Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God Chapter 1171 Weak

Chapter 1171 Weak

From what it looked like now, they had all graduated to the saint tier except for Kaghaen. Dyon was wrong about Abraham leap frogging Silvyr, because she wasn't present. Clearly, she had already broken into the saint realm as well.

Dyon looked at Kaghaen who happened to be the only one kneeling. "What happened to you?"

"I apologize for my incompetence." Kaghaen replied respectfully. "When we realized that you wouldn't be back before we all moved on and became saints, I volunteered to suppress my cultivation at the essence tier. However, I never would have thought that Abraham would become a stronger essence gatherer than me, so it ruined your plans. Please punish me!"

Dyon was surprised by how much loyalty Kaghaen was displaying. It seemed he underestimated the value the tower had to geniuses who hadn't grown used to it.

Of course, part of the reason was because Dyon had a seal within Kaghaen that left his life and death in his hands. But, one only needs to look toward Elder Nova to know that just having a seal didn't guarantee this kind of showing.

Those who were listening were shocked, but those who knew Dyon suddenly sighed in relief. He really hadn't left them without a plan, it was just that it fell through at the last moment.

"Abraham is stronger than you despite your having access to the Ethereal Permeation trial?" Dyon asked in surprise.

One had to remember that the first interaction Dyon had with this supreme law was with Alidor. It had somehow become the staple of those with Uidah blood running through their veins. So, Dyon had thought that by giving them access to the tower, they should have progressed far beyond their peers.

That said, it was curious. Dyon wondered how the Uidah and Alidor's family, the Guatama, had come to specialize in his grand teacher's will. But, that was hardly important now.

Kaghaen lowered his head in shame. "Abraham was born with denser than normal Uidah blood and the Guatama family faith seed, Buddha's Third Eye. I am not talented compared to him."

"I see…" From Dyon's understanding, the Uidah and the Guatama were two sides of the same coin. For their powers to coalesce into one individual really would have astounding affects. This was something that hadn't happened since the Uidah conspired to destroy Alidor's Guatama family.

At this point, Abraham was sweating in fear. He realized now that the current him was far below Dyon, yet his right-hand man was actually already a subordinate of this man?!

What did this mean?... It meant that Dyon was already strong enough to wipe the floor with essence sons and daughters more than 20 years ago!

"I see, so you're quite talented, hm?" Dyon pulled back, scanning Abraham once more. He didn't miss the cold sweat that matted the teens forehead, but he appreciated the stubbornness in his eye.

Abraham's third eye creeped open, but before he could even finish his thoughts, Dyon's palm slammed into his forehead. With Dyon's senses, even the smallest twitch was clear within his vision.

Others often underestimated Dyon because of his cultivation, so Dyon had no intention of making the same mistakes others did. Since he didn't know what this third eye was capable of, he'd rather not face it at all.

Sealing energy poured into Abraham, first sealing the vision of his third eye, before forming a brilliant array in his Mind's Eye. Soon, the first essence son realized that no matter what he did, he couldn't go against Dyon's wishes.

Despair overtook his mind, he couldn't believe it. All his life he had been an absolute genius. He even became the fifth meridian son before he was even ten years old. Now he was about to step into the saint realm before 25. How could this happen to him?

"The Uidah are wasting your talent. You only have this much cultivation to show for your efforts? It's better if you serve under me."

Abraham's will power quaked so fiercely under the stimulation of his bloodline that he blacked out, completely unable to go against Dyon's wishes.

"Take him and leave." Dyon said, casually sealing the few hundred others.

"But.. What do we tell them happened here?" Kaghaen couldn't help but ask.

"Tell them that you lost the war but we didn't dare touch geniuses of the Uidah for fear of your clan's anger." Dyon thought for a moment. "Don't go back empty handed, actually."

Dyon attention snapped toward Tau who was rus.h.i.+ng toward Stella, clearly trying to take her hostage.

With a mere flash of his eyes, sword qi appeared in Tau's path… Before anyone could react, the head of a long-known genius flew into the air.

The head travelled through the air, following a current of wind will into Dyon's hand.

