Michael immediately rejected several possibilities. He first thought of the Emperor's subjects, but unfortunately he still was not cruel enough for that.
Michael's expression became conflicted as he started battling with his sense of morals.
Then subconsciously, his eyes drifted downward toward the hundreds upon hundreds of undead spread across the capital. All were Rank 3. None of them individually mattered much compared to Beginning.
Michael froze. Then he looked again. His breathing slowly stopped.
A thought appeared inside his mind. A thought so ruthless that even he instinctively recoiled from it.
If a few dozen, even hundreds. Yes. The number was more than enough, Michael thought. If even a fraction of them were dragged into the Trial Domain and Beginning devoured them, they would become fuel for his victory.
Michael stared at the undead below. The undead stared back with empty eyes.
For a long moment, he said nothing. The battle above continued. Beginning kept losing while the Emperor kept growing stronger.
A dangerous light appeared in Michael's eyes. He could see a possible way to turn the tables. The only question remaining was whether he was willing to pay the price.
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