Chapter 1277 - Playing God (1) (2/2)

Dyon wanted to respond, but he couldn't find the words to. He could only watch Giralda float away from the gate entrance.

'Parents really do hold a weight on their shoulders that I can't understand… I wonder?...' Dyon couldn't help but think back to how angered he had been during his first encounter with Madeleine's parents.

To this day, even though Dyon knew the truth, and he knew that Madeleine was more than intelligent enough to understand it herself, no one had ever come out and said it.

Now that those very same two, Amell and Nora, had disappeared once again to who knows where, he suddenly felt compelled to understand their story… And just why they abandoned his Madeleine.

Dyon shook his head. 'I can't be thinking about these things right now.'

If enough ants swarmed an elephant, that elephant was definitely die. That was the truth of the world.

Although essence gatherers were far below Dyon, they could very well have tricks up their sleeves that he had to account for. He couldn't let his guard down.

Suddenly, a heavy hand slapped Dyon's shoulder.

”You gotta leave some of them alone for us.” Donari grinned, his magenta-red hair flailing in the wind as the portal slowly began to form between the two large pillars.

Dyon chuckled, looking back at the few who decided to come. There were only about 50 of them, and Dyon doubted that they'd be able to defeat even a single opposing warrior, but he memorized all of their faces. If he wanted to build a kingdom, these were the people who were most important.

'I won't let any of them die.' Dyon swore to himself.

Suddenly, the air shifted as two hundred thousand large white lilies appeared in the skies, each producing a warrior. Except, this time, they didn't all share Dyon's face.

Dyon's hand reached for his forehead, pulling downward as a silver-gold mask appeared out of thin air, only for it to slowly morph into the face of a relatively normal looking man.

”Let's go.”