Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Lunas whole body shook as her vision blackened.
She could no longer express how deeply Dyons words hit her, but as she had once said, whats done is done.
There was no changing it.

Dyon had always been a person with a soft heart when it came to women.
In fact, in his youth, before he met Madeleine, it had come out as an overly flirtatious attitude.
In reality, that was just his own immature way of following the words of his mother.

In her memory, he had taken her words of always complimenting and protecting women close to you to his heart.
They were words ingrained within him even more than the teachings his father beat into him Maybe it was because of his mothers gentle approach, or maybe because her death came at a time where Dyon was far too young, but either way, those words stuck

However For the first time in his life, Dyon completely ignored the words of his mother.
He wasnt caring, or understanding.
He didnt try to comprehend why it was Luna had done something so foolish, nor did he have the faintest curiosity.
He was hurt beyond belief, and despite the coldness in his eyes, his heart was bleeding with its own tears.

Luna tried to let go of Dyons hand, but Dyon gripped onto it tightly.
With a swing of his arm, Lunas petite body flew across the room and into the arms of the Angel Clan dao formation expert.
Before anyone had realized what had happened, Luna finally couldnt take it anymore.
The rough way Dyon handled her, as if he didnt care for her life or death was the final straw Her vision completely blackened, causing her to faint.

Keep her alive, for now.
Dyons voice cut through the loud blaring noises and Veles enraged roar.
It sounded as though he had just raised himself up from the abyss of hell.
His voice was deep, and grating Filled with an endless rage that made the saint guards who were about to surge forward tremble with fear.
Dyon had never felt so angry in his entire life.
When we get out of this, Ill deal with her personally.

YOU! Veles roared in anger.
To think I actually thought of trusting you! Leave here? If you dont die today, my name isnt Veles Viserion!

As soon as he finished, Veles thought of erupting forward with unbridled killing intent.
But, that was when he remembered the fragile Mina was still in his arm.
With all the loud noises and raging killing intent filling the room, Mina was like a delicate feather being tossed around to the whims of a storm.
Veles couldnt possibly leave her now.

Since Dyon and Luna were so despicable to have used his goodwill to steal their clans most valuable treasure, whos to say that they wouldnt use despicable means to tie him down? Unfortunately, before this, everyone had seen how important Mina was to him!

Even worse, there were at most a handful of high level experts left in the Viserion Kingdom.
They had all just left to deal with the barbarians! Such timing was

Veles couldnt help but freeze.
He had found the barbarians attacking to be odd, could it have been planned this way from the beginning?

As for Dyons showing of anger toward Luna, Veles didnt put it in his eyes at all.
For one, it could just be an act Dyon put on to convince them that it was all Lunas doing and not his own.
The second possibility was that he was truly mad! After all, hadnt Luna failed? She had disabled two, but not the third mechanism.
How could that not piss Dyon off? A once foolproof plan had been ruined by her.
Or so those around them thought.

Dyon didnt bother explaining anything.
With his intelligence, how could he not tell what those around him were thinking.
This plan of that former wife of his were truly too devious.
He even thought that maybe she planned the barbarian raid as well.
However, Dyon didnt feel any warmth because of that.
After all, wasnt it in Lunas best interest to increase her own chances of escape? It made sense that she would do such a thing.
It had nothing to do with Dyon.

pan-d a-n0vel.com By this point, Dyon no longer had any good thoughts of Luna in his heart.
The bleeding in his heart was becoming a shriveled mess of blackness that looked more like an overripe fruit than the source of ones vitality.

Looking at his personal guards and elder, he shouted without a shred of emotion in his voice that wasnt akin to unending rage.

GO!

With a flash, wings of gold sprung from Dyons back.
His feet stomped onto the ground, rocketing him up and out of the hole in the ceiling Veles had made earlier in the day.
On his tail were his personal guards and the dao formation expert.
Although the elder could easily overtake Dyon, how could he not protect his Kings rear? As for his personal guard, they had the same thought.

Their destination was, of course, the carriage waiting at the City gates.
They had only brought a few of their experts in, in consideration of Veles and gaining his trust.
Unfortunately, that had partially backfired as they had no idea what was happening now!

Behind the five fleeing men and one unconscious female, a raging tempest of celestial energy erupted behind them in plumes of three.
As expected from the Viserion clan, despite sending out all of the dao formation experts and so many celestials, they still had so many left!

At the moment, nine experts rushed out from behind them, quickly following as Veles voice of rage continued to bellow.

Without regard, the closely following elders burst into their battle forms.
Although they hadnt reached their Kings lofty 8th stage, they had still done well for themselves, managing to reach the 4th and enter their first battle phase.
Unfortunately for them, progress in this technique had little to do with cultivation and everything to do with talent and understanding.
As such, despite cultivating for thousands of years, they paled in comparison to their King who had only cultivated for a few decades.

As for the Dragon Refining Arts, Dyon didnt bother leaving it behind, instead choosing to keep it close to him.
If he was going to suffer for Lunas actions anyway, why not benefit from it instead? He had long been interested in this technique, but had banished the thought of asking to see it until his and Veles relationship grew stronger.
After all, this was a secret technique of the Viserion clan, it couldnt be shown to outsiders to wantonly!

The blurs in the skies streaked across the city, quickly coming up to the gates where Dyons carriage was still waiting.
Luckily, it was pulled by celestial level horses which would allow them much breathing room since they specialized in speed.

However Dyon had other ideas.
The anger in his heart was too much to escape like this.
If he sat in one place for too long, he felt like he might explode.
In fact, he was dangerously close to giving up on this trial entirely.

The moment they touched down at the gates, confusion colored the features of the elder and the personal guards that had stayed put.
But, Dyon didnt have time to entertain them.
So, he spoke quickly.
Far quicker than someone without cultivation could understand.

We dont have much time, theyll reach us with enough time to obstruct in less than ten seconds.
So, listen carefully and do not forget any of my words under punishment of execution!

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