Reaper of the Martial World

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Book 9: Chapter 88: Alone (2)

Eve didn’t say anything as she shot forward, entering the fray. There was no question that her addition greatly increased the burden on her.

If it was anyone else facing so many opponents at his current strength, they would collapse. Eve alone was already an enemy Dyon felt deserved his full attention, let alone adding atop of that 38 more dao experts. However, Dyon was uniquely built for this.

First, Dyon’s soul was too strong and his thinking speed was too fast. For every second, he tore through thousands of possibilities before choosing the one that placed him in the best position.

Secondly, there was Little Yin. No one here, not even the evolved Eve, was qualified to lock space before a Celestial Hamster. Though Eve had become Little Yin’s mortal enemy, having not specialized in spatial qi, but rather an odd comprehension Dyon still couldn’t seem to see through, she was nowhere near capable of stifling Little Yin.

Thirdly, Dyon simply had too many treasures. Even though these 39 individuals benefitted from Chaos Universe, not only did they pay a heavy price for it, their luck was still; far beneath that of Dyon.

The moment the Aurum Clan’s Golden Dragon Scale appeared, the pressure on Dyon’s shoulder dropped by more than half. Its grand defensive abilities, scaling to the power of Dyon’s body, wreaked devastating havoc.

At the same time, the Celestial Deer Sect’s Heirloom made its prowess known as though trumpeting the return of their long dead Sect.

The image of Dyon fighting back against 39 dao experts was something that would never be forgotten. If Dyon won this battle, there wouldn’t be a doubt in the hearts of anyone here.

Dyon exchanged a flurry of knees and punches with Eve.

An instant later, his soul qi rippled, creating a 5% in that perished while blocking a thrice layered dragon breath.

Dyon’s fists crackled with lightning, but every time it collided with Eve’s knuckles, it seemed to vanish into thin air as an indescribable qi tore into his body.

Dyon spun around abruptly, feinting a round house kick to create some distance from Eve, only to block an incoming attack from his back.

His palm shot forward, erupting into a cloud of shattered bone and flesh as it slammed into Lionel’s chest.

Eve’s eyes quivered, struggling mightily to retain their calm as she shot forward once more. She couldn’t seem to understand what was happening.

With her pupils, no one should have been able to pull feinting maneuvers on her. She would be able to see through them in an instant. However, she had already lost count of how many times Dyon had done exactly that.

Eternity Pupils could directly see lines of fate, measuring out the probabilities of things occurring on a small scale. The larger scale its wielder wanted to see on, the heavier price one would have to pay. However, in simple straight forward matters such a battle, there was hardly any heavy price to pay at all.

This was what was so baffling to Eve… No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t predict Dyon’s movements… Or maybe, she could, but he read and reacted to her responses so fast that it made her initial judgement useless.

Despite her pupils, Eve could never match Dyon in thinking speed, nor could her soul ever be a match for his. While she could ‘see’ the future, he could read the present and react to it faster than she could.

“… Let’s see.”

Dyon’s sudden words startled Eve.

Before she could react, a stifling Presence descended from the skies, suffocating those below.

A manifestation that likes of which could only present itself to Dyon appeared. A might ten-winged man dawning robes of black flames stood in the skies.

A wheel of mystical images spun, only to allow a crown to rest at the top.

The Dragon King appeared on Dyon’s wrist, followed quickly by a beautiful royal blue diamond half-step dao.

It was then that the second ability of the Celestial Deer Sect’s Heirloom manifested itself.

The battle changpao began to morph. As the Dragon King’s band spread across Dyon’s body, coating him in magnificent black armor, the changpao perfectly fused with it, creating a battle armor of black and white, accented with pristine emblems of gold and silver.

Maybe if that was all, things would still be alright, but the half-step dao wouldn’t allow itself to be forgotten.

A gorgeous royal blue armor appeared to stake atop of it all, perfectly fusing its illusory form into the already majestic armor.

Eve quivered. Not because of Dyon’s sudden wardrobe change, but because his pupils suddenly looked like an exact reflection of hers. Dyon also had the Eternity Pupils!

Three sets of 108 words flew from Dyon’s weapon’s pagoda, circulating the air with a suppressive aura that seemed untouchable.

Roars of rage shook the skies, but it hardly mattered as thousands of cuts began to appear on the mighty infernal dragons.

As for Eve, her advantage against Dyon took another plummeting dive. Every exchange felt like she was walking up an ever-growing mountain, as though no matter how powerful she became, Dyon would outdo her personal growth ten times over!

“I’ll beat it into you…” Endless fists and swords descended from the skies as Dyon executed a mind-numbing number of different techniques. Was it even possible for a single person to understand so many alone?

“… My shadow is one you’ll never escape!”