Chapter 1384 - Silver Fang (3) (1/2)

'Those three aren't infernal beasts,' Dyon thought to himself, still rotating the odd marble in his palm.

In truth, he was in no state to fight. His injuries were terrible, there was still a hole in his c.h.e.s.t right through his heart, his arm was broken and his hands and feet had ghastly stab wounds in them that perfectly aligned with the lizard's teeth.

Although the infernal beast meat was slowly healing his injuries with their excess energy, he had only had a few bites till now. Considering this energy was tailor made to heal, its efficiency was far less than that of the bull-bird's energy.

Dyon's demeanor changed as an eerie calm overwhelmed him. He continued to eat, however, this time, he didn't expand and contract. His control over his runic flame seemed to have increase.

In the distance, several ten thousand miles away, too far for even a celestial to see, the young man's pace slowed before coming to a complete stop. His body stilled so wholly that one couldn't even hear the sound of his pumping heart if your ear was to his c.h.e.s.t.

”Lord Husband?” The beauties couldn't help but call out after several minutes.

”It knows we're here.” The young man spoke, his calm voice rumbling with a slight killing intent.

Who was Dyon? Would he be worried about such opponents?

Dyon had been struggling against even lower saint beasts over the past three months, but just how much had he handicapped himself?

Firstly, during his battles, he sealed his soul, not making use of his sensory abilities or array alchemy capability. Secondly, he didn't use any wills, whether it be his wind will or his fire wills. Thirdly, he shut his brain off. He didn't use tactics or intelligence to fight. It wasn't until his frustration blew over that he finally used sly tactics against the lizard, something he wasn't entirely proud of.

However, if Dyon used all of the means available to him, was there really a saint creature here that he would fear? After all, these weren't true beasts of the Chaotic Era, they were just cheap knock-offs. Plus, these creatures were too stupid to match his intelligence, it was exactly for this reason that he sealed his thoughts away. If he hadn't, there would be no benefit to this training.

That said… The enemies coming toward him now weren't infernal beasts. Yes, they were beasts, but they had intelligence. On top of this, they were interrupting his meal. He didn't mind going all out to deal with them in the quickest possible fashion so that he could continue with his training.

The young man didn't refer to Dyon as a person. The best descriptor he had was ”It”. To him, even from this distance, Dyon was unfathomable.

”This depth… Other than Balor, I've never sensed such a character before…”