Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 263 Destroy it!
The holy city is reflected in the water, silent and empty.

Jiang Yuan walked slowly through the streets, the sound of his armor clashing like swords, which sounded particularly crisp in the deserted area.

A magnificent holy light descended, and four archangels stood in the four cardinal directions, blocking the source of the river.

Their faces were solemn, and the power of angels continued to extend into the sky, their wings spreading to make their forms even more magnificent and radiant.

As for those holy city mages, they are no longer qualified to participate in this battle; any residual force from Jiang Yuan could cost them their lives.

Jiang Yuan looked at the four archangels.

No one spoke.

The battle erupted the moment their eyes met!
"boom!"

Light and darkness bloom in the reflection of the holy city.

People looked up but couldn't see what was happening; they only saw a gigantic hand appear and seize the reflected holy city.

In an instant, the reflection of the holy city crumbled.

Countless points of light fell like a torrential rain.

The four archangels, bathed in divine light, transformed into streaks of light and fell into the Alps.

In that brief exchange, Jiang Yuan, having fully unleashed his power, easily broke through the attacks of Michael and the others with a single, casual strike.

Their strength is not enough.

The reason why the Holy City can easily crush almost any mage is that they control the power of the origin of magic.

In the original timeline, Mo Fan's magical origins were stripped away by Michael, but Mo Fan's realm was higher than Michael's, so he regained his magical origins.

Even now, they still cannot take away the source of magic from Jiang Yuan.

But even if they take it away, so what?

They cannot take away Hades' power.

It cannot take away the emperor's physique.

What cannot be taken away is Jiang Yuan's innate talent!

The source of the river is suspended in the light and rain, and its sound spreads throughout the holy city and even the entire mountain range.

“You are too weak. Is this all the power that the Father has left you?”

In the mountains, where Michael fell.

After struggling to climb out of the collapsed rock pit, Michael heard Jiang Yuan's words.

"Damn it, is the Sovereign Emperor really that powerful?" Michael cursed inwardly.

The reason why an emperor is an emperor is because he has unparalleled power, enough to occupy a rich land in the world and enjoy its resources.

Sahara, Bermuda, Antarctica, Kunlun Mountains, Amazon.
The world is so vast, and most of it is ruled by demons; human territory is only one percent!

Michael looked up at the source of the river in the sky, spread his wings, and flew into the sky again without hesitation. Several beams of starlight fell from his hands to the place where Uriel and the other two were.

He was going to restrain Jiang Yuan and have Uriel and the others activate the sealing magic array to weaken Hades' power!

To achieve this victory, we must go all out; the slightest misstep could lead to utter ruin!
“I have all your information from birth to the present. From beginning to end, you have been human. When exactly did you acquire the power of Hades? Or were you Hades from the very beginning?”

Michael flew up.

"The weak are not qualified to ask questions of the strong."

Jiang Yuan had no intention of engaging in verbal sparring with Michael.

A single sentence ripped the entire sky apart, creating a massive spatial rift stretching for thousands of meters across the mountain range.

It was as if a colossal beast, a symbol of endless death, had opened its eyes and was gazing upon the vibrant human world. Death, distortion, fear—extreme emotions—spread from the underworld.

Through the giant eye of the underworld, Michael saw on the vast underworld, an endless sea of ​​the dead composed of white bones and ghostly blue flames.

This was not the most alarming thing for Michael.

When he saw the figure with black wings above the Sea of ​​the Dead.

My heart is pounding!

Michael turned around abruptly: "You actually corrupted Sariel into a ghost!"

“He is indeed a spirit of the dead, but he has a better name. You can call him the Archangel of Death, Sariel,” Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

"This is blasphemy against our Lord and Father!!!"

Michael roared, and the light of holy angels illuminated the sky, shining directly upon Sariel, the archangel of death above the sea of ​​the dead.

Although Sariel no longer possessed its full strength from its previous life, thanks to the massive resources Jiang Yuan invested in feeding it, its strength has increased to more than 80% of its original level.

Faced with Michael's attack, Sariel drew a blood-red sword forged from blood from the void and unleashed a blood-red evil wind that instantly devoured Michael.

"hehe."

Jiang Yuan chuckled softly and completely opened the portal to the underworld.

An overwhelming aura of death enveloped the holy city!

"Hades, do you really want to turn the Holy City into a dead city?!" Michael shouted, praying in his heart that Uriel and the others would move even faster.

"So what if it's a dead city? I don't believe a holy city that ignores human suffering has any justification for existence. If you can't do it, then I'll tear the holy city down and rebuild it!"

"A new holy city will rise, and then humanity will launch a counterattack against the demons, instead of being devoured by them!" Jiang Yuan said righteously.

"Ridiculous!" Michael laughed. "As one of the four Dark Lords of the Dark Dimension, you would stand on the side of humanity? We are well aware of the Dark Calamity that will occur a thousand years from now, and at that time, humanity will be nothing more than food for you!"

"Even if you stand on the side of humanity and want to launch a counterattack against the demons? Haha, what a laughable statement! You are merely a sovereign emperor, and there are at least ten demon emperors of the same level as you! Not to mention the three powerful emperors standing on the roof of the world!"

"If the Holy City can't do it, neither can you, Hades!"

Faced with Michael's rebuttal, Jiang Yuan simply smiled and said, "I will spare your life and let you see the day when what I said comes true. Just wait and see."

The moment the words left his mouth, Michael felt his heart tighten, a sharp pain shooting through him, as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to beat!

Jiang Yuan, sitting opposite, made a grasping motion with his right hand.

Michael's heart was now completely under his control.

With just a little force, Michael's heart would explode.

At this moment, Michael broke out in a cold sweat for the first time; the feeling of having his life and death controlled by others terrified him.

Michael quickly changed the subject, saying, "A thousand years... Our Lord Father has promised that after a thousand years, this plane will belong to you. You are the King of the Underworld, possessing endless lifespan. What's wrong with waiting a thousand years? There's absolutely no need for us to clash!"

He was nothing like the imposing figure he had been moments before; he was clearly a fickle opportunist who would bend at the slightest breeze.

This is what disgusts Jiang Yuan the most.

"I need no promises. The mortal realm is right here, and I can take it as I please! Holy City, let it be destroyed today!" Jiang Yuan said with disgust.

After a brief verbal sparring session, Jiang Yuan imprisoned Michael, threw him into the underworld, and handed him over to Sariel to be imprisoned.

Then, pointing to the holy city, he commanded:

"Destroy it!"

(End of this chapter)