“True God Sacharro.” Ken didn’t seem very surprised to see Dyon here. Everyone was aware that Dyon was a Moon Lord and could teleport freely throughout the lower tier. “I see that you’ve decided to pre-emptively stall our approach.
“Even if you are here, there is only one path left to you: and that’s surrender. Your Sacharro Clan will never have a place among the Gold Cities. Not this one, and not the ones on the higher tiers. You’ve made your death bed, and now you’ll lay in it. The prestige of the Five Blade Families isn’t sothing the likes of you can trample upon!”
Diasho Ken’s approach was clearly far different from Cativa’s. He had no interest in negotiating, he wanted nothing more than to crush Dyon beneath his feet, just like he wanted to do to the masked wife stealer in the past. Their only cris? Being seen as powerful in the public eye!
The Heavenly Sword Guild roared to his back, their Presences climbing upward and clashing with Dyon’s. Even if Dyon had Emperor level Presence, many here had already broken into the Duke level Presence. Their combined might was sothing they believed could overshadow Dyon.
“Heavenly Sword Guild…” Dyon spoke faintly.
Dyon couldn’t help but laugh. Sprites were already at an inherent disadvantage against him. His Presence was simply too overbearing. Even their attempt to match his was squashed!
However, sword sprites were even more pitiful. Sword Sprites carried the essence of a weapon, while this helped them master their swords trendously, even to the point where geniuses like Diasho Ken could awaken the spirit of their swords, it was also for this very reason that they would be trampled upon by Dyon!
In that mont, a royal blue array spanning 100 ters appeared to Dyon’s back.
A majestic crystalline armor that seed partly ethereal coated his body, giving him the image of an unmatched war lord, a man who was completely untouchable!
The mont the Weapon’s Master Half-Step Dao appeared, Ken’s features froze. His body began to tremble irresistibly, a part of him even wanting to kneel where he stood.
Rage filled his lungs. Feelings of anger, rage, and humiliation swelled within him.
He roared into the skies, his energy surging to their highest height in a re mont. His pseudo-domain swirled to life, painting the howling wind valley in a rain of swords. It was only then that he felt a semblance of relief, but even still, he felt that his combat prowess had been halved!
The rest of his guild weren’t lucky. One had to rember that Dyon’s Presence fused into every fiber of his being, including his comprehended wills! The effects of his weapon’s master will in suppressing sword sprites might not have been so exaggerated in the past, but now, it was practically a death sentence!
At this point, the only mbers of the guild who could stand were the five captains. However, each and every one had their strengths halved!
Dyon’s weapon’s pagoda appeared in the air, causing the already eerie atmosphere to sink even further into depravity.
A sword shot out from its depths, carrying with it the aura of a supre grade weapon.
At that mont, Ken felt nothing but humiliation! Dyon had actually taken out a sword to face them all!
Dyon looked toward the five captains calmly. Each of them had released their pseudo domains, causing a clash of atmosphere.
On one side, there were rays of beautiful crystalline and holy lights, falling from the skies in the shape of swords. On the other side, there was an eerie darkness, though Dyon’s royal blue diamond armor shone, it was overcast by his rage… Flas of black sprouted from his body, surging over his fra.
Dyon shot forward, his eyes filled with battle intent. He knew he had to end this as quickly as possible. There was no telling how long the puppets could hold the Star Force back, and, in all likelihood, the three dragon and qilin True Gods were rapidly approaching.
The mont Dyon crossed into the combined 5 pseudo domains of his opponents, he understood just how potent a domain could be. It seed as though every inch of space carried the will of its wielder. If it wasn’t for Dyon’s overbearing Presence, entering such a domain without activating one of his own would only have one result: death!
“If I don’t slay you where you stand, know that my na is no longer Diasho Ken!” A mighty roar left Ken’s lips.
In that mont, his body was enveloped by a blinding light. Everyone knew exactly what this sort of form was… As half-sprites, the abilities of the Star and Five Blade Clans were limited, they couldn’t perfectly match up to their full sprite counterparts.
However, every half-sprite had a battle form that they could activate. If just for a few monts, they would rise above their limitations, perfectly lding with what it ant to be a true sprite!
Even as thousands of half-sprites lay incapacitated to his back, Diasho Ken could never allow this humiliation to stand! Even if he was weakened for several months to co, he had to go all out!
The remaining four captains roared simultaneously.
One of the Okatana Clan took out a blade with a circular hilt, his sword floating around his wrist.
One of the Katana Clan took out a katana that shimred of jade, standing at almost 5 feet in length!
One of the Odachi Clan took out a short, curved sword at just over two feet in length.
One of the Nagamaki Clan took out a sword with an exceptionally long handle. It almost seed as though the handle itself was just as long as the blade!
And finally, Diasho Ken’s two floating swords shifted to his hands. Even under Dyon’s weapon’s master will, they stuck by their true master!
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