Chapter 1110 - 2 out of 10 (3) (2/2)

”White Mother?” Dyon fell over into a hunch, grasping at his stomach and gasping for breath. ”Since when could the title of White Mother be held by just anyone? Call her that one more time and I'll make sure you never speak again!”

Before the priests could speak out again, they felt an overwhelming pressure press down against their hearts. Looking into Dyon's eyes, they didn't dare to speak again.

The core valley fell into an abrupt silence. They were so distracted by Dyon's overbearingness that they didn't notice the small shift in the Mother's eyes when Dyon said she didn't deserve to be called White Mother. It was clear she understood that she didn't. However, she was also trying her best to hide her rage, she had never in her life been disrespected like this.

'Spirit, play exactly the parts I ask you to play and change the angles to portray what I want to portray.'

In that moment, a projection appeared in the skies as Dyon's hand flipped over, causing a miniature tower to float above it.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily raised high to see a scene that shocked them all.

”Your death will be very painful.” The image focused on Dyon walking toward someone they couldn't see just yet.

Dyon sneered. ”Do you think such a weak powder would work on me?” He strode forward with murder in his eyes. ”Meridian Constricting Powder stops one from properly controlling their energies. But did you ever consider that I don't need to use energy to defeat you? Did you consider that just my body is enough?”

Right after those words were projected outward, the image flipped from Dyon's angered eyes to Arthurian. Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, they watched as Dyon's hand flew forward, slapping Arthurian away with a single strike.

Blood and teeth flew into the air, and Arthurian's face even completely collapsed on one side. It was a miracle that it was fixed to the extent it was now.

Then the image paused, the final scene the crowd saw was Dyon standing over Violet's n.a.k.e.d body and her tears streaming down her cheeks.

At that moment, everything took a turn that stunned everyone there.

”As you all can see, two weeks or not, someone as pathetic Arthurian has no business defeating me.

”I understand what you wanted to do. You probably wanted to make me pay for tainting you while still making sure everyone understood that your still maintained your innocence, hm?” A sinister smile spread across Dyon's face as his eyes pierced toward Violet.

”The reason I asked for the story to be explained isn't because I feel falsely accused. It's just that I wanted to make sure everyone knew that a) someone as pathetic as a Caedes family heir has no business dictating what I can and cannot do, while b) making sure you all know that your pure princess has long since been tainted by me.

”Truth be told, she's quite far below my tastes and is no more than trash among the true beauties of the martial world. My wives, for example, are each world toppling. I normally wouldn't even take her as a servant girl.

”But, after two months of seeing nothing but fog and statues, I was akin to a man who hadn't eaten or had anything to drink in years.” Dyon shrugged. ”So, I used her as a temporary c.o.c.k sleeve. It was better than using my hand, anyway.

”In my opinion, she's barely a 2 out of 10. I wouldn't recommend.”