Chapter 2103: 2103
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Emperor Star cleared his throat.
"I'm aware that the grudge between your two Clans has not come to an end, but I hope it won't go further than this. Sir Sacharro has agreed that their Sacharro Clan's Heir will settle this matter himself. Once True God Sacharro is prepared, I don't mind overseeing this battle personally if you all will have me.
"However, what I do not want is for underhanded schemes to proliferate our Federation. We have to come together out of necessity. How strong we become in the next century will dictate whether or not we have the right to survive in this chaotic era."
Dyon nodded. "Of course, I agree. The Sacharro Clan will not provoke anyone who does not provoke us first. As I remember it, the grudge between my kid cousin and your False True God Diasho Ken occurred because many youths saw it fit to bully Little Dyon's personal guard.
"Back then, the Sacharro Clan did not step in and help my kid cousin deal with this matter, so he sought revenge for himself. The proof itself shows that we will maintain our integrity. I hope that the Diasho Clan does the same."
Hearing these words, those that believed that Sacharro Clan had been a bit too arrogant laid down their biased opinions. Dyon's words were true. If it wasn't for Dyon's life being on the line, maybe no one would be aware that the Sacharro Clan had even one Higher Existence, let alone three.
From Dyon's very first appearance in the Valley of Geniuses, he had always relied on his own strength to battle. Unlike some others who were followed by grand entourages, Dyon even often travelled alone. If he was arrogant, it was because he had the right to be.
It was only then that some began to take Dyon's challenge toward Diasho Ken's uncle seriously. Maybe he really would be able to defeat him in time…
In the end, the brunt of the blame was on the Diasho Clan's shoulders. Trying to snuff out a genius because you were worried about their growing strength was despicable no matter how powerful you were. So, despite having regained his strength, the gazes of disdain toward the Diasho Clan elder only grew fiercer.
Unfortunately, he could only clench his fists in silence. He was indeed wrong in this matter.
Seeing that the matter was mostly settled, Emperor Star breathed a sigh of relief before his eyes involuntarily shone.
"Sir Sacharro… This may be a bit brazen of me, but I am truly curious. Just what method did you use to heal Sir Diasho's foundation?"
"Oh, that?" Dyon smiled lightly. "It can be considered an Ancient Grand Magic."
Emperor Star, though knowing he should have expected an answer like this, couldn't help but tremble. It wasn't just him, but many leaders of powerful Clans felt their hearts jump to their throats.
Ancient Grand Magic. It was a branch of magic that would forever be out of the reach of regular humans because they could only be used by pinnacle range species.
Phoenix Hymns. Dragon Tongue. The Druid Magic of the Dwarves. All of these were legendary concepts they couldn't dream of touching.
Dyon's words were confirming that he was born of a higher order species. And for this species to have Ancient Grand Magic… It couldn't be of a low ranking!
Of course, this Ancient Grand Magic came from Dyon's Wings of Blessings which allowed him to cast angel magic despite not having an angel bloodline.
In truth, he had downplayed it. [Cleanse] and [Harmonious Whole] were both Ancient Grand Circle Magics, a level even above normal Ancient Grand Magic. But these people didn't need to know this, right?
[Harmonious Whole] contained laws of completion and wholeness. The reason they could only be learned by those with the proper meridian pathways was because these paths of cultivation were too deep for the Mortal Plane. Only transcendents could grasp them without the proper lineage and cast this magic on their own.
This was why these forms of magic were so powerful…
Though the Ancient Grand Magic of angels with white and black wings were powerful, they couldn't hold a candle to the Ancient Grand Circle Magic of those blessed with golden wings.
As for those with red wings that walked a bloodied path, though their magic was more powerful than normal Ancient Grand Magic, they fell short of Ancient Grand Circle Magic.
In the end, because the side of light was so much more powerful for angels, this was the reason why the legends passed on by them became filled with their benevolence and grace.
That said… Though Dyon downplayed his strength, his perception picked up that many elders of the Emperor Giant Clan couldn't stop shaking.
He smiled inwardly. 'It seems they've noticed… Good. If you ever want to become true angels, you'll have to follow me, now won't you?'
Dyon no longer cared about his grudge with Anak. Currently, he was nothing more than an ant before him. Plus, hadn't even Chenglei submitted in the end? There was no need to kill such a talent, it would be better if he came under his wing.
Dyon had long since trained his eyes on the Emperor Giants and their diluted angel blood. As Emperor Star recollected himself and began to animatedly explain the coming process, he had no idea that Dyon was snatching chess pieces from his beloved Federation.
