Chapter 1168 - Stupid (3) (1/2)
”Comfortable! So comfortable.” The smile on Dyon's face refused to die down. He finally felt that he had the world at his grasp. If he used all of his trump cards, he felt that even a higher Celestial would succ.u.mb to him.
Of course, Dyon was speaking in terms of first grade celestials. Those below that standard would definitely not enter his eyes at all. If it was a second grade celestial, Dyon felt that even a peak celestial wouldn't be able to stop him if he used all of his trump cards, let alone the third grade ones here.
If someone who knew Dyon's secrets heard his thoughts, they'd roll their eyes. It went without saying he wouldn't fear such high-level experts if he used all of his trump cards, after all, his trump cards included four weapons of the 33 heavens. If he couldn't accomplish at least that much, wouldn't it be too pathetic? The reputation of those weapons would be too useless at that point.
Dyon would never casually use those weapons, though. Without sufficient power, the knowledge of him having even one would bring tragedy. However, it just felt good knowing that if push came to shove, he had various means available to him.
With a clap, Dyon refocused on Sokzac. ”Let's continue!”
In that moment, the saber once more appeared in Dyon's hand. Unfortunately, he still wasn't as skilled as his master and had no means of creating his own training iron weapons. If he could, it could only be imagined how devastating his weapon's hell arrays would become. Luckily, he didn't have to with his master by his side.
However, the moment the saber touched Dyon's hand, everything changed. It was as though everything he couldn't understand became clear, as though he had spent his entire life with a saber in hand.
'To move forward, to hack everything in your path, to be sinister, to be filled with rage! There is no elegance of the sword in the art of the saber, there is no dance, no music, no pomp and circ.u.mstance! There is only the will to battle!'
Unleashed to its fullest, Dyon's weapon's master will descended into the world in full force for the very first time.
A brilliant armor that seemed to be forged of crystal and diamond coated Dyon's body. The armor seemed illusory, fading in and out of existence, but it hardly harmed its imposing aura at all.
Within Dyon's mind's eye, the Battle Prince trembled, his fists clenching. 'He's actually mastered such a will… Truly worth following!'
It had been countless millions of years since anyone had comprehended the Weapon's Master will. The requirements were simply too stringent. Even after earning the Battle Prince title, he hadn't even stepped into the threshold.
However, this young man of barely 30 years of age had done so.
It hadn't been even remotely easy. Dyon had to fight a battle to the death with two experts far above his cultivation level, yet still have the confidence and unending will for victory within him to still find a path to victory. This was why this legendary will had chosen him.