Chapter 2187: Disappointing
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Chapter 2187 Disappointing
"The reason the Heavens don't like numbers aside from three and nine is that they act as strong pillars. There's no stronger simple structure than a triangle, and no stronger large structure than a collection of triangles.
"But those rules are written using the fundamental runes of this world." Dyon shrugged. "I'll just use the fundamental runes of another world that happens to love even numbers... especially the number 4 and multiples of it... Damned four horsemen..."
The talismans snaked through the air, rushing toward the delicate lines of gold Dyon practically embroidered into the air itself. It felt like the inner mechanisms of a clock were swirling around them... beautiful ticking and intricate pieces, turning gears, the way each small change affected each and every other part...
The talismans collapsed together along with the swirls of gold, coming together like beautiful pieces of origami.
The first five talismans formed the first five layers. In groups of two, the next eight talismans formed the next four layers. And finally, the last barrier was formed of three talismans, rounding it out with a perfect 16.
They all but fused into one. Whereas the barriers that surrounded the other groups were several feet thick, reaching over three meters, Dyon's own was just 6 inches thick. The layers could hardly be perceived.
"Tsk." Dyon muttered. "If I had an extra 30 minutes... Disappointing."
Normally, for a competition, the audience might be on the edge of their seats, eager to see who had come out on top. But somehow, they were all already aware of the answer.
".... Innate aurora..." Were the only words the announcer managed to say.
The difference was simply too stark. Less than a fraction of the time to finish in a result more than ten times better. To make matters worse, it was clear that he still wasn't satisfied.
However, they took Dyon's attitude as him mocking them. If he really cared so much, he would have put more time aside. Clearly, he simply wasn't taking them seriously.
"I don't remember agreeing to such a thing. And, I don't plan on having anyone lead you there until this competition is over."
Dyon almost yawned at the response as though he was expecting it.
"Did you daughter forget to tell you? I'm a Spiritual Sage, I could have found your world core whenever I wanted. Your help is unneeded. You can consider it a courtesy that I haven't already gone ahead without your permission. If you want to retract that permission..." A fierce glint lit in Dyon's eyes. "... I promise you that I still have the ability to ensure you lose this. Try me."
Dyon swept his shoulder past the Clan Patriarch. It suddenly became very obvious to them all that Dyon was the taller of the two.
The truth was that Crystella hadn't forgotten to tell them. It was just that the Patriarch either made a mistake, or didn't believe that Dyon would dare to do such a thing. But by the time he gathered himself, Dyon really had left.
To make matters worse, Patriarch Nightwell, who was very much used to having his family on his side, looked around to see several displeased gazes. However, they weren't aim toward Dyon, but rather toward him. It really was pretty unseemly what he had just tried to do.
"Hmph."
The Patriarch looked away defiantly, unwilling to admit to anything.
**
"Is it alright to antagonize them like that?" Saru asked.
Dyon shrugged. "At this point, it doesn't matter anymore. Their Patriarch is too stupid to hide the truth, I can read him like a book. They're already planning something."
"They are?"
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Chapter 2187 Disappointing
"The reason the Heavens don't like numbers aside from three and nine is that they act as strong pillars. There's no stronger simple structure than a triangle, and no stronger large structure than a collection of triangles.
"But those rules are written using the fundamental runes of this world." Dyon shrugged. "I'll just use the fundamental runes of another world that happens to love even numbers... especially the number 4 and multiples of it... Damned four horsemen..."
The talismans snaked through the air, rushing toward the delicate lines of gold Dyon practically embroidered into the air itself. It felt like the inner mechanisms of a clock were swirling around them... beautiful ticking and intricate pieces, turning gears, the way each small change affected each and every other part...
The talismans collapsed together along with the swirls of gold, coming together like beautiful pieces of origami.
The first five talismans formed the first five layers. In groups of two, the next eight talismans formed the next four layers. And finally, the last barrier was formed of three talismans, rounding it out with a perfect 16.
They all but fused into one. Whereas the barriers that surrounded the other groups were several feet thick, reaching over three meters, Dyon's own was just 6 inches thick. The layers could hardly be perceived.
"Tsk." Dyon muttered. "If I had an extra 30 minutes... Disappointing."
Normally, for a competition, the audience might be on the edge of their seats, eager to see who had come out on top. But somehow, they were all already aware of the answer.
".... Innate aurora..." Were the only words the announcer managed to say.
The difference was simply too stark. Less than a fraction of the time to finish in a result more than ten times better. To make matters worse, it was clear that he still wasn't satisfied.
