Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 231 A Slap from Afar
“Jiang Yuan, I consider him a heretic.”

His remarks, which sounded like those of a dictator, were met with no opposition from anyone present.

Upon seeing this, Michael smiled.

“Your Excellency Archangel, isn’t it too hasty to label Jiang Yuan a heretic so easily? Jiang Yuan destroyed the Black Vatican, which was plaguing humanity. Such an achievement is worthy of being sung about by the world. If Jiang Yuan is deemed a heretic, the world will probably not agree,” Zu Huanyao said through gritted teeth.

Michael's smile vanished as soon as he finished speaking.

With a sharp gaze fixed on Zu Huanyao, Michael said, "What do I care about the world's approval? Besides, destroying the Black Church doesn't even qualify me as an archangel returning to power. What great achievement is that?"

"Moreover, wasn't it the Parthenon who destroyed the Black Vatican? Jiang Yuan merely stole the goddess's fruit, using it to initiate the ritual, thus creating another extremely threatening evil emperor in the world."

"My conclusion is simple: Jiangyuan is undoubtedly a heretic! There is no dispute about it!"

Upon hearing this, all the monks from countries other than China echoed Michael's judgment.

Seeing that the situation was beyond saving, it was a foregone conclusion that Jiang Yuan had been identified as a heretic.

Zu Huanyao sighed.

"Heretic? I think you're the heretic! You stupid thing, you want a slap, don't you?!"

Suddenly, a voice that Michael hadn't expected rang out in the vast hall. The source of the voice was unknown, as no one had spoken just now.

The next moment, they immediately knew where the sound was coming from.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the space in front of Michael and slapped Michael's right cheek with lightning speed.

"Snapped!!!!!!"

The slap was crisp and pleasant, and the immense force sent Michael flying backward, embedding him in the hard wall with a thud.

After delivering the slap, the hand withdrew.

The air was eerily quiet.

Suddenly, an astonishing azure light burst forth from that wall.

Michael flew out, now draped in a blue holy robe, with a blue angel phantom appearing behind him, its layers of holy feathers unfolding.

He punched the spot where the hand had just appeared, and the space shattered instantly.

Unfortunately, his punch was in vain.

Unless Michael can reach the Underworld, it's impossible for him to encounter Jiang Yuan.

Michael's face turned ashen, and the burning pain on his face made him feel utterly humiliated.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of incurring bad luck at this moment.

"Who on earth dares to offend me in the Holy City?!" Michael roared.

"What are you barking about, you dog? Didn't you say you were going to label me a heretic? I slapped you, and that was too lenient." Jiang Yuan's voice echoed in the void of the hall.

"Are you Jiang Yuan?"

Michael squinted.

Could it be that Jiang Yuan has come to the Holy City?

"Yeah, do you want to catch me?" Jiang Yuan smiled, deciding to tease the archangel a little.

The archangels have done too many disgusting things. The first is that they like to label exceptional geniuses as heretics because they think it might threaten their rule, or perhaps they simply enjoy doing so.

Secondly, they like to advocate for a return to the Holy City, even at the cost of watching disasters occur, only stepping in as saviors at the very end of the catastrophe.

People were so grateful to them that they said angels had saved them.

The existence of the Holy City is justified, because a transcendent world does indeed need a supreme organization to set the rules.

These archangels are another matter; a small number are indeed kind-hearted, but the vast majority are purely wicked.

“Foolish! You dare to come to the Holy City? Today you will not leave alive!” Michael said.

Jiang Yuan remained silent.

Watching Michael raise the golden light, which rapidly expanded and enveloped the entire holy city, transforming it into a forbidden zone.

"Find him. He's protected by the Holy Light Barrier; he can't escape," Michael commanded.

The crowd immediately began searching every corner of the holy city for Jiang Yuan's whereabouts.

Forbidden spells of the sound element. Forbidden spells of the space element.

Forbidden spells of the curse type.

Each forbidden spell activates all methods of searching.

Even the golden dragon's eye embedded in the holy city emitted light that covered the entire city, attempting to discover where Jiang Yuan was hiding.

After trying for a long time, they still couldn't find the source of the river.

"Sir, we can't find it." Reynolds, who was in charge of the search, returned empty-handed.

Michael's face was completely expressionless.

He was still dazed from the slap, but just now he finally realized what was wrong.

Jiang Yuan must be in a very distant place. His appearance in the Holy City must have been due to some powerful spatial technique.

Moreover, through the spatial fluctuations when Jiang Yuan appeared, he captured a wisp of darkness.

If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Yuan should be in a dark place.

The only thing that puzzled him was what kind of spatial secret technique allowed him to move freely across such a vast distance, even though the Holy Light Restriction was ineffective.

Although the Holy Light Restriction is not the most powerful restriction, it is still a restriction that can trap forbidden spellcasters.

Indeed, any secret technique should be classified as a forbidden technique.

This kind of thing that's outside of our control is so frustrating!

"Should we continue the search?" Reynolds asked.

“No need. Announce the verdict to the world,” Michael said.

"Yes!"

Reynolds left with new orders.

Michael, on the other hand, was trying to find a way to remove the bare handprint on his face, as there was an energy on it that prevented the handprint from being removed.

Jiang Yuan, far away in the underworld, chuckled happily.

When Michael finds out how long it takes for the slap mark to fade, he'll probably be furious.

No longer concerned with what was happening in the Holy City, Jiang Yuan turned his attention to the various underworld wars around the world.

So far, progress has been very smooth.

The vast majority of those underworld lords are minor monarchs, and even major monarchs are few and far between.

They were still too weak in the face of a true undead army.

Unification will be completed in a short time.

However, the ocean undead ruled by the Queen of the Dead are probably not as simple as previously imagined.

The ocean undead reside on the seabed, and sending a large army to attack them would mean facing more than just the Queen of the Dead.

They will also have to face other ocean tyrants.

After all, Queen of the Dead Bones was a participant in the Ocean Demon incident, and a very important one at that.

"The ocean is coming. Fear, mankind. You have nowhere to escape, nor can you stop it."

As Jiang Yuan was thinking about the ocean, a whisper that sounded like that of an evil god echoed in his mind.

Jiang Yuan's expression immediately turned serious.

The whispers of the ocean king.

Every emperor on Earth can hear this whisper.

The archangel can hear it too.

But they turned a blind eye and did not take any countermeasures.

"We only have a few years left, we need to speed things up," Jiang Yuan muttered to himself.

The key is figuring out how to get Queen Elizabeth the Skeleton from the seabed; we need to plan this carefully.

(End of this chapter)