Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 578: The Hope of Survival
The thousand-year struggle between the God of Light and the God of Death had continued.
Countless creatures had died for this conflict, elves, humans, orcs…
One only needed to look at the bizarre undead to see that they comprised a wide variety of races, none alike.
And now they were being told that all of this was merely for amusement?!
“Didn’t you consider the lives of the beings in the prime material plane? What if the Undead Calamity had gotten out of control?” Adenasi asked with a dazed expression.
Her worldview had collapsed; her mind was filled only with amusement.
She felt like she was nothing more than a joke.
“The Undead Calamity will not erupt,” Michael stated with certainty, shaking his head.
“On what grounds are you so sure?”
“On the grounds that I said so.” Michael smiled.
“I am the King of Angels, a Mid-level God. When I was born, the God of Death himself flicked my little… appendage. Later, I removed it and made it into a necklace for Ossirist.”
Xi Wei: “6!”
Adenasi: “…!?”
Alice: “……”
Angels have no gender, or rather, they can switch between any gender at will.
However, even so, Michael’s actions were too outlandish, completely unlike something a leader of a radiant force would do.
But, it seemed there was nothing to question now; the thousand-year struggle was a deception.
Michael had already answered her question; he was powerful enough to prevent the Undead Calamity from erupting.
“But what about those who died? All because of a game?”
Michael knew Adenasi would ask this question.
He had the answer prepared long ago, or rather, from the moment he deliberately escalated the conflict between the undead and the forces of light, he had anticipated everything that might happen.
He said, “The conflicts in the prime material plane will never cease. Even before the existence of the undead races, the friction between humans, Titans, Giant Dragons, Dwarves, Orcs, and Elves never stopped. If I were to liken the inter-racial wars to the sea, then the undead would be at most a cup of water. If I pour a cup of water into the sea, doesn’t the sea remain the sea?”
Adenasi wanted to retort but found herself unable to utter a word.
She wanted to say, what if?
What if the sea was overturned by a single cup of water?
But there was no “what if,” because the Undead Emperor had been captured, and the undead’s attack on the elves had been halted.
Another undead plot had been intercepted.
Perhaps history had not been rewritten by the undead because a force had been constantly eroding them.
Once the undead grew strong, this force would appear in various ways.
It was just that today, they had lifted the veil and exposed themselves completely.
The cards were on the table: the God of Light was treating the undead race like a plaything.
The God of Death might not even care, in fact, he might be enjoying it! It was fun!
Not a single one of these gods was mentally sound.
Watching Adenasi lower her head, Michael knew that everyone had accepted the fact that the God of Death and the God of Light were friends.
“Then, let’s return to the previous topic, concerning treating the Elven Empress.”
Michael knelt down and plucked a foxtail grass from the ground, tucking it into Alice’s hair as he spoke, repeating this action.
“To remove the God of Death’s curse, you either need to awaken the God of Death, or bathe in the Dead Sea for a day. The unconscious undead energy will be absorbed by the Dead Sea. The former is unlikely; the God of Death’s Godhead is missing a part, and we need to help him find the fragments. The undead race has been working on this, but their progress is unknown.”
Michael’s speed increased, and Alice’s hair was already full of grass, yet he didn’t stop.
“But, Alice probably won’t be able to hold on until then. For the latter, you can consider it, but it’s very likely that your soul will be absorbed along with it, leaving only an empty shell. It’s barely worth it.”
In his past life, Xi Wei was a science student, so he understood the second method extremely well; wasn’t it plasmolysis?
Diffusion from low concentration to high concentration?
As expected, learning physics, chemistry, and biology makes you unafraid to travel anywhere.
His biology teacher had told him the truth.
But, weren’t there some strange things mixed into Michael’s words just now?
Never mind, since the King of Angels said it, there shouldn’t be any major problems.
Xi Wei silently gave Michael a thumbs-up in his heart!
“I understand,” Alice said with a cold expression, her eyes deep in thought. Some of the foxtail grass on her head fell off.
If she could live, she naturally wanted to continue living, even a shred of hope was worth trying.
“I am willing to bathe in the Dead Sea,” she declared resolutely.
“You need to think carefully! If your soul is absorbed, it’s equivalent to being devoured by the God of Death. If you are transformed into an undead, you might still retain your memories,” Michael clearly explained the pros and cons to Alice.
“I’ve made up my mind…” Alice said without hesitation:
“I only wish to live as an elf, or to die as an elf.”
Even though she was no longer the Elven Empress.
But she had a part of the World Tree within her.
Dust to dust, earth to earth; this was her respect and belief in the World Tree.
“Good! You have courage!” Michael clapped his hands, and some feathers fell from his wings as he flew towards the Holy Light Cage.
Audoin and Angus’s screams continued incessantly, but they had become background noise for everyone.
“Th-then, will His Majesty the Empress and I go to the Dead Sea now?” Adenasi asked hesitantly.
“Don’t rush. After we deal with Audoin, we will head to the Undead Desert to check on the God of Death’s condition. We will take the opportunity to help Alice open a path to the depths of the Dead Sea.”
Michael plucked another foxtail grass from the ground.
Alice had now reacted and was about to dodge, but for some reason, she remained rooted to the spot.
As this last foxtail grass was tucked into her hair, the other foxtail grasses turned into golden light spots and converged towards the last one.
The last foxtail grass was no longer a foxtail grass.
It miraculously transformed into a magnificent golden feather, as if it had just fallen from Michael’s wing.
“Fate has chosen to bestow you a blessing, and I respect fate’s choice.”
Michael smiled slightly, rose into the air, and with a flap of his wings, transformed into a golden aurora, ascending and gradually disappearing.
The Holy Light Cage disappeared with him.
Gabriel pulled the Divine Sword of Judgment from the dying Ghost Dragon Angus and also vanished in a streak of light.
Before leaving, she kicked the Ghost Dragon towards Xi Wei.
Uriel and Raphael did the same; they had all returned to the Divine Kingdom, or perhaps… they were having afternoon tea with the Undead Emperor Audoin in a quieter place.
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Today, I’m also hanging out with Gabriel.
This has no errors.
