Chapter 1556 - Death God (2) (1/2)

Dyon grit his teeth. How many lives had been sacrificed to form this flame? This was already far more than what was needed to revive a dao expert at full power. Even reviving many high dao experts would hardly put a dent into this life essence.

This should have been great. With the help of these flames, creating his clones and reviving his master would be far easier. However, since when had Dyon lacked life essence? His Empire's center was graced by the Life Stone! At this point, he couldn't find any sort of happiness, all he felt was endless rage.

The gluttony displayed here… To continue gathering the life essence of thousands of young geniuses over trillions of years… Not only this Lord Creator, but the Golden Crow Sect deserved to be destroyed!

Dyon wasn't some sort of sanctimonious person. He didn't have a broad heart or an open mind, if he did, he wouldn't have tortured Lillianna for almost a hundred years. So, he had no issues using these flames even if they were the acc.u.mulations of the dead. However, that didn't mean that he wouldn't make the Lord Creator pay a severe price for his greed.

Together, Dyon and Madeleine walked forward, shooting down skeleton after skeleton. Although they would always rise back up, by the time they had, the couple could be a long ways past them.

Soon, Dyon realized that his black flames were a perfect counter to these immortal skeletons. With just a single thought from him, those skeletons never rose again.

It wasn't long before they had made their way into another throne room. This time, however, despite being just as large and seemingly as imposing as the others, Dyon pulled Madeleine back from stepping over the threshold. Despite there not being a change in his expression, his calm state of mind couldn't stop the physiological response of his body. He felt a cold sweat mat his back, covering his white, black and gold tattoos in a sheen of liquid.

Madeleine looked toward Dyon worriedly. Why did he react like this?

Although his grip was just as gentle on her hand, and his face hadn't shone any fluctuations, how could Madeleine not tell what inner turmoil was going on within him? Their souls were connected, after all.

The consequences of stepping onto and comprehending a portion of the beast path was rearing its ugly head. Dyon felt a pressure he had only felt one time before. But, in this case, while he felt a faint understanding that Evangeline wouldn't hurt him, a deep murderous intent showered him right now.

'No, this isn't the beast path. This is Presence. This person is very close to comprehending God level Presence…'

At the moment, the aura was very withdrawn and condensed, but Dyon's senses imperceptibly caught onto its outer edges. This Lord Creator's Presence had somehow perfectly fused with his kill intent.