battlefield like an awakened beast.

This is not ordinary air flow, but the God Era wind imbued with ancient divine power.

Where the wind passes, the air becomes fresh and vibrant.

The light, like dawn's morning sun, brightens the battlefield completely.

It is pure, radiant, sacred, and flawless. The wind and light weave into an impenetrable barrier, firmly protecting Loren within it. The barrier is like crystal formed, light and ethereal, constantly shimmering with a gentle glow.

What's more miraculous is that when the divine punishment of the heavens struck this barrier, it couldn't touch Loren at all.

In front of this absolute barrier of wind and light, not even a ripple would be stirred; the barrier stands firm, unshakeable.

"Why... Loren, you have absolute immunity. What exactly did you obtain just now?"

Hesintos' expression instantly became somber.

Hesintos discovered that this wind of immunity couldn't be interrupted, or even if spells related to it were interrupted, it couldn't affect its activation.

"..."

Loren didn't answer him; he doesn't like to engage in dialogue with opponents.

The figure in the black priest's robe stood in the wind, with golden patterns winding like rivers on it. His short light brown hair fluttered slightly in the wind, yet it didn't damage his demeanor.

And his eyes, those deep and clear blue pools, shimmered with a compassionate glow, making all creatures, no matter how far they were, feel a slight tremor.

The power of divine punishment from the heavens was isolated outside by an invisible force; within his radius, everything became quiet and peaceful.

...

Meanwhile, at Hutton Kingdom in the north region of the South Continent, at Ichrite College Jera Memorial Square.

With the open-air giant screen as the center.

The diffuse light painted the morning world with a layer of enchanting stormy colors.

At this moment, the open-air giant screen filled with the Divine Light of the God Era seemed to become the center of this campus, catching all the students' attention, as if capturing everyone's voice, letting them silently gaze at this somewhat dazzling crystal screen.

Students sitting on the square steps covered their palms, staring at the giant screen.

Their eyes flickered with shock, surprise, confusion, excitement.

"This is Hell Loren!"

Finally, a student spoke.

Even though there were many things they couldn't comprehend at the moment, they knew the fully-fledged Great Priest Loren had returned!

The Original Slabs wind's glow of the immune field undoubtedly proved this was the Wind Magic Loren unleashed.

The sound of mountain torrents and tsunamis of cheers and shouts filled Jera Memorial Square.

"What Great Priest? Holy Emperor!"

As the legends confirmed to be true, Loren would escape from hell no matter how many times he used life-saving spells.

They couldn't understand the ninth-order battle; it felt like witnessing a divine war.

"Why do even the eighth-order strongmen outside the scene still have furrowed brows?"

A student raised a question.

In the eyes of these eighth-order strongmen, they might be seeing a more insightful scene.

If all eighth-order allies wore worried expressions.

That indicates the situation is still not optimistic.

...

"Loren still can't use divine punishment from the heavens."

Migaya outside the Holy Astore Barrier was urging the barrier with anxiety.

Fighting this way only makes Loren's victory more likely.

But Loren wants to protect the residents of Brilda and his companions outside the barrier, and Hesintos has already turned his target to destroy the barrier at all costs, making Loren's strenuous defense seem quite taxing.

The disaster induced by their battle may not dissipate for a long time, and continuing to fight could lead to unimaginable fearsome consequences, perhaps even causing the entire map to collapse from this location.

By then, the Botswana Province may become like the Sea of Disaster between the North and South Continent, unable to accommodate any living beings, and may cause extreme changes across the entire South Continent from this origin.

If the battle isn't concluded soon and the barrier gives in, the worst outcome might also be the map's fracture, the Botswana Province of the Cerryti Empire's demise, and how many of these center battlefield eighth-order ones survive depends on luck, with possibly even Hesintos escaping.

This is precisely why Loren repeatedly desires to end the battle swiftly.

"What can be done then?"

Antanas asked.

She also knew Loren swapping divine punishment for an unbalanced devourer and then stealthily dealing damage consumed massive mana and was utterly unworthy, just a desperate move to speed up the battle.

And Cat Boss's Break of Dawn Storm can be used only three times; within this timeframe, Loren hardly has a chance to defeat Hesintos whose offensive and defensive recovery is proven impeccable using other spells.

Beep beep—

A sudden honk sounded from behind.

Breaking off their conversation.

They looked back and found Frey had arrived driving the truck.

"Lanci, I've found the alchemical beast you wanted."

Frey parked the truck and said to Lanci standing below, while unfolding the huge rear compartment of the truck.

"Alright."

Lanci looked toward the direction of the battle between Loren and Hesintos.

That was the already decided victory gaze.

"Tolyado, if you have energy later, can you help me deliver something to the center of the battlefield?"