Chapter 1267 - Red Lights (3) (1/2)
Dyon rolled the crystals between his fingers, absentmindedly staring into the distance as the family heads trembled in embarrassment and rage. They clearly couldn't handle the questioning gazes of their attendants who knew none of this.
”How dare you?! My people fought!” Head Tigris growled.
”Your people fought?” Dyon sent a piercing gaze toward Head Tigris. ”My Granny Celest and my master lost a husband and a father that day. What did you lose?”
”Since when did this become a competition of who lost more?” The combination of not being able to move along with Dyon's piercing commentary only fueled Head Tigris' rage more.
”Oh? Do tell me, how many Celestial Tigers participated? Did you send any elders? Did you send any talented geniuses? Or did you just send those you felt it was alright to lose?”
The Head of the Tigris family trembled with rage, but had no clear rebuttal. He had obviously been alive then and he knew very well what decision he made.
”Still, at least you sent some aid, unlike these two shameless bastards here. Why would I want cowards like you under my command? The moment things became difficult, you would run away with your tail between your legs. You even preferred to scurry back to the Ancient Battlefield hole First Master had saved you from, just to preserve your pitiful lives.
”Then, the Celestial Beasts once more became loose sand. Why did you even come back here? Did you believe that enough time had passed that your betrayal would be forgotten? Or is it that you thought even if a new successor was chosen, you'd be able to bully me easily?”
Head Tudo and Head Simia remained silent. They clearly had their own reasons for leaving the Ancient Battlefield once more, but it was obvious that the reasonings Dyon gave for them coming here specifically was correct.
”Unfortunately, you picked the wrong person.” Dyon said with a grin. ”I'm not unfamiliar with dealing with dao formation experts. Let's see.” He tapped on his chin in mock humor. ”I've killed two them. Gained 11 of them of allies. Oh, and I've enslaved one. Did you really believe I'd be afraid of you all?”
The expressions of the three heads and their attendants turned hostile. Did he really expect them to believe that? What absolute nonsense.
Even the two saintesses had weird looks on their faces, even tugging at the edges of Dyon's ripped sweatpants.
Dyon smirked. With a wave of his hand, nine spirits appeared in the air, each exuding an aura that could only be matched by a title holder. Their demeanor, their presence, no matter how poor their sensory abilities were as beasts, it was very obvious that these were the spirits of former dao formation experts.
The eyes of the three family heads contracted, but on some level, they were still relieved. Having nine spirit allies who were once dao formation experts was much different than having eleven living dao formation experts. Whether it be in number or substance, both were less than.
However, who said that Dyon was finished? He didn't care at all that there were only nine considering the fact the remaining two were with Clara.
With another wave of his hand, the massive corpses of Elder Daiyu and the Daiyu Ancestor appeared.