Chapter 1616 - Third (1) (1/2)
Dyon floated in the air, his emotions fluctuating in a difficult to control manner. His logic told him that killing the three of them where they stood would bring trouble he wasn't equipped to handle, but the surging royal blue titan emperor blood within him couldn't tolerate what he had just heard.
A large part of the reason why Dyon had yet to send Aki back to the Kitsune Clan along with Masako and Gin was because he castrated him in a fit of anger. Currently, the kitsune clan still didn't know about this, but if they did, it would cause an enmity that was impossible to mend.
Dyon understood his mistake afterward, but he refused to forgive Aki. In the end, he planned on keeping Aki with him until he cultivated enough skill in pill concoction to create a pill capable of curing him. It was exactly for this reason that he also brought Masako back from the brink of death as well, to avoid irreversible harm.
Even Dyon understood just how indecisive these actions of his were. The longer he kept the three kistune geniuses, the less use they would have to his ultimate plan. How could their Clans place any trust in them after they spent so long in enemy hands? Only a fool would do so.
Now, Dyon had learned that the kitsune clan had closed off their borders. He understood that he had missed his opportunity and the pawns he cultivated had become useless.
Dyon wanted to grow as a leader, he wanted to stop making rash decisions and delicately plan out his next steps. He wanted to be capable of enduring when he should and moving forward only when he was 100% certain of success, but it just wasn't in his being to act this way.
Now, he faced the same crossroads he had faced many times before. To kill, or not to kill.
Seconds later, Clara and Ri who had been lagging behind caught up with Dyon. They thought something big had happened. Dyon all of a sudden stopped talking and laughing with them and disappeared. By the time they realized what was happening, he was already several thousand kilometers from them. Even with their cultivation, it took several minutes to catch up.
Anabella, Chrysanthemum and Anak had all been surprised by Dyon's sudden arrival, but when they saw Clara and Ri, their sinister intentions began to shine through.
”Comet Lord Gallagher.” Anak spoke. ”I'll give you one chance to turn away and leave this place. I'll pretend as though I never saw you. But, if you so choose to stay here, don't blame me for being impolite.”
”Shut up you overgrown green giant.” Clara snorted, turning her cold gaze away as though she couldn't be bothered to continue their conversation.
In truth, when Clara said green giant, she had been referring to a mortal world vegetable brand. Her meaning was that he was a greenhorn who didn't even understand that he was the one in danger now. But how could Anak know that? So, when he heard Clara call him a green giant, she assumed he was calling him a cuckold.
His features twisted with rage. ”What did you say to me?!”
Clara's lip twitched with disdain. ”Why did this green giant suddenly lose his temper? Definitely something only a green giant would do.”
Clara didn't even realize just how much her words pissed Anak off.
All these months, Dyon had been titled the masked wife stealer. But, who else remembered better than Anak how that name came about? It was precisely because the masked man made both he and True God Sacharro cuckolds, practically all but stating that Madeleine was his, that the name came about.