Chapter 2272 - Work (2) (1/2)

The so-called ”battle” was nothing more than a joke. With a single sweep of his Presence, all six geniuses fell to their knees, their eyes widening in shock and despair.

Dyon took a step forward, grasping the neck of the female genius who wanted to turn him into a prince consort.

In reality, she was quite a beauty. It's just that she was incredibly tall. Growing up in the Ancient Battlefield environment, even women tended to have large bone structures.

Though she didn't have some ȯbsċėnė height, she was still tall enough to be a half a head above Dyon.

Of course, there were still some Clans with compression techniques similar to that of Yadmere. But, it took exceptional geniuses to regain normal human dimensions. The fact this young woman was so close to that goal was a testament to how great her talent was.

”Where are we located exactly? Which Clans do you come from?” Dyon asked.

The female bit her lips firmly, seemingly unwilling to speak to Dyon. To which, Dyon only shrugged. He tried to be nice, it's not his fault she didn't want his kindness.

”[Devour].”

Not just the female genius, but the remaining five geniuses fell. Dead.

”I see.” With a nod, Dyon flashed forward, his Hell's Right Eye bringing his speed up to a ridiculous level. Though it was tougher to tear across space in the Ancient Battlefield, it was relatively easier for Dyon that it was for anyone else.

Now being certain of where he was, Dyon could implement the next steps of his plans with little worry.

On the Ancient Battlefield, there were 12 main clans Dyon classified to be the highest risk. Beneath those 12, there were about 50 or so more than posed a secondary level of risk. As for the rest, Dyon believed that even if he didn't take action, the Clans and Sects of the mortal plane would be able to handle them just fine.

This young woman just now was from one of the lesser secondary clans. Dyon had ranked them about 30 in his risk ȧssessment of those secondary clans. Of course, this ranking didn't include the top 12 most dangerous.

The stronghold that Dyon had been nurturing for over a century now was located to the south of the Ancient Battlefield. Currently, his territory was about as large as the top ten of those secondary level risk clans.

However, he had been randomly teleported to the east of the Ancient Battlefield. That meant he had to cross the mountain range that provided his own territory protection to its east before he could get there. Luckily, he wasn't in much of a rush.

No one knew the exact rules of the first phase. It was just known that it was related to the growth of the youths.