“Who are you? You dare attack out Deity Clan?”
The words that should have been filled with rage and indignation lacked any sort of emotion whatsoever. It was as though it wasn’t this person’s clan being attacked at all, but rather that he was an outside observer.
The Deity Clan had always been like this… They seed no different from cyborgs. Their skin was an unnatural gold, their gaze was more dead than alive, and even their movents seed stiff outside of battle. If it wasn’t for the fact Dyon had killed one of them before to see the flesh and blood that composed their bodies, he would have really thought to be humanoid robots.
Even though this was the case, their imposing aura was undeniable. It was just unfortunate for them that their opponent was Dyon.
Dyon stood in the skies, his wives by his side. Madeleine and Clara stood to his right, Ri and Amphorae stood to his left, the oppressive presence of Supres emitting from each one of them.
“I do dare.” Dyon responded calmly. “I think it’s best if your Deity Clan ceases to be.”
“I am quite confused by your foolishness.” The Deity tilted his head as though trying to understand Dyon. “You want to challenge our Clan with only one Overlord?”
The Deity’s eyes landed on Madeleine. From his senses, he knew that she was the only one who exuded the aura of an Overlord. The other three won were only Supres. And, the man who led them all was only a Dao expert. Why these won followed him… he didn’t understand.
What he didn’t know was that Madeleine was no normal Overlord. Normally, those who broke through in the comprehension facet would only do so with one will. However, Madeleine had done so for Reincarnation Will first, and years afterward comprehended Life Will. Even without succeeding in reaching the Overlord Realm with her body just yet, she was already no weaker than two facet Overlords.
Of course, no one would ever guess such a thing. It was already nearly impossible to succeed in one, let alone two.
The Deity wasn’t wrong to be confused. Their Clan’s 7 Overlords weren’t a secret. Though that number had fallen to 6 after the death of one of their own, they still have 4 one facet Overlords and 2 two facet Overlords.
Aside from them, they had dozens of Supres, hundreds of Lords, and almost double their number of Lords in Higher Existences.
However, judging by the lineup before them… The opponent had 3 Supres and 1 Overlord… There were other Supres below them, but the total didn’t exceed 20.
Others may have begun jeering. But, such teasing emotions weren’t part of the Deity Race culture. They were simply baffled by the stupidity of their opponents.
“Big brother, it seems they look down on us.” Zaire’s laughter sounded over the battlefield.
To his side, Damaris was raring to go. Her crystalline eyes flickered with battle intent. She wasn’t alone in her feelings either.
This only deepened the confusion of the Deity Race. Usually, the subordinates would realize the foolishness of their leader. But this ti… they were actually backing him? Nothing seed to make sense.
Three Emperor Dragons snaked into the skies, their towering heads almost becoming obscured by the clouds above.
Their roars sounded the rise of an ancient kingdom, as though a long-lost deity had risen from the ashes, ready to force the world to rember its na.
That was right, out of tens of thousands, millions, even, of wyverns, only three succeeded. The others failed in the best cases… and in the worst, they died in the attempt to cross over.
However, what was left were three mighty serpents with aged gazes that bore into one’s soul. The bones of their skulls ford into bumps and grooves that beca reminiscent of a crown of scales and bone. Their bodies stretched for over a kiloter, looming over the battlefield like the rulers of an era.
In the legends of the mortal world, the World Serpent existed between the ethereal and reality, wrapping itself around Earth and causing earthquakes with a quiver of its body.
The truth of their abilities, however, was far more fearso than this. They were known as World Serpents for a reason…
The Ancient Battlefield shuddered.
Suddenly, the Overlords of the Deity Race furrowed their brows. They suddenly realized that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t stretch their senses past the imdiately ten-kiloter radius!
“Impossible… Manipulating the space of this prison is beyond even the ans of three facet Overlords.”
The Deity confusion beca seriousness in an instant. He had exited the Clan alone because he simply didn’t believe others needed to take action. Him as a lone two facet Overlord should be capable of handling this with ease.
But now he understood the gravity of the situation. He may have not been a soul path cultivator, but his Divine Sense was still beyond what normal ans could confine. He could faintly feel that this wasn’t a barrier… But rather an entirely new world! It was as though they had left the mortal plane and entered an entirely new plane!
With a thought, the sharp SHIIIIING of his tallic wings spreading was like the first shot fired in the war. To the outside world, however, it was like the Deity Clan had simply disappeared from the face of the Ancient Battlefield.
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