Chapter 1102 - Proud (2) (1/2)

Dyon's eyes showed no signs of d.e.s.i.r.e. Instead, he was filled with rage and unwillingness. Even after all this time, he still didn't have enough power.

This was the first time he truly couldn't see a way out of a situation. He always prided himself in always being able to think of a way out, always moving forward with only victory in mind. But, today he learned that when the power gap was appropriately large, larger than he could imagine, no amount of scheming or undying will to win would change anything.

Dyon tried to circulate his runic flames. When Evangeline was talking about him venting his l.u.s.t on his fellow disciples, she had released the suppression on him, looking at him expectantly. This allowed him the chance to try and use his runic flames to purge the poison.

If it had been his aurora flames, Dyon would have had more confidence. Unfortunately, his control over his runic flames was far too poor.

This wasn't the only problem either. Nine Yang Cloud stems were classified as a Planet level spiritual plant! It was categorized far too high for Dyon to purge it with celestial level flames. It was simply a fool's errand without dao level flames.

Evangeline seemed to know this, so she didn't mind Dyon's attempt. She could only shake her head in disapproval. ”Are you trying to kill yourself? Letting such poorly controlled flames rampage across your body? What would your wives think of you committing suicide like this?”

”Don't you speak of them!” Dyon roared through gritting teeth even as his skin began to crack and bleed. This wasn't the effect of the poison, but rather his runic flames. He could hardly heal an essence gatherer, he had no business trying to pull tricks with his own body.

”Don't speak of them?” Evangeline tapped her delicate chin with a slender finger. ”Which one? Madeleine?”

Dyon froze, his gaze icing over. Who the hell was this woman?!

”Ri?”

Dyon's heart seized with worry. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be happening.

”Clara?” Evangeline seemed to get off on Dyon's helpless expression. He didn't seem to care about his own life, but the moment she started mentioning his wives he fell into despair. How noble of him.

However, Evangeline's next word shocked Dyon even more.

”Amphorae?”

”Who the hell are you?!” Dyon could no longer remain calm. There were only five people in existence that knew about Amphorae. Himself, Ri, Madeleine, Clara and his grand teacher.