However, they took Dyon's attitude as him mocking them. If he really cared so much, he would have put more time aside. Clearly, he simply wasn't taking them seriously.
"I don't remember agreeing to such a thing. And, I don't plan on having anyone lead you there until this competition is over."
Dyon almost yawned at the response as though he was expecting it.
"Did you daughter forget to tell you? I'm a Spiritual Sage, I could have found your world core whenever I wanted. Your help is unneeded. You can consider it a courtesy that I haven't already gone ahead without your permission. If you want to retract that permission..." A fierce glint lit in Dyon's eyes. "... I promise you that I still have the ability to ensure you lose this. Try me."
Dyon swept his shoulder past the Clan Patriarch. It suddenly became very obvious to them all that Dyon was the taller of the two.
The truth was that Crystella hadn't forgotten to tell them. It was just that the Patriarch either made a mistake, or didn't believe that Dyon would dare to do such a thing. But by the time he gathered himself, Dyon really had left.
To make matters worse, Patriarch Nightwell, who was very much used to having his family on his side, looked around to see several displeased gazes. However, they weren't aim toward Dyon, but rather toward him. It really was pretty unseemly what he had just tried to do.
"Hmph."
The Patriarch looked away defiantly, unwilling to admit to anything.
**
"Is it alright to antagonize them like that?" Saru asked.
Dyon shrugged. "At this point, it doesn't matter anymore. Their Patriarch is too stupid to hide the truth, I can read him like a book. They're already planning something."
"They are?"
Chapter 2187 Disappointing "The reason the Heavens don't like numbers aside from three and nine is that they act as strong pillars. There's no stronger simple structure than a triangle, and no stronger large structure than a collection of triangles. "But those rules are written using the fundamental runes of this world." Dyon shrugged. "I'll just use the fundamental runes of another world that happens to love even numbers... especially the number 4 and multiples of it... Damned four horsemen..." The talismans snaked through the air, rushing toward the delicate lines of gold Dyon practically embroidered into the air itself. It felt like the inner mechanisms of a clock were swirling around them... beautiful ticking and intricate pieces, turning gears, the way each small change affected each and every other part... The talismans collapsed together along with the swirls of gold, coming together like beautiful pieces of origami. The first five talismans formed the first five layers. In groups of two, the next eight talismans formed the next four layers. And finally, the last barrier was formed of three talismans, rounding it out with a perfect 16. They all but fused into one. Whereas the barriers that surrounded the other groups were several feet thick, reaching over three meters, Dyon's own was just 6 inches thick. The layers could hardly be perceived. "Tsk." Dyon muttered. "If I had an extra 30 minutes... Disappointing." Normally, for a competition, the audience might be on the edge of their seats, eager to see who had come out on top. But somehow, they were all already aware of the answer. ".... Innate aurora..." Were the only words the announcer managed to say. The difference was simply too stark. Less than a fraction of the time to finish in a result more than ten times better. To make matters worse, it was clear that he still wasn't satisfied. However, they took Dyon's attitude as him mocking them. If he really cared so much, he would have put more time aside. Clearly, he simply wasn't taking them seriously. "I don't remember agreeing to such a thing. And, I don't plan on having anyone lead you there until this competition is over." Dyon almost yawned at the response as though he was expecting it. "Did you daughter forget to tell you? I'm a Spiritual Sage, I could have found your world core whenever I wanted. Your help is unneeded. You can consider it a courtesy that I haven't already gone ahead without your permission. If you want to retract that permission..." A fierce glint lit in Dyon's eyes. "... I promise you that I still have the ability to ensure you lose this. Try me." Dyon swept his shoulder past the Clan Patriarch. It suddenly became very obvious to them all that Dyon was the taller of the two. The truth was that Crystella hadn't forgotten to tell them. It was just that the Patriarch either made a mistake, or didn't believe that Dyon would dare to do such a thing. But by the time he gathered himself, Dyon really had left. To make matters worse, Patriarch Nightwell, who was very much used to having his family on his side, looked around to see several displeased gazes. However, they weren't aim toward Dyon, but rather toward him. It really was pretty unseemly what he had just tried to do. "Hmph." The Patriarch looked away defiantly, unwilling to admit to anything. ** "Is it alright to antagonize them like that?" Saru asked. Dyon shrugged. "At this point, it doesn't matter anymore. Their Patriarch is too stupid to hide the truth, I can read him like a book. They're already planning something." "They are?"
