Chapter 2012 - Alone (1) (1/2)

Dyon steadily rose from the air, wiping crimson liquid from his lips. Though his blood appeared mercury within his body, much like how one's veins appeared as a bluish green color, he still bled red.

The damage from Eve's strike was surprising. Dyon could tell that there were secrets hidden within her fists related to comprehension rather than it being just pure power. Luckily, his battle changpao's ability activated perfectly.

The Celestial Deer Sect's heirloom had two main abilities. The second, Dyon had yet to use. But the first just activated. This was the ability to spread any force of contact uniformly across the battle changpao's surface area. This significantly lowered the piercing power of any given strike.

Before, Dyon's qi wasn't anywhere near dense enough to activate this ability and he relied on the base defensive ability of the battle changpao. However, now, he was almost overqualified. Still, it wasn't until the second ability was used that one would understand why a mere transcendent grade treasure was chosen as the heirloom of such a mighty sect.

If Eve seemed surprised by how quickly Dyon shrugged off her attack, she didn't show it. Her eyes were contradictorily seething with an eerie calm. But… It wasn't her that attacked next.

Even if Eve could control the Infernal Qi within herself, the remaining 38 dao experts had no ability to. They had already shown inhuman restraint by waiting so long to attack, a fact that became blatantly ironic after one realized it had barely been a single second since Dyon triggered their transformation.

Chenglei completely ignored Eve and Lionel, it was as though the only person left in the world was Dyon and the only feeling remaining was his d.e.s.i.r.e to tear him limb from limb.

Before the strike even landed, Dyon felt a headache coming along.

The issue was that Dyon was aware that it was impossible for things to be so convenient. There was a 100% likelihood that their hidden strength would trigger as he was trying to subdue them. With how much they hated him, how could they allow him to win without fighting back with everything they had?

Knowing this, Dyon made the decision to force it out of them early. Under the influence of Infernal qi, not only would one be far more savage and deranged, but pain would be a distant memory while simultaneously existing beside o.b.s.c.e.n.e healing factors.

If Dyon tired himself out defeating them first, then triggered their infernal states, he would be forced to fight this battle in a fatigued state, something that would be peak foolishness.

However, despite knowing that this was the easier path, Dyon couldn't help but feel irritated.

The fist of a draconic humanoid and a ticked off man collided.