Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

On the contrary, the divine wind from Loren's body emitted a radiance, illuminating Loren's face.

Under the shroud of this sacred healing wind, Loren's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood ceased to flow, the skin became flawless once more, leaving no trace of scars.

It was almost as if time had reversed, everything reset, and Loren returned to peak condition.

"That's great."

The Bingxue Witch breathed a sigh of relief.

Loren, having received the blessing of the Wind God, became more keen and agile in reaction speed, not only increasing critical attack power and speed but also gaining a high level of damage reduction.

Although Almis was reluctant to admit it, she knew that Loren's healing abilities surpassed hers even before he advanced to the ninth-order.

While battling Lugayard of the Fifth Army, Divine Yummu's Seat, she was also concerned about Loren's battle situation.

The battle on the frost giant screen was almost in sync with the battle on the street, Loren's Wind Blade, carrying an overwhelming force, counterattacked Hesintos.

The moment the Wind Blade appeared, Hesintos dodged and again threw out a linear slash.

This time, Loren did not choose the risk of evasion, the black fierce wind surrounded him, transformed into a protective vortex, blocking Hesintos's attack.

In an instant, the battlefield's situation became treacherous.

Loren no longer attacked head-on, but began adopting a flanking strategy.

He appeared and disappeared at times, becoming a phantom wandering the battlefield, every strike he landed carried destructive wind and thunder, but he never lingered in battle, always retreating swiftly before Hesintos could counter.

Loren seemed to be waiting and delaying, until he could find a flaw in Hesintos.

The Bingxue Witch withdrew her peripheral gaze from the screen, seemingly unwilling to hold back anymore.

In an instant, the sky was filled with snowflakes gathering rapidly, transforming into a massive icy beast, roaring as it spiraled in the air.

Then it plunged down violently, intending to devour Lugayard.

Lugayard just wanted to dodge but found the ground instantly frozen, the surface hardened like iron and covered with menacing ice thorns.

Wherever the icy beast went, buildings crumbled to dust, and Lugayard dared not be careless, he waved his left hand, and a red-orange potion exploded in front of the ice dragon.

In an instant, dazzling golden flames erupted, incinerating the ice dragon.

A piercing explosion echoed through the streets, with fire and ice shards scattering everywhere, creating scorched pits on the buildings on both sides.

Lugayard's eyebrows furrowed tightly at this moment.

It wasn't because the Bingxue Witch was making him feel distressed, but rather many factors were slowing his pace.

In fact, Lugayard had no interest in speculating about suspicions of comrades.

What puzzled him more was the split-screen of the Blood Moon City battle.

"Miss Almis, what exactly is going on?"

During a brief lull in the battle, Lugayard realized he could only resolve his inner confusion by questioning the enemy.

"As you can see, Violet is our ally, and the Blood Clan is whom we've defeated, but someone has stolen our victory and staged a grand performance."

As the dust settled, the ice dragon had disappeared, dissipating into specks of ice crystals in the air, the Bingxue Witch answered Lugayard,

"Based on these, I don't need to elaborate much, you should be able to figure out the entire cause and effect."

"..."

Lugayard stood silently in mid-air.

He looked distressed, watching the battle of Blood Moon City projected on the screen.

The Bingxue Witch also temporarily halted her attacks, refraining from taking advantage of Lugayard's distraction to sneak up on him.

"However, the description Hesintos provided is equally plausible, it's just your side of the story, and I can't determine its authenticity."

Lugayard shook his head, muttering to himself.

The only person who could prove the truth, Sixth Military God Violet, was now silent without any evidence.

This could also be an illusionary image fabricated by the enemy, intended to disturb their army's morale and shake their tactics.

Both sides have their own accounts, it mainly depends on who is willing to believe whom.

However, for the War God, Great High Priest Loren's companions are enemies on the battlefield, while Hesintos has been a long-known ally; emotionally and rationally, they have no reason to trust the enemy's words and betray Hesintos.

"Then let's continue fighting."

The Bingxue Witch also prepared to continue blocking Lugayard.

During the short pause, she also witnessed the Cret Memorial Square area, where Loren faced off against Hesintos in the main battlefield.

Hesintos on the frost giant screen seemed to quickly realize Loren's strategy.

"Do you think you're the only one who can use the wind?"

Before his voice faded, Hesintos's figure disappeared from where he stood.

A storm surge rose in response.

That was Hesintos's true speed.

Hesintos summoned countless clones, turning into a storm rampaging across the battlefield.

The clones moved along fixed routes, while his main body closely followed.

Loren weaved through the torrents, dodging lethal attacks while seeking opportunities to counterattack.

Subsequently, Hesintos executed his killer move, the clones launching multiple attacks simultaneously — cross slashes, vertical slashes, and planar slashes alternated, turning the battlefield into a stage of death, even slicing lines across the screen.

If Loren failed to dodge any cut line, he could face defeat and death.

The clones darted across the battlefield like phantoms, their sword blades emitting shrill screeches.

Under the guidance of the wind, Loren gritted his teeth as he dodged these deadly attacks.

At this moment, Hesintos and his clones flashed across the battlefield like illusions, unraveling Loren's defenses one by one, delivering even fiercer counters.