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Emperor Star cleared his throat.
"I'm aware that the grudge between your two Clans has not come to an end, but I hope it won't go further than this. Sir Sacharro has agreed that their Sacharro Clan's Heir will settle this matter himself. Once True God Sacharro is prepared, I don't mind overseeing this battle personally if you all will have me.
"However, what I do not want is for underhanded schemes to proliferate our Federation. We have to come together out of necessity. How strong we become in the next century will dictate whether or not we have the right to survive in this chaotic era."
Dyon nodded. "Of course, I agree. The Sacharro Clan will not provoke anyone who does not provoke us first. As I remember it, the grudge between my kid cousin and your False True God Diasho Ken occurred because many youths saw it fit to bully Little Dyon's personal guard.
"Back then, the Sacharro Clan did not step in and help my kid cousin deal with this matter, so he sought revenge for himself. The proof itself shows that we will maintain our integrity. I hope that the Diasho Clan does the same."
Hearing these words, those that believed that Sacharro Clan had been a bit too arrogant laid down their biased opinions. Dyon's words were true. If it wasn't for Dyon's life being on the line, maybe no one would be aware that the Sacharro Clan had even one Higher Existence, let alone three.
From Dyon's very first appearance in the Valley of Geniuses, he had always relied on his own strength to battle. Unlike some others who were followed by grand entourages, Dyon even often travelled alone. If he was arrogant, it was because he had the right to be.
It was only then that some began to take Dyon's challenge toward Diasho Ken's uncle seriously. Maybe he really would be able to defeat him in time…
In the end, the brunt of the blame was on the Diasho Clan's shoulders. Trying to snuff out a genius because you were worried about their growing strength was despicable no matter how powerful you were. So, despite having regained his strength, the gazes of disdain toward the Diasho Clan elder only grew fiercer.
Unfortunately, he could only clench his fists in silence. He was indeed wrong in this matter.
Seeing that the matter was mostly settled, Emperor Star breathed a sigh of relief before his eyes involuntarily shone.
"Sir Sacharro… This may be a bit brazen of me, but I am truly curious. Just what method did you use to heal Sir Diasho's foundation?"
"Oh, that?" Dyon smiled lightly. "It can be considered an Ancient Grand Magic."
Emperor Star, though knowing he should have expected an answer like this, couldn't help but tremble. It wasn't just him, but many leaders of powerful Clans felt their hearts jump to their throats.
Ancient Grand Magic. It was a branch of magic that would forever be out of the reach of regular humans because they could only be used by pinnacle range species.
Phoenix Hymns. Dragon Tongue. The Druid Magic of the Dwarves. All of these were legendary concepts they couldn't dream of touching.
Dyon's words were confirming that he was born of a higher order species. And for this species to have Ancient Grand Magic… It couldn't be of a low ranking!
Of course, this Ancient Grand Magic came from Dyon's Wings of Blessings which allowed him to cast angel magic despite not having an angel bloodline.
In truth, he had downplayed it. [Cleanse] and [Harmonious Whole] were both Ancient Grand Circle Magics, a level even above normal Ancient Grand Magic. But these people didn't need to know this, right?
[Harmonious Whole] contained laws of completion and wholeness. The reason they could only be learned by those with the proper meridian pathways was because these paths of cultivation were too deep for the Mortal Plane. Only transcendents could grasp them without the proper lineage and cast this magic on their own.
This was why these forms of magic were so powerful…
Though the Ancient Grand Magic of angels with white and black wings were powerful, they couldn't hold a candle to the Ancient Grand Circle Magic of those blessed with golden wings.
As for those with red wings that walked a bloodied path, though their magic was more powerful than normal Ancient Grand Magic, they fell short of Ancient Grand Circle Magic.
In the end, because the side of light was so much more powerful for angels, this was the reason why the legends passed on by them became filled with their benevolence and grace.
That said… Though Dyon downplayed his strength, his perception picked up that many elders of the Emperor Giant Clan couldn't stop shaking.
He smiled inwardly. 'It seems they've noticed… Good. If you ever want to become true angels, you'll have to follow me, now won't you?'
Dyon no longer cared about his grudge with Anak. Currently, he was nothing more than an ant before him. Plus, hadn't even Chenglei submitted in the end? There was no need to kill such a talent, it would be better if he came under his wing.
Dyon had long since trained his eyes on the Emperor Giants and their diluted angel blood. As Emperor Star recollected himself and began to animatedly explain the coming process, he had no idea that Dyon was snatching chess pieces from his beloved Federation.
