Chapter 110: Michel, the 'Saint'

"There's no need to be nervous. Please, have a seat."
Uchiha Li took his place at the head of the table with an air of casual authority, then spoke lightly, as if the matter were trivial.

Upon hearing this, Kakashi instinctively sat down, though a trace of restraint lingered about him.

The demonstration from the leader of Terra before him had genuinely startled Kakashi; he had never heard of such an ability that could seemingly create something out of thin air.

Not even the Kage of the various villages could achieve such a feat—this Kakashi was utterly certain of.

What kind of existence was Terra truly? And to what extent had this man’s power reached?

A torrent of thoughts raced through Kakashi’s mind in a brief moment.

Noticing Kakashi’s expression, a flicker of satisfaction passed beneath Uchiha Li’s mask.

Much like Shisui had been, Kakashi was visibly shaken by the sheer power displayed.

Moreover, having transplanted cells from the First Hokage, he could wield the Mangekyō Sharingan abilities extensively, which only enhanced the effect this time.

At least, maintaining the power was no longer a concern; the chakra consumption and recovery were nearly balanced.

Seeing Kakashi growing increasingly uneasy under his scrutiny, Uchiha Li spoke at an opportune moment, “Very well. I will now explain some rules of Terra. As long as you abide by these, there is nothing to fear.”

“And if I don’t follow the rules?”

Kakashi thought to himself with a slight smirk, yet dared not voice it aloud.

He was sure this Terra leader appeared affable but could be quite the opposite in reality.

With that in mind, Kakashi took a deep breath and said, “Please, go ahead.”

Uchiha Li spoke deliberately, “Caruso must have told you that Terra does not interfere with your village, correct?”

Kakashi nodded, “Yes. That was precisely why I was willing to join Terra.”

“Rest assured, Terra truly does not meddle.”

Pausing briefly, Uchiha Li continued, “But you must understand, while joining Terra grants you power, you must also make corresponding contributions…”

Drawing from previous experience, he repeated words similar to those he had once spoken to Shisui.

“I understand.”

Kakashi voiced no doubts and answered firmly.

He was content with Terra’s principle of equivalent exchange, even if it meant assisting the leader with certain tasks.

After all, in his village, he was also accustomed to undertaking various missions.

“Hm.” Uchiha Li responded in a neutral tone, then said, “Since you understand, let us proceed directly with your Apostle succession ceremony.”

Suppressing the surge of excitement within, Kakashi sat upright.

Uchiha Li then spoke slowly:

“You are to succeed the twelfth Apostle, ‘The Saint’ Michael.”

“He is the Angel of God, wielding the power to command light, capable of providing comprehensive enhancements to you and those around you.”

“Healing, amplification, purification, restoration, even resurrection…”

“Furthermore, Caruso has told me some things about you. I believe Michael’s power will perfectly complement your weaknesses.”

“But you must remember, the fall of an angel often happens in an instant, so you must always hold fast to your original intention.”

The reason for entrusting Michael’s power to Kakashi was twofold: firstly, because it offered the most fitting enhancement for him.

Secondly, because of Kakashi’s character—having endured so much pain, he might have been lost at times but never succumbed to despair.

People like Obito or Itachi, if they were to inherit Michael’s power, might well become ‘fallen angels.’

Moreover, Uchiha Li was confident that with the promise of Michael’s abilities, Kakashi would find it impossible to refuse.

Sure enough, upon hearing those words, Kakashi eagerly asked, “Resurrection—is that really possible?”

Realizing his impoliteness, he quickly added, “I apologize for interrupting you.”

Had he been any calmer, he would never have committed such a breach of etiquette, but the mere mention of ‘resurrection’ stirred his hope beyond restraint.

He could not yet be certain if it was true, but he carried too many regrets to ignore the possibility.

Before this moment, he would never have believed anyone capable of such a thing, but the Terra leader’s recent display of creation had pushed his expectations to their peak.

What others could not do, perhaps Terra could.

This was the thought racing through Kakashi’s mind.

Seeing the hope shining in Kakashi’s eyes, Uchiha Li nodded and said, “Death is not the end. As long as certain conditions are met, resurrection is not impossible.”

Hearing this, Kakashi struggled to contain his excitement.

But Uchiha Li spoke again, “However, even if you inherit Michael’s power, you will not be able to perform such feats in the short term. You are simply too weak now to fully wield an Apostle’s strength.”

A shadow of disappointment flickered in Kakashi’s eyes but vanished swiftly.

Calming himself, he spoke with unwavering resolve, “I am willing to become a member of Terra and abide by its rules.”

“Very good.” Uchiha Li gestured toward a statue of Michael nearby and said, “Go. Stand there. Terra will guide you.”

Kakashi nodded, took a deep breath, and walked directly to the statue.

Uchiha Li activated his authority as the will of Terra, establishing a connection between Michael and Shisui.

Suddenly, the lifeless statue of Michael began to tremble violently, emanating a soft, radiant glow.

The light bestowed a comforting warmth, bathing Kakashi.

He was enveloped by the glow and, guided by it, involuntarily lifted into the air…

The intertwining hues of platinum and silver permeated Kakashi’s body, converging heavily on his back.

At the same time, the fabric on his back tore apart, revealing a pair of white-feathered wings, exuding a sacred aura.

“Two-winged angel, huh? Well, that’s to be expected—after all, you’ve just inherited the power.”

Uchiha Li muttered, watching Kakashi’s transformation.

The fully realized form of the Apostle Michael was a six-winged angel, with a small divine halo appearing above the back of the head.

This symbolized Michael’s immense power and status.

For now, Kakashi was merely a basic version of an angel.

As Kakashi completed the succession, Uchiha Li once again sensed Terra’s change.

Part of Kakashi’s chakra, like Shisui’s, began to flow steadily into Terra.

This meant that Terra’s revival was progressing further.

“But Kakashi already has to supply chakra for his Sharingan, and now he has to give some to Terra as well. Truly…”

At this thought, a hint of pity flashed across Uchiha Li’s face.

Kakashi was, without a doubt, a quintessential hardworking man—working two jobs without rest.

Fortunately, Michael’s power should aid Kakashi in accelerating his chakra recovery.

After all, this was a fundamental ability of the holy office, one they excelled at naturally.