Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 9: 85: Tenth Rank (2)

Book 9: Chapter 85: Tenth Rank (2)

Dyon’s movement was so sudden that other than Lionel, Eve and Chenglei, none of the others could react.

The image of 36 dragons crashing down from the skies was too mighty. The reality that a man less than a thousandth of their size was the reason was even more mighty.

“You wanted to fight?!”

Dyon’s blow hit Chenglei squarely in the snout. Despite the size of Dyon’s fist in comparison, it felt as though a scolding coal the size of a meteor had crashed into him. Though Chenglei’s lustrous black scales weren’t even remotely dented, his pride was as his long snaking neck snapped backward.

Lionel and Eve were even more pitiful. They worked in tandem to push back Dyon’s strike, but it wasn’t until several kilometers of skidding later that they managed to slow themselves down to a halt.

Unfortunately for the three of them, this wasn’t the biggest issue. Though Dyon had sent them all flying in various directly, the 36 dragons plunged into the ground right below Dyon, their kilometer-long bodies slaughtering tens of thousands of Ragnors and Pakals in an instant.

“I gave you all a chance.” Dyon growled, another javelin appearing in his hand. This time, however, it was many times longer, spanning hundreds of meters.

It pierced through the air, tearing through space and impaling the bodies of several black jade dragons in a humiliating stack.

The roars of pain and shame shook the battlefield. It felt as though despite this being a war of billions, a single man had taken center stage.

“You dare!”

“I DARE TO DO MUCH MORE!”

Dyon impaled another and another black jade dragon. The golden lightning that coursed along his obscenely large and destructive javelins coursed through their bodies, disallowing them from moving a single inch as they spasmed.

“Is this the best you can do?!” Dyon roared toward Chenglei as though goading him into losing his mind. “You arrogantly left my side and gained tens of thousands of years on me, and yet this is the best you have?!”

The sight of reptilian pupils as large as several dozen meters reddening could cause even the bravest of men to quake. However, Dyon faced this massive black jade dragon with nothing but disdain in his eyes.

His javelins continued to fly, one after another.

For those in Celestial Quadrants, Dragons were a legend they couldn’t even touch the corner of… They could only dream it in their dreams, listening to stories of mighty ancestors of their past and their encounters with this mighty race. But… Seeing them treated as garden snakes by a man in the form of a golden winged deity… This was a day they’d never forget.

“Throw everything you have at me! I don’t want to hear any excuses from you after you’re forced to bend beneath my heel once more!”

Another black jade dragon was impaled.

“Your grandfather tried to kill me when I was nothing but a meridian formation expert.” Dyon’s laughter shook the Gate. “Imagine that, a celestial fell beneath the sword of a meridian formation expert! What a pathetic Daiyu Clan!”

Chenglei’s body shook with rage. A dragon’s breath of black flames erupted from his lips, drenched in the scent of death.

Bold type qi appeared within Dyon’s body in an instant, mixing perfectly with his mercury-like blood and creating a shield spanning more than a hundred meters.

The sight of a beam of flames being stopped by a seemingly thin film of energy shook them all the more.

“Do you want to know why I bothered to keep you alive even after all of that?!” Dyon’s taunted continued in behind the wall black flames. “Your pitiful Ancestor got on his knees and begged me to save your Daiyu Clan! He knew damn well how useless his descendants were and decided to trust an outsider!”

“DYON!” Chenglei’s feelings couldn’t be so easily described as mere rage anymore. He wanted to tear Dyon limb from limb and bathe in his blood. He wanted to pick his eyes out with his fingers and rip his tongue out with his claws.

In that moment, the blast of dragon’s breath was perfectly reflected, bounding toward Chenglei’s body and sending him flying once more.

“And you two!”

Dyon’s attention snapped toward Lionel and Eve who flew toward him at blazing speeds celestials couldn’t match.

His body flickered, easily dodging their strikes.

A flurry of exchanges occurred, reverberating in cacophonic booms across the skies the resulted in the blooming of several concentric circles.

“The bastard who let his father and clan down, and the woman who spread her legs for a shell of man!”

Dyon’s palm slapped across Lionel’s face as his heel descended from the skies, crashing into Eve’s shoulder and sending her burying into the ground below.

“Your bitch of a mother is still being tortured by me to this moment, yet you’re lying pitifully in the ground.”

Dyon’s head snapped toward Lionel. “And your family is prospering more than they ever have before under my rule. They never needed you nor will they ever need you.”

One would think that the battlefield would fall into an eerie silence. A single man had made 39 dao experts nothing but his toys… But that was when dozens of bestial called shot into the skies as 39 beams of red light pierced the clouds above.  

It was a devastating sight, more hellish than even the opening of Chenglei’s Death Realm. There was something decidedly… Infernal, about it.