Emperor Star cleared his throat. "I'm aware that the grudge between your two Clans has not come to an end, but I hope it won't go further than this. Sir Sacharro has agreed that their Sacharro Clan's Heir will settle this matter himself. Once True God Sacharro is prepared, I don't mind overseeing this battle personally if you all will have me. "However, what I do not want is for underhanded schemes to proliferate our Federation. We have to come together out of necessity. How strong we become in the next century will dictate whether or not we have the right to survive in this chaotic era." Dyon nodded. "Of course, I agree. The Sacharro Clan will not provoke anyone who does not provoke us first. As I remember it, the grudge between my kid cousin and your False True God Diasho Ken occurred because many youths saw it fit to bully Little Dyon's personal guard. "Back then, the Sacharro Clan did not step in and help my kid cousin deal with this matter, so he sought revenge for himself. The proof itself shows that we will maintain our integrity. I hope that the Diasho Clan does the same." Hearing these words, those that believed that Sacharro Clan had been a bit too arrogant laid down their biased opinions. Dyon's words were true. If it wasn't for Dyon's life being on the line, maybe no one would be aware that the Sacharro Clan had even one Higher Existence, let alone three. From Dyon's very first appearance in the Valley of Geniuses, he had always relied on his own strength to battle. Unlike some others who were followed by grand entourages, Dyon even often travelled alone. If he was arrogant, it was because he had the right to be. It was only then that some began to take Dyon's challenge toward Diasho Ken's uncle seriously. Maybe he really would be able to defeat him in time In the end, the brunt of the blame was on the Diasho Clan's shoulders. Trying to snuff out a genius because you were worried about their growing strength was despicable no matter how powerful you were. So, despite having regained his strength, the gazes of disdain toward the Diasho Clan elder only grew fiercer. Unfortunately, he could only clench his fists in silence. He was indeed wrong in this matter. Seeing that the matter was mostly settled, Emperor Star breathed a sigh of relief before his eyes involuntarily shone. "Sir Sacharro This may be a bit brazen of me, but I am truly curious. Just what method did you use to heal Sir Diasho's foundation?" "Oh, that?" Dyon smiled lightly. "It can be considered an Ancient Grand Magic." Emperor Star, though knowing he should have expected an answer like this, couldn't help but tremble. It wasn't just him, but many leaders of powerful Clans felt their hearts jump to their throats. Ancient Grand Magic. It was a branch of magic that would forever be out of the reach of regular humans because they could only be used by pinnacle range species. Phoenix Hymns. Dragon Tongue. The Druid Magic of the Dwarves. All of these were legendary concepts they couldn't dream of touching. Dyon's words were confirming that he was born of a higher order species. And for this species to have Ancient Grand Magic It couldn't be of a low ranking! Of course, this Ancient Grand Magic came from Dyon's Wings of Blessings which allowed him to cast angel magic despite not having an angel bloodline. In truth, he had downplayed it. Cleanse and Harmonious Whole were both Ancient Grand Circle Magics, a level even above normal Ancient Grand Magic. But these people didn't need to know this, right? Harmonious Whole contained laws of completion and wholeness. The reason they could only be learned by those with the proper meridian pathways was because these paths of cultivation were too deep for the Mortal Plane. Only transcendents could grasp them without the proper lineage and cast this magic on their own. This was why these forms of magic were so powerful Though the Ancient Grand Magic of angels with white and black wings were powerful, they couldn't hold a candle to the Ancient Grand Circle Magic of those blessed with golden wings. As for those with red wings that walked a bloodied path, though their magic was more powerful than normal Ancient Grand Magic, they fell short of Ancient Grand Circle Magic. In the end, because the side of light was so much more powerful for angels, this was the reason why the legends passed on by them became filled with their benevolence and grace. That said Though Dyon downplayed his strength, his perception picked up that many elders of the Emperor Giant Clan couldn't stop shaking. He smiled inwardly. 'It seems they've noticed Good. If you ever want to become true angels, you'll have to follow me, now won't you?' Dyon no longer cared about his grudge with Anak. Currently, he was nothing more than an ant before him. Plus, hadn't even Chenglei submitted in the end? There was no need to kill such a talent, it would be better if he came under his wing. Dyon had long since trained his eyes on the Emperor Giants and their diluted angel blood. As Emperor Star recollected himself and began to animatedly explain the coming process, he had no idea that Dyon was snatching chess pieces from his beloved Federation.
