Dyon startled awake.
His body was suddenly racked by an unimaginable pain, even having his body reconstructed wasn’t on this level.
To this day, the most painful thing Dyon had ever experienced was having his ridians implanted all those decades ago. Yet this pain… It was several tis that. It was to the point where Dyon was certain that the him of several weeks ago would have asked to die under its pressure.
Despite the pain, Dyon coldly observed his surroundings. He wasn’t surprised that he was alive in the least. At the very least, he had calculated this much.
The mont Little Yang was discovered, he knew things had gone awry. Retreating was definitely not an option, if Little Yang could be seen through, he was in even more jeopardy.
At that mont, Dyon decided to go all out. His purpose was to get Eli into his inner world no matter what the costs were. As long as he succeeded in that, the aftermath didn’t matter – and that included him losing consciousness.
The reason was simple: they had no way of taking Eli from him at that point. In addition, killing him would necessarily implicate Eli’s life as well. As a final asure, Dyon had essentially taken his own friend’s life hostage. It wasn’t the morally upstanding thing to do, but if he and Eli ever wanted to get out of here, it was the necessary thing to do.
Dyon went out of his way to show the Heaven’s Children that he could negate their abilities, albeit for a devastating price. As a result, they had no way of knowing whether killing him would actually kill Eli as well. Even if they didn’t understand the intricacies of [Inner World: Sanctuary], they would have to be careful.
Of course, Dyon’s inner world collapsing after his death likely wouldn’t kill Eli. Dyon’s cultivation wasn’t powerful enough to form a world completely without the overseeing of the Heavens, aning Eli’s life was still protected.
However, if that happened, Eli would be forced to drift across the endless void of ti and space forever. This was sothing that was no different than death, and also sothing the Heaven’s Children wouldn’t risk.
In the end, they had reached a stalemate. They couldn’t kill Dyon, or else that would implicate Eli. And, Dyon was now their prisoner, they also probably couldn’t treat him too poorly either. If they allowed him to die by other ans, it would still implicate Eli.
Still, Dyon would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised to find where he was.
Of course, he was in a cage, but it was too spacious. It curved at the top like he was so sort of bird and was actually made of gold. The only differentiator between it and a bird cage was that it wasn’t hung from the ceiling and was instead seated upon soft, lush green grass.
Not to ntion the fact the cage was spacious, but Dyon was actually seated upon a plush bed that he could only imagine was filled to the brim with the feathers of a majestic and pure bird. Even his clothes had been changed to a soft white silk. It seed similar to what a rich man would wear to sleep in his mortal world.
‘Isn’t this too far?’ Dyon almost didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry. How could this count as a prison? Shouldn’t they be… harsher?
Dyon should have been enraged with these people for taking his friend away from his family, but he was finding it difficult to keep that rage in this environnt. Was this a tactic of theirs? If so, he had to hand it to them.
Dyon shook his head, sending his mind inward toward his inner world.
“Eli?”
Eli, who had been wandering aimlessly through the 40-kiloter space was startled to suddenly hear Dyon’s voice.
“Dyon? Dyon!”
Eli enveloped Dyon in a massive bear hug. Considering the scrawny guy stood at seven foot tall, Dyon was definitely the one who lost in that exchange.
“How are you? Are you okay? Did they do anything to you? I tried calling out to you, but you didn’t respond for days!” A string of questions left Eli’s lips.
“I’m fine, I’m fine. Just have a bit of headache, it’s no big deal.” Dyon patted Eli’s shoulder reassuring him. Of course, it was easier to fake health with a projection than it would be with his true body. To say he was in shambles right now would most definitely be an understatent.
“But… What do we do now?” Eli nibbled his lips. He already had a good understanding of Dyon’s plans just because of his own guesses, but if he was correct, they were in a stalemate. There was no worse situation to be in considering the opponents were immortal … Even though it looked as though Dyon had leveled the playing field, he was working with a limited lifespan, while his enemies weren’t.
Of course, because Dyon’s lifespan was limited, that also put Eli’s life on a ticking tir. But, the Heaven’s Children didn’t believe Dyon would be stubborn to the point of holding out until he died of old age, that was simply too ridiculous a thought.
“What do we do, hm?” Dyon smiled aningfully. “I don’t know about , but you most definitely have sothing to do. Go ho to Delia and Little Aiden.”
Without giving Eli a chance to retort, Dyon forcefully activated the Relay Station, sending Eli across the Mortal Plane in an instant.
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