Chapter 2192 - Last (1) (1/2)

”Who…?!”

This sort of instigation was bad enough, but it appearing at the very center of the Sprite Alliance was another slap to the face entirely.

Numerous powerhouses turned their senses toward the martial training grounds, only to find that an entire lineup of 3000 warriors stood expressionlessly behind four women and one man.

Just what was going on? They couldn't seem to understand.

These people weren't Sapientia. They obviously weren't giants because there were no fluctuations of those special shape changing treasures. There were no Devil Qi fluctuations either, and though some of them were beasts, the majority of them were not.

And what were those words he said about their Spear Queen?!

The more Dyon's words echoed, the greater the rage became. Even those in secluded training charged out of the martial training tower, looking on with gazes that seemed to be capable of killing.

”This is much less fanfare than I was expecting. You'd think as geniuses they'd move faster than this.” Dyon muttered to himself as he raised a finger.

A beam of dark red flames left his finger, piercing the collarbone of a sprite genius who was on the verge of opening his mouth to speak what Dyon thought must have been some threatening words. But quite frankly, he didn't have the patience to listen.

A pained raw left the sprite youth's lips as he collapsed, his body shivering in pain. The gathering sprite geniuses who were just on the verge of all but rioting were suddenly frozen solid.

The youth now crying in pain on the ground wasn't just anybody. In fact, none of them were nobodies. If they could enter these training grounds, they the best of the absolute best. And yet, it took nothing but a single finger for him to be completely incapacitated.

”Ainica!”

An enraged roar shook the Sprite Alliance Capital. A young man with eyes the color of hot coals and hair alternating between a shimmering ivory and dark magenta involuntarily called out the moment he saw the Spear Queen's state.

The ground beneath his feet splintered and shook, his aura climbing at unprecedented speeds.

'Middle Dao Formation Stage, hm?... Still not enough. Until those youths who are worthy of taking Martial Saint Pills appear, this is nothing but a waste of time.' Dyon thought plainly.

”Aredhel.” Dyon said lightly.

”Yes, Successor!”

Vice Commander Aredhel stepped forward with a light, carefree smile on his face. If it wasn't for the fact his ears were that of normal humans, one could easily mistake him for a prince of elves.