Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Dyons eyes seemed to freeze over.
Despite everything he had been through, he didnt feel the slightest bit of despair facing this new obstacle.

Facing Dyons fierce expression, the Belmont ancestor couldnt help but feel displeased.
He was a celestial level expert, and although he had less than 50% of his peak battle power, there was no doubt that he was still within that realm.

For a mere child to look upon him as though he was a lowly and insignificant existence made his blood boil.

If Dyon knew the ancestors thoughts, although he would hardly care, hed have to acknowledge his grand teachers words.
There was something about him that made his presence easy to hate.
Whether that be his unbridled arrogance, or something else, it was there.

Lionel, though, didnt know how to feel about Dyons expression.
Unlike his ancestor, he was well aware of what Dyon would have had to do to somehow escape to be here right now.
And, although he looked perfectly healthy, the fact he was practically naked aside from the obsidian plate covering his lower regions meant that he had gone through something And that something, he had somehow survived.

He didnt want to believe it.
How could a teenage boy escape two celestial experts? It didnt make sense.

He had to have used some sort of trick.
Considering how many treasures he has, thats more than likely.
But, such a ground-breaking treasure cant be used more than once, or else why would he have allowed himself to reach this point at all? Lionel tried to comfort himself, using logic as his platform.

However, in the back of his mind, he couldnt help but think of the possibility of him being wrong.
It was because he underestimated Dyons treasures that he had ended up in this situation to begin with.
Had Ri not had a treasure capable of holding 3000 living beings, Madeleines faith seed would be his by now!

Do we have an issue here? Dyon suddenly spoke.
Although his voice usually imperceptibly leaked a domineering music will in situations like this, he had to now remember he didnt have access to it anymore.
However, that didnt stop his momentum from being stifling.
The air around Dyon had shifted in such a way that it was completely unnecessary for him to have music will to assert his dominance.

Seeing that his words were clearly ignored, Lionel frowned.
But, Evelyns reaction was even more severe.

For what you did to my master, you deserve nothing more than a dogs death.
Get on your knees! Evelyn shrieked, having lost all rationality.
The more she stared at Dyons unperturbed attitude, the more she remembered how he looked down on her at the Earth Tower, how he had completely humiliated her.

Those feelings of anger bubbled up, unleashing themselves before combining with the sorrow and pain she felt with the death of Matriarch Niveus.

Considering the Belmont ancestor had yet to untie the two of them, she looked quite pitiful.
Almost like a rabid dog trying to escape its chains.

Hearing Evelyns words and the audacity she had in playing the victim, Dyons gaze threatened to pierce through everything.
Was this woman really asking him to repent to the woman who destroyed his home?

Before this, Dyon had no intention of doing anything to Evelyn.
Although she had stolen a pill that rightfully belonged to Delia for her own selfish desires, that wasnt a crime that was worth a persons life and it wasnt something that Dyon would have bloodied his hands with.
However, something had snapped within Dyon during the past two days.
His master had done her best to cleanse it, but that nature was slowly prowling and growing within Dyon.
His bestial desire to viciously protect his loved ones while slaughtering all those that even remotely encroached on his wellbeing was growing, and without his soul or wills to rein it in, it was unlikely that it would be dealt with any time soon.

Evelyns words caught in her throat.
In that instant, she forgot that her husband was right beside her.
She forgot that there was a celestial there to protect them.
All she felt was terror, a deep seeded fear for the young man in front of her.

A formless pressure laced with celestial energy covered the cave walls, snapping Evelyn out of her condition, causing her to grasp at her chest, breathing heavily along with her heaving snow-white breasts and hair.

It seems the young have grown in arrogance since Ive been away.
The Belmont ancestors jaw set.
For Evelyn to forget about his presence, taken over by an overwhelming flight extinct, was yet another slap to his face.
How could she be scared of a child with no cultivation while he was right here?! He hadnt even used any wills yet!

I assume youre an awakened Belmont ancestor? Dyons gaze left Evelyn, focusing back on the approaching man in white.

Do you acknowledge your mistakes? Was the ancestors only response.

Are you an idiot?

The atmosphere froze over, solidifying in an instant.
The three of them couldnt believe what they had just heard.
Even in this situation, Dyon had the audacity to call their ancestor such a name? Was he truly not afraid of the Belmont ancestor?

Dyon, however, was in a completely different sort of mind state.
He had just finished fighting a battle of life and death, he hadnt even had the chance to rest, to have a drink of water or a bite to eat, but more bullshit was being thrown at him.

He had never had a good temper to begin with, but the idea of being looked down upon by this sort of trash, especially after he had already defeated two existences far more powerful than this so-called Ancestor just moments ago, pissed him off more than words could describe.

Ill give you one last chance.
Dyons muscles rippled, flooding with endless vitality as his veins of gold pulsed.
Kneel.

There was no question who Dyon was talking to.
He wasnt speaking to Evelyn.
He wasnt speaking to Lionel.
He was speaking to the Belmont family ancestor!

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