God Goldeens' face turned ferocious. At first, he had been able to use his abilities as a celestial cultivator to forcibly suppress Dyon's silver mirror constitution, but after he entered this form, his attempts beca useless. To think he was actually pushed back by a saint!
However, when he saw that the Fla Sprite was awakening, a sinister glare appeared in his red eyes. It was impossible to control a newly born Sprite, even for them. However, the first instinct of a birthed sprite was to seek out strength and power. This was why, even in its embryonic stage, this sprite had begun swallowing all of the celestial flas around it.
The birth of this sprite wasn't coincidence. His ancestor had triggered this formation, causing a breakthrough in the embryo by utilizing ans Christian III guessed could only be related to the Sovereign Fla. After the sprite was born, it would imdiately try to strengthen itself by swallowing the strong Fire Dao of those around it. However, they would be safe under the protection of their Ancestor who could hide their auras from the sprite. This ant that it would only target Dyon and Madeleine!
'Since you reject my kindness, I'll allow this Fla Sprite to ingest your violet flas. Then, I'll rely on Ancestor to transfer those flas to myself!'
If God Goldeen knew this, how could Dyon not? Not only were he and Madeleine in danger, Shere, who had absorbed the flas of the Demon Tigers was also in danger.
Still, Dyon didn't so much as frown. With a single thought, a third of his swords shot through the air, aiming directly for the fla sprite. In the next instant, he released Little Rain.
"Little Rain, this matter is up to you!"
The adorable toddler form of Dyon patted in small chest, surfing the large black-red broad sword across the skies under an escort of 108 blinding swords.
Although Little Rain couldn't be considered a match for a weaker pseudo-dao expert, one who had broken through from the third grade, he was lacking against this fla sprite – it had simply absorbed too many celestial flas. Its aura nearly matched that of a new dao expert.
However, Little Rain had two advantages. The first was that the tals he liked the most were the hardest. Luckily, these sorts of tals also had high resistance to flas. Secondly, Dyon didn't need him to win, he needed him to delay. This was what Little Rain was best at with his ever-extending chains. With the support of Dyon's swords, there should be no problems lasting until Dyon and Madeleine finished these matters.
For the first ti, the Lord Creator who felt he had everything under control felt a shift in emotion.
"Mineral Sprite!"
To think the trump card he had nurtured for several billion years would be countered by luck!
What the Lord Creator didn't know was that even with Little Rain, Dyon had confidence in dealing with the Fla Sprite. However, he wanted to make it seem like he had run out of options!
Dyon roared. His mind was split in four ways, three controlling the sword formations and one fighting God Goldeen. This was what he was looking for. This was the kind of pressure he wanted.
In that mont, the four Scions were being constantly harassed by Dyon's swords, the beast babies, and now Madeleine herself had joined in. Unfortunately for them, while the attacks of the swords only kept them in check, the latter two applied serious harm to them!
"That's enough!" God Goldeen roared, his body shining like the center of a star. His appearance beca no less radiant than Dyon's, looming down with an unending pressure. "True God or not, to push this far as a re saint is sothing to be proud of."
God Goldeen's arms rested limply to his sides. But, their beaten black and blue exteriors seed to heal quickly under the blinding light of his body.
Dyon's eyes narrowed. 'Heaven grade constitution, Golden Radiance body. The strength it provides isn't anywhere near comparable to the Titan Diamond Body, but its recoverability is very good. I almost chose it over the silver mirror constitution.'
Although Dyon said the strength it provided wasn't anywhere near the Titan Diamond Body, that didn't an it provided no strength at all. The Golden Radiance Body can be considered the absolute extre of the Yang body that the Grand Templar King practiced. It was only now Dyon understood why Christian III took so many outstanding disciples from the Flaming Lily Sect… He used them to supplent his cultivation.
The Golden Radiance Body was able to directly turn flas into strength, whether that be to fight or to heal. Although it was ranked among the Heaven Grade, it was possible for it to beco comparable to God Grade constitutions if supplented properly. It was just that finding such flas was difficult.
"Ha," Dyon's eyes turned cold despite the laugh that escaped his lips. This God Goldeen wanted his wife's flas to upgrade his own talent. Although Dyon knew this before, seeing such blatant evidence of it made a deep seeded rage boil within him.
This God Goldeen thought he had unleashed a trump card that would turn the tables, but all he did was succeed in pissing Dyon off.
The radiance of God Goldeen's body shone so fiercely that his body turned a slight shade of red-gold. With his valiant and long blond hair, and the sharp light of his red eyes, he seed like a deity descending from the skies.
But, that was when one half-step dao after another began to appear behind Dyon's back. Each and every one felt like another stomp upon God Goldeen's chest, shattering his confidence with their re aura.
A simple halberd appeared in Dyon's hands, its light bobbing seemingly moving to the rhythm of God Goldeen's beating heart. It was nearly hypnotic in its movent, every sway exuding the aura of a level of skill most could never hope to match.
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