Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 341 The Price of Stubbornness: Heavy Losses, Remiel's Death
At the same time, Remiel, Raphael, Shaja, and several of the strongest Saint Shadow warriors also unleashed their full power simultaneously!
They knew all too well that any hesitation in the face of a desert emperor was fatal.

In an instant, this golden sea of ​​death was illuminated by an unprecedented power of light!
The blazing white holy sword of judgment, the roaring spear of lightning, the world-cleansing firestorm, and several forbidden spells containing terrifying fluctuations—these powerful forces, which would normally easily destroy a city, now surged forth like a flood, overwhelming the golden Sand Emperor!

This sudden and unexpected concentrated attack caused a hint of surprise to flash in the eyes of the Sand Emperor, who had been playing with a cat-and-mouse mentality.

He never expected that these rats that had sneaked into his territory could unleash such power.

"Hmph, the light of an ant dares to compete with the glory of the desert?" The cold voice of the Flowing Sand Emperor was like the friction of billions of grains of sand.

He didn't move; he just slightly moved his mind, and the endless sea of ​​sand in front of him began to boil as if it had come to life!

Countless golden sands shot into the sky, instantly forming enormous, ever-flowing and rotating sand walls, thick and solid, like mountains that have existed since time immemorial.

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
The combined attack of the angels and the Holy Shadows slammed heavily against the sand barrier!
A terrifying roar erupted!
The holy light and quicksand were annihilated in a frenzy, and the shockwaves whipped up giant waves hundreds of meters high in the surrounding sand.

This attack, which gathered the remaining top power of the Holy City, actually forced the Sand Emperor to take a few steps back, and the golden light around him became slightly disordered, clearly causing some trouble.

"Now! Go!" Michael roared, not expecting this attack to seriously injure his opponent, but only to seize that fleeting opportunity!

The angels did not linger in battle. Taking advantage of the moment when the enemy was temporarily hindered by the fierce attack and a gap appeared in the sand defense, they increased their speed to the extreme, transformed into streaks of light, and desperately rushed towards the other side of the sand sea—the Indian Ocean!

"Trying to run? You're really underestimating me!" The Emperor of Flowing Sand steadied himself, his surprise replaced by genuine anger.

He slammed both palms forward!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Six enormous sand dunes, composed of golden sand grains, roared and coalesced from the sea of ​​sand!

Each one was hundreds of meters long, lifelike, with sharp scales and claws, exuding a suffocating imperial aura, and pounced on the fleeing people of the holy city from different directions at extremely fast speed!

However, misfortunes never come singly.

At the very moment when everyone in the Holy City unleashed their power without regard for anything else, the endless radiance of the sun disk hanging high in the sky seemed to suddenly have a "focus"!
An invisible yet heavy will, mixed with pure light energy and heat waves, precisely locked onto all the individuals below who were unleashing fluctuations of super-level or higher!
"Uh!"

"what!"

The people of the Holy City, who were flying away at full speed, all felt their bodies sink, as if invisible shackles had suddenly been put on their souls and wings.

This caused the flow of magic within their bodies to become extremely obscure, sluggish, and even nearly interrupted!

For the four archangels with the greatest power, they did not collapse immediately, but they were as if they were stuck in a quagmire. Every time they mobilized their magic, it became extremely difficult, and their flight posture lost its original lightness and speed.

Just then, the six ferocious golden sand dragons roared and approached, carrying a wave of heat, and opened their huge mouths to bite!

The four archangels did their best to resist.

Michael's sword of judgment blazed with intense light, and Raphael's hymn barrier formed a fortress...

Although the shock caused his blood to surge and his wings to become disheveled.

But in the end, they persevered and were not swallowed by the quicksand.

However, this double blow was fatal to the slightly weaker Saint Shadow Mage!

Their figures froze in mid-air, and their protective magic instantly dimmed.

Just as the old forces were exhausted, the new forces had not yet been generated, and the power was being severely suppressed, two ferocious golden sand dragons pounced!

"Do not--!!!"

The piercing screams abruptly ceased. The two Holy Shadow Mages couldn't even put up a decent resistance before being swallowed and enveloped by the endless quicksand. The sand grains, like billions of tiny millstones, instantly crushed their flesh and bones, completely dissipating into the world.

"Damn it!" Michael's eyes widened in fury, but he was powerless to help.

Then an even bigger crisis followed.

The entire surrounding golden sand area seemed to come alive!

Countless desert monsters of various forms—from the enormous, hard-shelled Holy Armor Sandworm, to the Sandstorm Spirit that rides sandstorms, and to the swarms of gilded scorpions that surge out from beneath the sand like a tide.

As if receiving a unified command, they swarmed out from all directions of the sand dunes, forming a deadly encirclement that stretched as far as the eye could see!

Above them, the relentless pressure and suppression of the sun's disk greatly limited their magic.

Ahead stood the Sand Emperor, whose power was unfathomable and who controlled the entire desert, his imperial might coldly blocking the way.

There is also support that could arrive at any time.

Only now did the people of the Holy City, trapped in the encirclement, realize how correct their decision to decisively detour had been.

The boundless golden horde of demons, and the Sand Emperor alone who could hold them back, formed a wall of despair that they could not break through by force.

A profound sense of regret and powerlessness gripped everyone.

Michael's face turned extremely ugly, not only because of the desperate situation he was in, but also because of the heavy price and shame he had paid for his own wrong decision.

Under this suffocating pressure, Remiel gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He shouted urgently, "There's no time to hesitate! You all retreat! I'll hold them off! If we drag this out any longer, and the desert reinforcements surround us, we'll all die here!"

"Then what are you going to do?!" Raphael asked in a mixture of surprise and anxiety.

"Don't worry about me! Go! This is the only chance!" Remiel's voice was resolute, even carrying a hint of roar.

He had no time to explain, and even less time to say goodbye.

Before he finished speaking, a radiant light burst forth from the wings of light behind him, and he turned around without hesitation, charging towards the immovable Emperor of the Flowing Sands and the endless torrent of demons!

Remiel majored in summoning. The powerful contracted creature he relied on for fame—the Holy Golden Dragon—as well as many powerful summoned beasts cultivated by the Holy City over the years, had already been lost in the previous battle with the Void.

This has significantly diminished his strength, causing him to fall from his peak.

That is why, in this desperate situation, he chose to sacrifice his own life to give them a chance to live!
Suppressing his immense grief and self-reproach, Michael hoarsely ordered, "Go! Everyone retreat the way you came! Quickly!"

The surviving angels and holy shadows immediately burst forth at their fastest speed, rushing back in the direction they had come from, trying to escape this golden sand domain as quickly as possible.

Just as they rushed out, a terrifying explosion that shook the heavens and the earth came from behind them!

Remiel ultimately stopped the Sand Emperor by self-destructing.

It blasted a path to safety for its companions as they fled.

(End of this chapter)