Healing System

Chapter 204 Trial of the Golden Dragon Sect (8)

"Anna," he spoke, looking at the girl before him.

"Yes, mister?" She replied innocently, swinging her legs in the air despite one of her knees starting to bleed. Your adventure continues at empire

'Any way I can save her?' he questioned the system while returning a warm smile to Anna before swiftly healing her knee.

If there is a way, I don't know it. If one of our own was affected by something like this, we just straight up killed them. There was no use or time for anything else.

'But we have time now. Do you think you can do something?'

I am not omnipotent... The system began speaking, but Michael swiftly interjected,

'Not omnipotent, but certainly knowledgeable—much more than me. Look, the red is starting to overtake the green. Doesn't look like she has much time left.'

You are guilt-tripping me...

'Is it working?' he chuckled inwardly.

The system remained silent for a moment before letting out a sigh. Your stupidity is rubbing off on me.

As its words fell, Michael suddenly felt his Halo being tugged, and immediately, the system materialized in its humanoid form.

"Child, what is it you last remember?" Mikhail walked up to the child, his golden hair making her eyes sparkle.

"Umm... bed," Anna said, not going into detail.

"Okay, child, what shape was the bed?"

Michael raised his brow at that question. 'What is that supposed to prove?'

"Oh... circ—" Just as she was about to answer, Mikhail interrupted her, continuing his nonsensical questionnaire.

"What's the color of your hair?"

"Br—"

"How many fingers do you have?"

'Okay... what the fuck is he doing?' Michael's brow twitched as he walked up to Mikhail and pushed him aside.

"What kind of quiz is this? Are you trying to make her fall asleep or something?"

"Don't be an idiot. Open up the map if you don't understand." Mikhail shrugged him off before returning to Anna and continuing to ask her those stupid questions.

At the same time, Michael decided to check out the map, and to his surprise, the red dot that had been plaguing her just a few moments ago was now mostly green again.

"How did you do that? I didn't feel you use any mana."

"Because I didn't. It's simple psychology," he answered before straightening his back. "Her mind is locking onto a single path—one that completely abandons her previous self. Since she is still not fully corrupted, bringing her back, even for just a moment, is possible..."

"But?" Michael rolled his eyes.

And Mikhail continued, "But it's only a temporary solution. Once Lapis gets back, it'll all be over, and this time, even faster."

Nodding in understanding, Michael said, "I just have to kill the clones, right?"

"Right, and well, the rest too. It would give you a higher chance of winning that way, because as things stand, you can't defeat a Tier 6 with many underlings."

"Seems like it has come to this, then..." Michael sighed before saying, "Can you mimic my appearance? You could keep Anna at bay while I go up and deal with them."

"That's the plan, then. Give me 30%," Mikhail stated before throwing the Halo to him.

Without wasting any time, Michael immediately infused it with his mana before tossing it back and questioning, "You sure that's going to be enough? There's only like 350% of my mana there."

However, he was immediately assured. "It's fine. This is more than enough for such a small task. You can get out." With those words, his hair color suddenly changed, mimicking Michael's.

"I look like an idiot," Mikhail said before shooting him a glance and then quickly turning away, returning to the stupid questionnaire from earlier.

'...Classic.' Michael waved off his insults; it was nothing new. Besides, he took a few digs at him as well from time to time.

But it was time to depart. He only hoped the system—Mikhail—wouldn't slack off.

Making his way through the tunnels, following the same route he took to get here, Michael finally arrived back in the upper city.

Unlike before, the atmosphere seemed darker, the people walking around even more so. Their eyes were absolutely lifeless, a stark contrast to what he had seen the moment he arrived.

'The system was right... everything did happen extremely fast.' He glanced at one person in particular—it was some woman, and she was directly walking into him.

He sidestepped, letting her pass. To his surprise, however, she came back again, this time a little faster.

It was as though she was trying to knock into him purposefully.

Michael noticed something was off and turned to the side. Immediately, he saw the incoming swarm of people walking steadily toward him.

"Anyone here have a working brain?" he called out, seemingly trying to make at least one of them react.

But there was nothing.

Only the emotionless husks that were increasing their pace as they neared him.

With a sigh, he flew up into the sky, watching the swarm below him grow more and more with each passing moment.

Yet none among them were any of the people he was looking for—in fact, the two green dots were still on the outskirts of the city.

And the husks below him were slowly forming a tower of sorts, trying to build up to him and bring him down.

'Ah... it always turns out like this...' He stretched out his arm, and suddenly, the blurry skies above began parting, and a tiny golden light emerged.

Suddenly, it shaped itself into a miniature sword and immediately began expanding, its speed unparalleled to what he had seen previously.

The eyes in the sky that had been present earlier seemed to disappear too—all that was visible aside from his ever-growing golden sword was darkness.

Total darkness.

'Sorry,' Michael exclaimed before bringing his hand down.

However, the sword did not move from the sky. Instead, it remained completely still, merely gathering all the mana from the atmosphere and making it even larger.

By now, it had covered at least half of the sky, and before he knew it, began descending.

He took it as his sign to fly past it and reach the very top of the city.

However, the destruction that was about to happen was beyond him—the first Heavenly Judgement he had created was labeled as nearly a Tier 3 attack. Then what would this make it?

'This might be a bit more than I had bargained for,' Michael thought with a frown, reaching the very top of this supposed sky.

And what greeted him was a dome—one where, on the other side, he could see several ocean monsters swimming around.

'A bird's cage—whose imitation of Atlantis is this?'

But just as his thoughts fell, Heavenly Judgement finally descended a certain threshold and began emitting deadly mana in all directions.

What he didn't expect, however, was the fact that along with his golden mana, there were black and white arcs flying out, decimating the surroundings much more than the rest.

And the people below? They couldn't even survive until his attack actually hit them—most turned to ash.

However, the moment it hit, that was when all hell broke loose. He couldn't even hear the impact—only the ringing of his own ears as his eardrums popped. Yet a mushroom-like cloud of mana was threatening to envelop him whole.

Yet, there was another thing of note—one that stood out even more than the mana cloud—was a person standing on a falling-apart building.

It was Lapis, and he was glaring at him with hatred.

'...Is this what the system meant by start with a bang?'