Lanci said resolutely.
"If I hadn't seen your wolf, I might have believed you."
Sigrid nodded with her arms folded, indicating she was ready,
"Shall we set off?"
She asked.
"Mm."
Lanci stepped towards the city-state on the borderline, his expression full of contemplation,
"I can't kill Asksan, nobody can. Later I realized, maybe that was the only way. He had no choice, and neither did I."
...
As Lanci and Sikder passed through layers of barriers, entering Bandera City, the war song intertwined with drums and orchestral music echoed ever clearer in their ears.
The city gate was heavily guarded, and the silent Imperial Army officers reluctantly let them pass after carefully verifying their identities.
Stepping out of the city gate's suspended corridor and into the upper layer of the city-state, Lanci and Sikder felt the sharp gaze of the soldiers and officers behind them keenly observing their every move.
"In about 3 minutes and 20 seconds, we will et him."
They were not surprised by this.
Lanci looked towards the towering towers in the distance, lowering his voice as he spoke to Sikder beside him.
The architectural style of Bandera City was deeply influenced by Ancient Helrom, with towering spires, exquisite stained glass windows, and intricate stone carvings everywhere.
Solid, thick city walls stood tall with towers or watchtowers at intervals, imposing and solemn.
The streets were wide but winding, with buildings on either side competing upwards as if vying for scarce sunlight.
"You shouldn't retaliate first later; if I don't win this ti, I'll get back at them."
Sikder replied calmly.
"If the man in the black robe appears, I'll assist you."
Based on the recap, Lanci deduced that Asksan is at level 88 for this battle, and while the man in the black robe is 88 or 89, his actual combat power might not necessarily be stronger than Asksan.
Now, although Sigrid at level 89 is much stronger than she was at level 88, facing both Asksan and Duke Morotian in a black robe would still pose considerable pressure.
Just like the level 89 Sigrid, who wants to quickly defeat her level 88 version, now facing the level 88 Asksan, it is similarly challenging to defeat him easily.
The two walked along the road for a long ti without seeing the figures of ordinary residents.
They were currently on the upper layer of the city-state with varying heights, the road beneath them actually being a wide suspension bridge, from the side clearly overlooking the lower layer of the city-state.
The snowflakes drifting in the sky passed through the suspension bridge with the wind, dancing in the air for a long ti before eventually falling into the streets and alleys of Bandera City below.
Standing on the upper layer looking down, a difference in height of sixty to seventy ters was like standing on a cloud looking down at the earth.
Finally, so small markets and shops appeared below, with occasional glimpses of residents hurrying past.
Everything needed for life, from food to magic devices, could be found there.
"This should be the place, the suspension bridge on the upper pillar layer where you encounter Asksan."
Lanci glanced at Sigrid and said.
On this street paved with dark gray stones, he could only see heavily armored Imperial Army patrolling and robed Clergy from the Nirvana Branch wandering.
On the surface, everything seems normal; at least nothing looks amiss from these people.
If sothing truly happened in this city-state, the most evident clues might be hidden among the residents themselves.
The stairs leading to the lower layer need to be walked a certain distance more into the city to be seen. Without exceptionally strong physique or flight magic, jumping directly is impossible.
"Now it's my turn to take you up in the air."
Lanci hadn't noticed the subtle change beside him when suddenly a slender yet strong hand hugged his waist.
"Wait..."
Lanci rembered that at that ti, Sigrid should have grabbed his arm to take him into the air.
As he was about to speak, he was instantly enveloped by a powerful cold airflow.
The oppressive feeling from the sky made him sure that Sigrid had once again taken him to the heavens.
"It's coming."
In high altitude, Sigrid's athyst eyes gradually penetrated through the clouds, looking at the whole view of Bandera City.
Only at the entrance where they were earlier was there a façade of false peace, while the depths of the city-state were long shrouded in ominous darkness.
The city's center sealed by phantasmagoria was murky, yet even without looking, one could sense the gathering of countless undead and corpses there, like a snow domain magical illusion.
Among the collapsed buildings covered by black fog, scattered dried limbs, the corpses of old n, won, girls, and children piled into mountains, the entire borderline tropolis had turned into a place of death festivities following a sacrificial ending.
Under the pale light, the suffocating absurdity and phantasmagoria enveloped all of Bandera City.
Suddenly, a twisted transparent barrier enveloped before them!
Sigrid's speed abruptly slowed, halting mid-air.
She turned her shimring eyes, glimpsing the figure that had sohow appeared behind them.
"Well, how do the two of you find this beautiful scenery?"
A voice full of amusent echoed above the city-state.
Lanci followed this eerie lody looking backward.
The lead-gray dark clouds churned in the sky, Bandera City imrsed in dead silence.
Lightning occasionally flickered between winter clouds, reflecting the towering structures within the clouds pale.
Atop the high spire's watchtower of Bandera City, a tall man in a deep gray coat was staring at them.
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