Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 424 Kindred's Fourth Mark - Michael, the Death Mark
My thoughts drifted back from the internal discussion.

Shao Zheng turned his gaze back to Michael in front of him.

"His Excellency the Archangel's request is both reasonable and justified," Shao Zheng said in a steady yet powerful voice, carrying the composure of a host.

"Humanity is facing an existential crisis, and we should put aside past grievances and work together to overcome this challenge!"

Then Shao Zheng took out a magic map that marked the magical resources and strategic locations throughout China.

The map is shimmering with different colors, with different areas flashing with different colored lights, indicating the density of demons, the abundance of resources, and the current defense level.

Shao Zheng's fingers swept across the dense urban clusters in the east and the winding coastline in the south.

It eventually landed in that vast western region, dominated by earthy yellow and dark red hues.

His fingertip drew a circle in a relatively flat area with decent resource markings, but far from the core of China's territory.

"Western my country is a vast region with immense strategic depth."

"This place is relatively sparsely populated and needs a powerful force to guard it, eliminate demons, and expand its territory."

"Friends of the Holy City, if you are willing to abandon us, you may choose to establish a new foundation here. We can provide the necessary initial material assistance and information support."

This location can separate the power of the Holy City from the core area of ​​China, preventing it from infiltrating too quickly and affecting the domestic situation.

The demons in the west are quite powerful, so the Holy City can deal with them on its own.

Michael's gaze lingered on the map for a moment, his golden pupils revealing neither joy nor anger.

He naturally understood Shao Zheng's intentions, but circumstances were beyond his control.

He nodded slightly: "The Grand Speaker's considerations are thorough and his arrangements are appropriate."

“In that case, on behalf of the Holy City and the Parthenon, I thank the Grand Councilor for his generosity.”

Both sides were well aware that China was unwilling to engage in direct conflict with this remaining but still powerful force, lest internal strife give the demons an opportunity to exploit.

The remnants of the Holy City, having endured countless calamities and a life of constant displacement, are now desperately seeking a stable environment to regroup and rebuild their strength for a future comeback. They are even less willing to engage in any conflict with their hosts at this time.

Michael originally wanted to have a deeper private exchange with Murong in order to further win over this former vassal who had considerable influence in China and gain more support.

However, Shao Zheng's personal presence and overall leadership clearly demonstrated the official attitude and control over the matter.

Michael knew that it was not advisable to create any further complications at this time, so he had no choice but to temporarily postpone the subsequent communication plan.

After leaving the Mu family, Michael quickly held emergency consultations with Raphael and other angels, as well as key personnel of the Parthenon.

Despite concerns about the harsh environment of the West and the potential threat of demons.

But after weighing all the options, they unanimously agreed that accepting Shao Zheng's arrangement was the only viable option at present.

At least, they can take this opportunity to catch their breath.

Soon, the joint delegation from the Holy City and the Parthenon, carrying the remaining heritage and believers, crossed mountains and rivers and arrived at the designated area—XJ in the west.

They deliberately avoided the XZ direction because it bordered the infamous and unfathomable Kunlun Demon Kingdom.

Even the proud angels, after experiencing the Void Calamity, knew that the ancient beings in that mountain range were far beyond their current ability to easily reach.

Fortunately, in the catastrophe of the Holy City's destruction, they risked their lives to preserve the Holy City's most core foundation—the Earth Core that served as the city's energy source!

This crystal, containing immense sacred energy, is their greatest asset for reconstruction.

They trekked all the way and finally arrived at a vast plain.

The sky was clear and blue, and the fields stretched to the horizon. The distant mountains, like dark eyebrows, embraced this land, making it seem like a pure land.

Michael stood against the wind, finally finding a long-lost sense of peace here. He surveyed the boundless land beneath his feet: "This is it. The terrain is stable; it's a pristine land suitable for survival."

Deep within this plain dwells a ferocious wolf demon tribe, whose leader has reached the level of a monarch, possessing claws powerful enough to tear mountains apart.

But all this resistance was insignificant in the face of Michael.

With just a beam of holy light emanating from his palm, he turned the demon lord into scattered dust.

With the threat eliminated, the great undertaking of building the city began.

Using the heart of the earth as a pivot, Michael and the angels invoked the remaining divine power in the world, chanting ancient incantations.

Holy light rippled outwards from the core, purifying the soil tainted by darkness. A faint golden barrier rose from the ground, forming the first line of defense for the city.

On the other side, the sages of the Parthenon, their palms flowing with soft green, their magic seeping into the barren earth like a gentle rain.

Tender shoots break through the soil, vines spread and extend, and the once barren soil begins to exude the fragrance of life. Crops thrive under the nourishment of plant magic.

The earth-elemental high-level mages moved giant stones, built the foundation, and constructed the prototype of the city wall.

The skeleton of this new holy city was built brick by brick.

Gradually, a new city, blending the glory of the holy city with the life force of Parthenon, began to quietly emerge on this once barren western frontier.

Everything seems to be moving in a stable direction.

However, the trajectory of fate is always full of variables.

One day, Michael was meditating and practicing in the palace, which was already taking shape.

Suddenly, without warning!
The space in front of him seemed to be cleaved open by an invisible blade, and an incredibly clear crack in the void appeared!

Immediately afterwards, a strange mark, interwoven with black and white and exuding a strong aura of death, shot out from the crack as if it had a life of its own.

Michael didn't even have time to make any effective defense or dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the mark ignored the holy light protecting him and, like a phantom, directly imprinted itself on the holy armor on his chest!

"Om-!"

The moment the mark landed, a cold, deathly silence, as if being stared at by some eerie force, spread throughout my body!
Michael's body trembled violently, and the holy light around him dimmed.

He looked down, staring intently at the black and white mark on his chest that was slowly rotating and constantly emitting ominous fluctuations. His golden eyes were filled with shock and disbelief!

"This is... the mark of death?!"

Because Su Lu had previously stated the rumors and information about Kindred at the Asian Magic Association.

This has made the existence that controls death no longer a secret in many parts of Asia.

Michael, who had just gained a moment of peace and his mind was somewhat calmer, suddenly felt his mood sink to rock bottom.

A tremendous sense of crisis and urgency gripped his heart once again.

Kindred's battle in the Pacific was over, and he gained considerable power from it.

And he was about to choose the fourth mark.

After acquiring the four marks, his power can be increased again, at which point he may be able to contend with the Dark Emperor!
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(End of this chapter)