Dyon, who was still holding the common grade bow in his hands looked down at his chest with a frown. ‘A perfectly good shirt ruined. I guess my control isn’t very good…’
An agonizing scream filled the battlefield with a ghastly atmosphere just monts later. The eyes of those spectating couldn’t help but widen as they saw Tau’s sorry figure… He was missing an entire arm!
Stella looked away when she noticed that Dyon’s broad, muscular back was now in full view. The rose-bronze light his skin emitted was just too enticing.
Dyon shook his head, looking at Tau like a fool. He had two of the top three defensive constitutions, yet this idiot fought him head on? Still, Dyon was surprised by the power he emitted. He had done nothing but circulate his energy a bit, yet Tau was in this kind of state.
One had to also consider that the silver mirror constitution relied entirely on the energy path. If it was this devastating now, just how devastating would it be in the future?
“Tau!” King Aun roared seeing his first son dripping in blood.
Ur Aun, Tau’s younger brother, completely froze. He had been so focused on Sarid, certain that his elder brother would definitely win. In fact, he had been planning on challenging Sarid directly after this… Yet, his dreams were completely crushed.
‘Maybe I should have had my clone fight him instead? I’m not learning anything about my constitutions fighting soone so weak.’ Dyon thought.
However, when Dyon tried to summon a white lily, it withered away completely.
‘You’ve got to be kidding …’ Dyon sighed in frustration. He spent all of that ti raising his understanding of the Florence family technique, only for it to hit rock bottom once more.
Truth be told, he should have expected this. He had stacked 5 god constitutions and 10 heaven constitutions together. Replicating that with a cloning technique was a fool’s dream.
Still, he had expected his percentage to fall. But, not being able to produce one at all? That was too unfair, wasn’t it?
Seeing Dyon’s absentminded expression, Tau’s rage was boiling once more, but he no longer dared to charge forward again… He felt pathetic. His family took pride in their golden flas, even looking down on the phoenix flas of the Belmont family. They were supposed to be prideful and arrogant, yet it had all co crashing down for Tau… He didn’t know how to deal with it.
Dyon was the one who killed two of his fiancées. Dyon was the one who stole the montum of his victory. Dyon was the one who ruined his clan’s plans and forced them into retreat for more than two decades. Yet, he, as his father’s first-born son, as the successor of the Aun family, couldn’t even lift a finger in protest.
Suddenly, as Dyon was thinking to himself and Tau was brooding, the sound of clapping ca from within the Aun army.
“To think that there would be such a powerful essence gatherer in this pitiful universe.” A blond and red-eyed young man with long flowing hair ca forward.
His chest was bare and broad, his pants were baggy with a very loose crotch that almost scrapped along the ground. His neck was graced by large and red prayer beads that seed only natural in conjunction with the odd slit and folds of skin on his forehead.
“Hello,” He bowed like a monk, “My na is First Essence Son, Abraham Uidah.”
Those of the army behind Dyon trembled. The na Uidah and the Presence of the King God Clan was simply too fierce. Faith power couldn’t be wielded within the gates, but outside of one? That was a different matter all together.
The level of faith a First Essence Son would have was trendous. This kind of trial… Why them?
Stella grit her teeth, clearly enraged. “Bastard Aun and Mino Clans, you actually dare to betray your own universe to beco the dogs of the Uidah?!”
Sothing like this was absolutely disastrous. One of their own purposely allowing mbers of another universe to enter their own? If Dyon wasn’t the key wielder, wouldn’t they have already raised the gate’s limit and allowed celestials in? If that happened, everything would be over!
Dyon yawned. “Oh? You beca first essence son? I would have thought that that would be given over to Kaghaen.”
Kaghaen Uidah was none other than the forr first ridian son during Dyon’s first campaign. He had never heard of this Abraham before.
Dyon was very interested in this faith power, though. It seed that because of it, Abraham didn’t show any signs of being suppressed. It seed the difference between a King God Clan on the verge of becoming an Emperor God Clan and a universe with only re Royal God Clans was too much.
“I do have to thank you for that.” Abraham bowed once more. “Because you killed Fifth ridian Son, I was able to take his place and work my way up. Kaghaen is the current Second Essence Son.”
Dyon chuckled. It wasn’t actually him who killed that person, it was Alidor disguised as him. But, that hardly mattered.
Still, for this person to leapfrog Kaeghaen and even the seductive beauty, SIlvyr, who Dyon t when he rescued Ri during his first campaign, to beco First Essence Son. There was probably sothing special about him.
That said, did it matter? He was destined to beco Dyon slave just like the Essence sons and daughters before him.
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