It was then that a devasted roar shook the battlefield belatedly. It wasn't until Dyon tossed the head to Kaghaen and his son's body hit the waters below that King Aumen came to realize just what happened.

The devastated father became blinded with rage, his power erupting without care for the state of the Earth beneath his feet. He, Head Geb and Head Horus charged toward Dyon, taking this opportunity to vent their own anger.

The armies at the back wanted to come forward, especially the family heads like Head Sicarius, but Dyon put his hand out to stop them.

"I've waited for 20 years to beat them into submission. No one but me will fight this battle!" Dyon casual demeanor completely changed. It was as though he was a beast whose chain snapped. His voice roared over the battlefield, ignoring the Uidah to meet the three celestials in the air.

Everyone here knew exactly who Dyon was. Even the Mino did because the World Tournament was streamed to their planet despite being jailed by the Shruti. Because of this, they were all aware of not only his age, but also his power. So… How was this young man able to react to the speed of angered celestials?!

Dyon expected a long drawn out body. Everything about his momentum to his demeanor was as though he was prepared to unleash decades of pent up rage in an instant.

He still remembered when King Aumen gave the order to kill his wives. He still remembered the moment he broke into the intent stage of demonic will because of how angered he had been.

He remembered the feeling of being toyed with, the feeling that pressed down on him from above telling him that his life and the lives of those he cared about didn't matter. He had been so beyond his limit at that time that he killed the 11th ranked genius of the Geb family with his bare hands. He tore his body limb from limb like a savage beast, beating him even long after his heart stopped beating.

Dyon's roar sounded through the air. "[t.i.tan Emperor's Will – Act One: Stage One]!"

The power of his body soared to an inconceivable level.

When Dyon first learned Demon Emperor's Will, to say he was impressed was an understatement. A Divine Grade Technique capable of upping one's power by so much? Even the very first stage doubled one's strength of body, it was magical.

However, Dyon fell into despair when he couldn't access the technique when he was in that chaotic world and his mind was in too much turmoil to think of a solution.

Things changed once Dyon perfectly balanced his const.i.tutions, though. He understood exactly why he couldn't access the technique… It was because the technique itself had fundamentally changed!

While Demon Emperor's Will increased the strength of the body incrementally, by two, then four, then eight and so on… t.i.tan Emperor's Will, a technique nestled within Dyon's bloodline, was on a completely different level.

Just the first stage didn't just increase his body's strength by two, it wasn't by four either, nor was it by eight… Not only was the mere first stage a twenty times multiplier for the body, it multiplied energy cultivation as well!

Dyon's body shot up to more than ten meters in height. The earth beneath his feet shattered so resoundingly that thousands of kneeling warriors feel into the Belemont Catacombs below, shouting out in despair as the lake's water poured in after them.

Dyon's energy surged along with his body as he roared into the skies.

Brilliant half-step daos appeared at his back, s.h.i.+ning in the light greens of wind will and the royal blues of his weapon's master will.

Beautiful crystalline armor coated his ma.s.sive body as the sky trembled. A beast had been born into the world.

"DIE!" Dyon roared, launching himself into the air.

The multi-colored half-step music dao appeared before Dyon's lips.

In the next instant, something astonis.h.i.+ng happened. Head Geb and Horus, two celestials in their own right, shook in terror as they looked down at their bodies.

Moments later, they erupted into a shower of blood.

King Aumen's rage disappeared in an instant. Panic overtook his mind as he suddenly remembered those very same eyes from 20 years back… The eyes of an enraged beast….

Dyon was so fixated on his anger that he didn't even realize that his mere roar had killed two celestials. He had already appeared before the cowering King Aumen, his ma.s.sive hand wrapping around the King's skull.

A growl reverberated deep within Dyon's throat as the lake below separated slightly to liquid dripping from the once arrogant King's legs.

"To think that you'd be so weak." Dyon's voice rumbled so deeply that it was as though a Dragon was before King Aumen. "You don't deserve my anger.

Dyon said no more. In one moment, his hand was open, and in the next, it closed.

The body of a celestial fell from the skies as blood dripped from Dyon's oversized fist.