Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

n his life.
He didnt care about having to fight bloody battles.
He didnt care about the pain or horrors of such a thing.
But, to be betrayed by someone that was thoroughly engrained in your heart It was enough to make a man go mad.

It felt the same as though Madeleine had done such a thing to him.
As though his first love in this life had stabbed him in the back and twisted until there was nothing whole left in his chest.

This was a pain that he would never forget.
One that he could only hope was erased after he left these trial grounds Because if not He didnt know how he would handle it

That was the only thing keeping him sane.
The idea that this had to all be an illusion That his grand teacher was just pulling an elaborate ruse that couldnt continue on to the real world That after he left Luna would be erased from his heart completely

Unfortunately, he was far too nave.

Dyon lightly stepped on a branch before taking a sharp right.
The celestials were following so closely behind him that his action almost ended in him being caught by one of them on the flank.
However, this left the celestials stupefied.

Did he find out? They all thought at once.

There were only 9 of them here, but how could the Viserion Kingdom not have patrols? These elders had long since alerted the posts up ahead that a top priority criminal was on the way.
And yet, just as they were about to complete their encirclement, Dyon drastically changed his direction? Was this a coincidence?

Dyon couldnt be bothered with their thoughts.
He had been running for about ten minutes now at a leisurely pace.
In fact, it was a pace that the celestials behind him should have caught up to if they were trying their hardest.
The fact they didnt only left one obvious answer: A trap.
So, he purposefully went straight ahead before abruptly changing direction when his Perception caught a whiff of their anxiousness.
He barely needed to think to analyze the situation.
The thinking of these people were too shallow.

However, Dyon knew he needed a feasible plan to escape.
Because of his past personas flaws, the information the Angel Clan had on other clans was sorely lacking.
As a result, much of the maps they had were dated by decades.
With all of the movement in territory and conquering just the Viserion clan had been up to, how could those maps still be accurate?!

Therefore, Dyon knew that he could only use the maps as a rough estimate.
Despite that, he went out of his way to memorize them all.
The reason why? The one thing that wouldnt change in a mere few decades was landscape!

Intelligently, Dyon treated land such as forest just as loosely as cities and tribes.
That being because trees could obviously be cut down.
Therefore, he allowed his slowly forming plan to be flexible in aspects needing the cover of these dense trees, while solely relying on things that would hardly change at all.
These were things like mountain ranges, lakes, rivers, caves, etc.
He graded them all on a scale, never allowing a landscape that rated too low to rate too highly in importance.

For now, Dyon was just buying time.
But, as expected, the moment he changed direction, the elders sped up from about 70% of their speed, to 95%+!

Since you dont want to make things easy, dont blame us for being ruthless! An elder sneered.

Dyon remained expressionless.
It was as though he didnt notice the distance of a few dozen meters suddenly closing rapidly.

However, in the next instant, his foot landed on a particularly thick branch before pressing down with tens of thousands of pounds of force.
Before the branch could even snap, Dyons body had already flown forward, seemingly teleporting hundreds of meters ahead.

He felt a slight pain in his leg, because he had just used his Celestial Wind Movement technique without the necessary wills to support him, but he seemed to not have noticed as the cracks in his bones began to heal rapidly.
There was not the slightest shred of pain on his features, and even though he could hardly use the technique to even 10% of its normal heights, it was more than enough to deal with these so-called elders!

Profound movement technique! The elders gasped in awe, a cold sweat permeating their backs.
When had they ever seen such an exquisite technique?

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