Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World

Chapter 1001: Judgement Has Arrived

Far above the skies, space distorted silently before Michael and Wisdom stepped out from the folded void itself.

The moment Michael arrived within the vicinity of the capital, the entire atmosphere of the region subtly changed.

Unlike before, this time Michael made absolutely no effort to hide his presence. The effect was immediate.

The moment they appeared, countless powerful figures throughout the capital instantly sensed it. Several expressions changed instantly.

"What is that...?"

At the same time, even ordinary mortals throughout the capital subconsciously noticed something strange. Many civilians walking through the streets suddenly paused instinctively before looking upward in confusion. Some saw nothing. Others vaguely noticed a dark figure high above the clouds.

However, fortunately for them, Michael was far too high in the sky and his attention was not focused on them directly. Otherwise, merely looking at him in his current state would have been enough to seriously harm weaker mortals.

Ironically, the people suffering the most were actually the supernaturals below, thanks to their stronger senses. The moment their perception touched Michael’s presence, their expressions immediately changed drastically.

BOOM!

Inside a certain mage tower, one elderly mage suddenly coughed blood violently while stumbling backward.

"H-Heavens..."

His eyes trembled with horror. It felt like his senses had brushed against some terrifying abyss.

Inside another noble estate, a Grand Stage knight suddenly dropped to one knee while his instincts screamed in warning. Cold sweat poured down his face uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, several scouts and perception-focused supernaturals directly fainted on the spot after attempting to probe the figure in the sky.

Far above the capital, Michael quietly overlooked the massive city beneath him.

At the same time, deep within the royal palace, several powerful figures suddenly stood up simultaneously. Princess Priscilla’s expression changed sharply. The former king’s eyes narrowed instantly. Even Mage Lian abruptly looked toward the sky with a grave expression.

All of them had sensed it. Michael had arrived.

Meanwhile, the reactions of the two princes and Count Hallen were far more intense.

The moment they sensed Michael’s arrival, all three figures instantly lost the little composure they still possessed.

The Ninth Prince’s face turned deathly pale. He had just stood up when his legs weakened instantly beneath him and he collapsed heavily onto the floor.

"N-No..."

His voice trembled violently. Cold sweat poured down his body uncontrollably.

At this point, after personally sensing Michael’s terrifying presence from afar, the Ninth Prince finally realized something clearly. The person they had offended was not some genius, nor some talented young supernatural.

It was a monster. A genuine monster.

Beside him, the Tenth Prince looked no better. His body shook visibly while terror completely filled his eyes. Even Count Hallen nearly fainted outright. The pressure descending from the sky alone already made it difficult for him to breathe.

At this moment, all three finally understood just how ridiculous their previous actions had truly been.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The Ninth Prince suddenly crawled forward desperately.

"Y-Your Majesty!"

He looked toward Princess Priscilla and the former king almost pleadingly.

"Save me! I-I was wrong! I truly did not know things would become like this!"

His voice had completely lost all dignity now.

The Tenth Prince also hurriedly crawled forward afterward.

"Aunt! Please! Please protect me! I-I know I was wrong! I’ll apologize! I’ll compensate him! I’ll do anything!"

Meanwhile, Count Hallen had already completely collapsed onto the ground. His body trembled nonstop.

"Y-Your Majesties..."

His lips shook violently.

"I-I only wanted to improve my standing with the empire. I never intended for things to escalate this far. I-I truly didn’t know..."

At this point, all three looked miserable beyond words. The earlier arrogance they once carried had completely disappeared. Only fear remained.

Unfortunately for them, the expressions of everyone else inside the hall only became uglier. Especially Princess Priscilla, who no longer knew what exactly could be done anymore.

Michael had already arrived personally. And after everything that had happened, who here truly believed words alone could resolve this situation?

The former king slowly closed his eyes briefly before exhaling deeply. Even he felt a rare sense of helplessness now.

How ridiculous. A former ruler of an entire kingdom feeling helpless because of a single young man.

Yet after sensing Michael’s presence personally, the old king could no longer find the situation absurd. Even he had to admit it. That aura was far too terrifying.

Princess Priscilla slowly looked toward the three begging figures on the ground. Then she spoke coldly.

"Do you think apologies matter now?"

The Ninth Prince froze. The Tenth Prince’s face turned pale.

Princess Priscilla’s expression only became colder afterward.

"You felt safe because the empire stood behind you. You believed Sir Mic could be suppressed. You believed he would fear consequences."

Her voice gradually sharpened.

"But now?"

She slowly pointed upward toward the sky beyond the palace.

"Can you not feel it yourselves?"

The entire hall fell silent again.

Of course they could feel it. Everyone could. That terrifying presence hanging above the capital felt less like a human being and more like some natural disaster waiting to descend at any moment.

The Ninth Prince’s body shook harder. At this point, he finally realized something truly horrifying. Michael might not even care anymore whether the kingdom protected them or not. With that kind of strength, he could simply kill them directly.

The Tenth Prince also clearly understood the same thing. Terror completely overwhelmed him.

"Aunt... please..."

His voice sounded desperate now.

"You have to save me..."

Princess Priscilla looked at him silently for several seconds. Then she slowly closed her eyes in despair.

Even if she wanted to save them, how?

Suddenly, space inside the meeting hall distorted silently.

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

Before anyone could even react properly, a figure appeared directly within the center of the hall.

Michael stood there calmly in black robes while faint spatial fluctuations distorted the air around him. Beside him floated Wisdom in its reduced form, its pure white eyes quietly sweeping across the room.

The entire meeting hall froze instantly.

The moment Michael’s gaze landed upon the Ninth Prince, the latter’s face instantly lost all color.

"N-No..."

His body trembled violently.

The Tenth Prince’s pupils also contracted sharply while Count Hallen nearly screamed outright.

Michael said nothing.

He merely looked at them quietly.

Then suddenly, the Tenth Prince’s body jerked upward violently.

"GHHK—!"

His feet left the ground instantly.

Both hands immediately grabbed at his throat desperately as if invisible hands had suddenly wrapped around his neck.

The surrounding space around him visibly distorted faintly.

His body slowly floated higher and higher into the air.