Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 202 Crushing Angels, Discussion of the Holy City
The Silverwing Queen Ant hovered beneath the "shattered" sky, its three pairs of silver wings gracefully folded behind it, like a peerless divine weapon sheathed.

The black spatial cracks remaining on her fingertips were slowly healing, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

She looked down at Sariel—the once majestic swift angel who had now become a pathetic loser.

“Tick-tock—”

“Tick-tock—”

The angel's holy blood fell into the surging sea below, each drop stirring up a small golden halo.

The seawater greedily swallowed the golden blood, creating eerie golden-black ripples.

Sariel struggled to maintain his levitation, his once majestic face now cracked—literally cracked.

The Silverwing Ant Queen's final spatial slash not only severed his wings but also left an unhealable spatial scar on his angelic body.

These wounds are like a shattered mirror, with blood constantly dripping through the cracks.

Sariel's heart was in turmoil. Was this the power of an emperor?

With just two seemingly casual moves, he was already covered in wounds.

Sariel stayed here to monitor the Red Devil, but did not stop him, letting him develop as he pleased.

His intention was to kill the enemy upon his return, thereby establishing his authority and solidifying the Holy City's status.

Unexpectedly, I encountered this "unexpected" spatial emperor here.

"Your Excellency, the Emperor of Space," Sariel's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, each word laced with the gurgling sound of surging holy blood, "I truly do not know where I have offended you."

“I have absolutely no hostility towards you,” he said, forcing himself to slightly raise his scarred arm.

"If you do not wish me to approach the sacrificial mountain, I will leave now."

Then, the sea breeze suddenly stopped.

Even the surging waves seemed to freeze in mid-air.

The entire sea area seemed to have been paused.

Sariel saw that the Silverwing Ant Queen had stopped moving and assumed that she was considering his words.

The silver-winged ant queen's lips curled into a subtle arc, not a smile, but a predator's instinctive mockery of its dying prey.

“Crack—”

A crisp sound of shattering resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Sariel was horrified to discover that the space around him was beginning to crack like a spiderweb in glass.

These cracks spread rapidly, trapping him in a transparent spatial cage in the blink of an eye.

"No, wait! I can..." His plea for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

The Silverwing Ant Queen didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

"boom!"

The spatial cage contracted instantly.

His Majesty's decree to stop him and kill him is also within the scope of obstruction.

Sariel's body looked like a photograph thrown into a shredder. First, his limbs were neatly cut apart by the power of space, then his torso, and finally his head with a terrified expression.

Each fragment was further divided until it became a golden speck of light finer than a grain of sand.

These points of light did not dissipate, but under the influence of some mysterious force, they began to converge towards the palm of the Silverwing Ant Queen.

She sensed the faint fluctuations emanating from the crystal, the last fragments of Sariel's consciousness.

An angel who had just appeared has now become a trophy in her collection.

The Silverwing Ant Queen gently clenched her fist and put away the golden crystal. Then, she looked at Qin Xiaonan's figure in the distance, and after confirming that His Majesty had given no further instructions, her figure gradually disappeared.

Meanwhile, in Europe...

The holy city was shrouded in a somber, black hue.

The towering city walls still stand majestically, but the sacred symbols engraved on the ancient city gates have faded and lost their luster.

The icy river that encircles the city-state still flows, but its surface no longer reflects the blue sky; instead, it is filled with tiny black feathers, like snowflakes soaked in ink, drifting with the current.

Inside the city, the once pristine white Gothic buildings and the spires of churches inlaid with colorful stained glass are now all shrouded in a heavy shadow.

The streets remained spotless, yet eerily silent, save for the black cloth banners fluttering in the cold wind, like countless mournful hands silently tearing at the sky.

This is the Holy City Mourning – the highest level of mourning that is only triggered when an archangel falls.

Black feathers drifted down from the "Hall of Eternity" at the highest point of the holy city, each one carrying the last rays of the angel's wings.

On both sides of the street, holy judges dressed in black robes stood with their heads bowed. The tips of their staffs were wrapped in black gauze, and the staffs struck the ground heavily, making a dull thud, as if tolling a funeral bell for the deceased.

In the shop windows, the golden emblems symbolizing the glory of the holy city were all replaced with black mourning emblems, on which Sariel's name was embroidered in silver thread.

“Sariel…” one person held a extinguished holy lamp in their hands, “We will remember his sacrifice.”

Below the stage, countless citizens of the Holy City knelt on one knee, their black cloaks spreading out behind them like a surging undercurrent.

Among the crowd, some sobbed softly, some clutched the holy seal on their chests, but most had eyes burning with rage.

"No matter who the murderer is—"

Even if he hides at the very bottom of the abyss, even if he escapes to the ends of time and space...

"The judgment of the Holy City will surely come!"

Inside the highest council chamber of the Holy City, the golden starlight representing Sariel's life mark had extinguished, leaving only a wisp of smoke rising.

"The Holy City must state its position on this matter."

Archangel Uriel spoke slowly, seated at the head of the table, with the wings of a seraphim slowly unfurling behind him.

Xing Tianshi Far said, "We cannot compromise. In a few days, the people of the continent will know that our Holy City's Archangel has fallen."

"The entire continent's magic associations are probably waiting to see how we deal with the humiliation of the archangel's fall. This is no longer about revenge; it's a matter of life and death for the Holy City's dignity!"

"Breaking news." However, at this moment, Raphael tapped his fingertip lightly, "The one who killed Sariel is very likely the Silverwing Queen under Azir's command in the Shurima Empire."

In an instant, all the angel wings in the council chamber closed simultaneously.

The air seemed to freeze.

“That madman… Demon Emperor,” Remiel said uncertainly.

Even the most radical Xing Tianshi Faer fell silent.

Azir—the name itself is taboo.

Azir's Shurima Empire has turned Africa upside down and has essentially "unified" the continent, with numerous emperor-level powerhouses under its command.

Wherever his sun disk shines, that place becomes his territory.

"Kill a space-type emperor?" Uriel suddenly chuckled. "Even if we send out our entire force, if she wants to escape, who can stop her?"

One of the angels, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "What I'm curious about is why the Silverwing Ant Queen appeared in the Sakura Kingdom?"

"Sariel is in charge of monitoring the Red Devils, so how did he end up provoking the ant-tribe emperor of Africa?"

Raphael also said, "Unless..."

"Unless... the Red Devils and the Shurima Empire have a connection we are unaware of."

(End of this chapter)