Chapter 2005 - Chenglei (3) (1/2)
Chenglei roared. The shock wave was so devastating the Gate itself quaked as though it was threatening to collapse under its might.
But in the end, he could only be shocked. He knew what he went through to gain this power… Countless tens of thousands of years he spent in those reddened lands where he saw nothing but blood and murder. If it wasn't for his Dragon Soul, his mind would have collapsed long ago.
So why? Why was it that Dyon wasn't as shaken by his might as he should be?
As for Dyon, he was surprised. Not only was Chenglei powerful, if you took their base battle prowess and pitted them against each other, Chenglei would win 9 out of 10 times. However, just because he was surprised, didn't mean he had any sort of obligation to show it.
As for Lionel, he wasn't either one of Chenglei's or Dyon's match. While Chenglei was a 9th Order 7th Stage Dao Formation expert, Lionel was only a 3rd Order 6th Stage Dao Formation expert. His cultivation was surprising nonetheless, but he wouldn't last more than a few exchanges with Dyon.
The problem was that Dyon was very good at reading people. He could see that despite Lionel wasn't even the slightest bit afraid of either Chenglei or him.
It made sense for him to be unafraid of Dyon considering he seemed to be a mere pseudo dao expert. But, for him to be unafraid and even dauntless in front of Chenglei made little to no sense. It wasn't as though they were friends… They had only worked together in the past toward mutual ends.
To put this matter into perspective, if a human 9th Order 7th Stage Dao expert faced Chenglei who had the same exact cultivation, due to the power of Dragons, they would lose 10 out of 10 times. This was simply the difference between races. For Lionel to be unaffected, even by Chenglei's Dragon Soul, made Dyon inwardly cautious.
Dyon turned his attention toward the armies below.
”My name is Dyon Sacharro, successor of the Celestial Deer Sect, and current Key Wielder of the Epistemic Tower. As many of you have probably guess by now, you're here due to my action. Not only have the Five Beast Clans long since fallen under my control, the Uidah Clan are my pawns as well.
”I'll give you a chance. You can either surrender now and peacefully become a part of our Mortal Alliance, or you can fight, lose many more lives that I'd care to count, and eventually join anyway. What choice do you make?”
For Emperor Pakal and Lord Odin, two men who were very much used to ruling over all things, Dyon's words completely enraged them.
But, when they looked at the situation, they truly were at a disadvantage.
On this trip, they had only brought their best elites, numbering at several tens of millions. However, though Dyon's army wasn't entirely of elites, they were made up of several billion celestials and several thousand Pseudo Dao experts.
No matter how you looked at it, the situation was not good. If their armies fell here, their Clans were as good as finished. But, if they joined the Mortal Alliance… Maybe they'd have a chance to flip the table…
”You should consider carefully.” Dyon said in a calm voice. ”As I've said, I control the Epistemic Tower… This gives me special advantages… How else do you think you were surrounded so easily?”