“It’s been over a week already… Is this safe?” Ri couldn’t get Dyon off of her mind. He seed calm and serene, and had even made it to the next tier, but this sort of constant battling couldn’t be healthy for anyone to take over such a long period of ti.
The limit for most, even dao experts, was about a few hours to a day. Only those with special abilities like Lyla who was used to constantly hearing the thoughts of others could last this long. But Dyon’s case was sothing they had never seen before.
He should be performing the worst amongst them, having only just entered the second tier after so long, but his endurance… It was unlike anything ever recorded. Who cared if you went slowly if you were able to last so long?
“I don’t know…” Damaris bit her pink lips. “… We can only trust Sect Master. Calming Lake shouldn’t be a dangerous place, there are countless safeguards…”
What Damaris didn’t say so as not to worry Ri further was that these safeguards were only effective if the person in question accepted their help. Many dragons of her Clan had died arrogantly believing that they didn’t need any help… And she had a feeling that Dyon’s arrogance was greater than even theirs.
Amphorae, having awoken from her ditation on Calming Lake remained silent as she observed Dyon. In the end, she turned to leave. Like Damaris said, she could only put her trust in Dyon.
**
The llow Tribe. A Failed Clan from the late Chaos Era period.
In truth, they had given up on ever forging their path toward the Mortal Plane once more. llow wasn’t even their original Clan na either, it was a tribal na they were forced to take up because they lost the right to their true na.
These so-called Tribal Nas were rampant on the outer edges of the Ancient Battlefield. It was a symbolic way of expressing a Clan’s lost hope and also a way to establish hierarchy. Clans were stripped of their rights and demoted to Tribes in order to herd the masses like sheep. By making these tribes lose their sense of identity, they beca easier to control.
Usually, Clans were stripped of their nas and given a number. Only after they perform ritorious feats under the na of their ruling Tribes were they given a na.
The llow Tribe was one such tribe. A forr disdained number tribe elevated to the status of a nad tribe. The disgusting part was that they were actually proud of it. This was the hidden poison the infected the outer edges of the Ancient Battlefield.
This Clan didn’t even have the Legacies that once made them mighty. Much like how the Golden Crow Clan’s [Nine Suns of Armageddon] fell from the Mystical Grade to the Divine Grade because their Faith withered, the Legacies of this Clan, or Tribe, rather, lost all of their power in a similar fashion.
Still, this ‘proud’ Clan fell in a single day. No, it was more accurate to say that they fell in just a few hours. The attack was swift, and despite their enemies being outnumbered 5 to 1, it felt like it was actually them sitting at a numbers’ disadvantage.
It was early one morning, before the suns even ca up, that the attacks began. They received no word from their scouts, it was as though they never existed.
The beasts they faced were a combination of ferocious and quick. They couldn’t even land a single attack, let alone fight against them in earnest.
When had the stupid creatures of their forests suddenly beco so cunning? What was going on?
Also, beasts never attacked their hos too, so why were they doing so today?
There was a reason for this. Humans only had one advantage on beasts in this world: their minds.
What did beasts in this world fear the most? Energy Surges.
Just like Dyon hypothesized, the rigid ground beneath their feet needed relief. Over ti, ridiculous amounts of energy stores built up. Eventually, the pressure would beco too much, leading to an eruption that tore through the earth. These eruptions were incredibly dangerous and only beca more fatal as one traveled toward the center of the Ancient Battlefield.
Beasts had the ability to predict these surges and avoid them on instinct. Using this to their advantage, humans raided underground caves ford from these Energy Surges and mined what they called Type Stones – essentially the very sa stones Dyon had also been mining all of this ti.
They were then able to arrange these stones in a formation to simulate the energy signature of a coming Energy Surge, thus keeping beasts away. This was what kept them safe.
However, today, for so odd reason, these beasts completely ignored a safeguard that had worked for them for countless years. Even when they attempted to use their underground escape routes, they found the passageway blocked.
Maybe the most humiliating part was that these beasts didn’t kill them. Rather, they toyed with them. From start to finish, other than so broken and bruised bones, they suffered no casualties.
It was then that a boy they had never seen before strolled into their tribal lands. His appearance made them shiver because only a man or woman from the central lands could look like he did…
Like this, the ‘prideful’ llow Tribe, with a population of 53, fell into Dyon’s hands.
This event would cause an avalanche of occurrences. If the llow Tribe could be stripped of their original na to beco a number tribe, then promoted to a nad tribe, it was obvious that soone had to be doing the gifting and punishing.
Dyon’s actions had declared war on this individual.
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