Chapter 1893 - Wyverns (1) (1/2)
A fiendish grin spread across Dyon's face.
His blood pumped, the thumping of his heart resonating so loudly that the low growls of the male wyvern were completely drowned out.
When Dyon first awoke his Titan Diamond Body, his blood had turned for a crimson red to a royal blue. Though he still bled red, his blood was much different from other humans fundamentally.
As time passed and his body grew stronger, his blood began to change once more. What once were small flecks of bronze became strands. And strands soon became entire currents. If one looked into Dyon's body, it would seem as though rivers of ambrosia coursed through his veins, pumping his body with vitality.
Dyon stretched his palm out.
If others saw this scene, they would think Dyon had lost his mind. He was a facing a beast more powerful than one that took several hours of planning to take on just earlier in the day with such a casual expression. To make matters worse, his hand was now just half a meter from the snout of the wyvern. Was he really so intent on losing the hand he just regained so quickly?
'[Whirl]. [Spiral].'
A concentrated burst of green wind will twirled around Dyon's palm. He didn't even register the odd change because he was completely focused on controlling the massive power that flowed through him. Wind will had always been colorless… Though Dyon's half-step dao was a light green color, the wind it produced wasn't so…
The wyvern had already flinched at Dyon's loud beating heart, but seeing this odd phenomena form before it, it suddenly felt that its easy victory had slipped from it.
It had felt something odd several hours ago. One of its many mating partners, and one of the few strong enough to birth its children, had inexplicably let out a battle cry.
As a male, it was his duty to protect his females, but this particular mate was quite rowdy. She hated it when he interfered in her fights, so he planned to check on the situation after letting some time pass. At least then she couldn't blame him.
But, when he came here, though he smelt the scent of his woman, she was nowhere to be seen. To make matters worse, their children were gone.
He had been especially monitoring this litter because he couldn't allow any males to grow up. Considering how rowdy their mother was, if she birthed a son, he would definitely challenge his authority. So, he was lying in wait. If they were females, everything would be okay. But if they were males, they would be his next meal.
To his surprise, there really was a male here. But, this male didn't smell like one of his children. Plus, he was walking out of that hole that mate of his never let him poke around.