1064 Interfere 4 (1/2)

At that very same moment, attacks that Dyon thought he had more than enough time to dodge slammed into him violently.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Diana's arrows slammed into Dyon's side, sending him flying toward Amory's fist.

The timing of the two blows was uncanny. Dyon felt that his inner organs had been violently shaken up, as though they had been stuck in a blender and turned up to the highest setting. If it wasn't for his mask, blood would have long since flown from his mask.

However, as things would have it, trouble never came alone. Cullen had long since sent a strike of own, aiming to slice Dyon in half.

At that moment, Dyon's robes had been torn to nothing. He didn't even have the time to summon his wings to protect himself. It was almost as though for every ten moves his enemies made, he could only think of executing one.

Cullen's moon saber met Dyon's shoulder, intent on slicing him from shoulder to hip.

Pu!

Dyon's finger flicked at an agonizingly slow pace.

A spear shot out from his own plaques, slamming into his shoulder and blasting him into the ground, allowing him to narrowly dodge Cullen's strike.

The geniuses watching were stunned. How cruel!

Dyon's shoulder had become a bloodied mess, making his left arm all but useless. By now, he understood what had happened despite his speed of thought being considerably slowed. Gin must have paid a heavy price to apply his time will to him.

One of the major restrictions on time will was its use against living objects. For obvious reasons, this was a massive taboo. It could be used on things with weak life force, like Masako's snakes, or inanimate objects with relative ease. But, anything above that threshold was subject to causing heavy backlash.

Gin had paid the price of his talent and his future prospects in order to slow Dyon's time relative to everyone else's for a short period. And they almost succeeded in taking Dyon's life too… Had it not been for Dyon forcibly injuring himself to dodge Cullen's killing blow, he would definitely be in two halves right now.

Even though Gin hadn't succeeded in his ultimate goal, his contributions were unprecedented.

Dyon's damage wasn't limited to his arm. Diana and Amory's attacks had torn up his insides, making it difficult to even breathe. Even worse, their attacks hadn't paused for even a moment. The instant they realized that Dyon hadn't died, they prepared their next attacks immediately.

Suddenly, Dyon began to laugh as he watched the three attacks approach him. ”Good!”

Gin's attack faded. It was completely unable to be sustained for an extended period of time, as such, this was no surprise.