Dyon’s appearance caused a massive stir. News spread like wildfire, it wasn’t long until the Sapientia posted on their own personal forum about his appearance.
For matters that were newsworthy, but not necessarily worth an entire article to themselves, the Sapientia made use of the forum system the second phase implented, allowing quick snapshots of recent events. It wasn’t long before many started rushing toward Central City. By the ti Dyon was in range to see the Celestial Doors clearly, the crowd size had tripled.
The golden yacht shrunk in size, disappearing into Dyon’s body.
“Wait, what just happened?” Soone within the crowd asked in shock.
“What are you losing your mind over?”
“You idiot, don’t you understand? The only treasures that can disappear into and fuse with the body are supre grade ones. But, it’s only possible to do this after you’ve refined it to 100%. How can soone who just beca a celestial refine a supre grade treasure to 100%?!”
These words were like a bomb over the crowd. It took even dao experts hundreds of years to fully refine high level supre grade treasures, how did Dyon do it?!
The shock was so palpable that they almost didn’t notice the domineering lineup Dyon appeared with. However, it only took but a mont for the stifling pressure to force them to silence.
Dyon stood at the helm, his deanor incredibly relaxed. He wore his usual crisp, blemishless white shirt along with black sweats rolled to his calves. His gait was casual as he strolled through the air, acting as though the several kiloter drop below his bare feet was actually nothing more than a paved carpet.
Directly to his back, 11 valiant warriors stood. Each of them wore sleek black armor, even the won among them. Unlike what one might expect, the female Demon Generals weren’t scantily clad. Instead, their armor was slimr, clinging to their curves and carrying a feminine air, but still protecting them just as much as the male armor did.
Everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but contract when their eyes laid on these 11… They were absolute experts! Though the crowd didn’t know it now, each and every one of them was a 10th Order warrior!
These were none other than Dyon’s Vice Commanders. Before, there had only been ten of them: Gaylia, Graya, Halaena, Kaeda, Maaleshiira, Aredhel, Jassin, Ithirae, Juornos, and Celeborn.
However, there was now and eleventh. Giralda!
There was a faint familiarity others felt when they laid eyes on Giralda. Her crystalline like hair, her valiant, draconic aura, those eyes shimring in light pinks, violets, and blues. She was an absolute beauty the likes of which were rarely seen.
That said, this wasn’t the reason she stood out. Whether it was Gaylia, Graya, Halaena, Kaeda or Maaleshiira, they were all beauties that didn’t lose out to Giralda or Dyon’s wives in the least. It was just that when others looked at Giralda, they felt they were looking at a slumbering dragon!
Even behind these 11, more than 2000 others stood. Though their black armor didn’t have the sa hues of gold as the Vice Commanders, they each exuded their own valiant aura. Not a single one of them stood was below the 6th Order in combat prowess!
It was only now that everyone below began to understand. The Demon Generals currently on the celestial floors couldn’t even be considered the cream of the crop.
In truth, Dyon had only sent a few dozen Demon Generals to the celestial floors so that he wouldn’t be walking in blind. But it seed that the world took it to an that that was all he had.
One had to rember that the Demon Generals were talents that the Demon Sage himself had hand selected across space and ti. While he fleeted between tilines, he plucked all the outstanding geniuses he could find who didn’t have hos of their own.
Simply put, had [Inner World: Sanctuary] not been such a difficult technique to train in, every single last one of Dyon’s Demon Generals would be Gods! The absolute worst of them would be of the 8th grade, with the vast majority being of the 9th.
However, Dyon knew how important [Inner World: Sanctuary] was. The trade off in cultivation speed and combat prowess would be well worth it when they began to attack other universes. Only with [Inner World: Sanctuary] could they sowhat ignore universe and quadrant-level suppression.
Just as Dyon was about to wave his arm and allow the Demon Generals to begin their trials to enter the celestial floor, he paused.
His gaze turned back to notice a flock of a dozen or so individuals streaking through the skies. Their origin? Sapientia Tower. Their leader? Aritzia Sapientia.
The golden eyed beauty seed just as relaxed and in command as she usually was. Dyon rembered when he first t her… It was within the Valley of Geniuses. Back then, she had been standing before Lillianna’s statue. She was also the one who told him about the history of the Holy Princesses.
Of course, back then, Dyon had been in his masked wife stealer disguise. So, this was this and that was that. Aritzia didn’t know he was both individuals, so the reason she was coming over this ti had to have a completely different purpose entirely.
Since he was curious, Dyon decided to wait. It wasn’t long before Aritzia stood about 5 ters from him, followed by a group of Sapientia Clan disciples, each with slightly colored, crystal fras glasses.
Aritzia smiled, “Should I call you True God Sacharro? Or Moon Lord Sacharro?”
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