Reaper Of The Martial World 812 Second Trial 131

Laura knew she had to do something. If she didn't, everything her father had worked for would go up in smoke. She knew that if the mysterious clans saw this situation going south for them, they would simply disappear and not bother to get involved at all.

"Don't be fooled by him, King Viserion," Laura spoke out, "If he was so confident in victory, why would he ask you to join him? You know him better than anyone, you understand how arrogant he is. If it wasn't absolutely necessary, would he ever ask for your help?

"When he came to your clan for an alliance, he never planned on asking for an alliance, he only wanted to distract you so that he could steal your Viserion Clan's prized possession. I fear that if you believe in him and step into the dome, your fate will be the same as those experts of my Moon Clan.

"If he truly cared for the relations.h.i.+p between your fathers, why would he ever steal from you to begin with? On top of that, why would he only propose this after your dao formation expert was about to attack? Obviously, this barrier of his can't withstand such power, or else he wouldn't have resorted to this."

Everything Laura said was reasonable, in fact, the logic was flawless… On the surface that is. Only Dyon and Laura knew that her words were nothing but bulls.h.i.+t. Dyon never had the intention of betraying Veles, and Laura knew that. In addition, the only reason Dyon was so blatantly disrespectful when this battle started was to ensure that the maximum amount of Moon Clan warriors were cut down.

Veles' face darkened, clearly having not needed Laura to explain these things to him. With his personality, would he ever bow down to benefits? Since he lost his tome, he would earn it back himself! Since the final 18 pages could be unlocked, he'd do it too! That was who he was!

"The things this Viserion has will be earned by his own hand. I am not a man who will abandon his allies in the face of benefits! Elder!"

Without hesitation, the Viserion Elder raised his hand, causing a ball of blazing fire to condense in his palm. In that moment, what looked like a sparling array of red rubies appeared behind him, intricately laid out, being about a few meters across. It was without a doubt a first level dao!

The was the first time Dyon had witnessed a dao formation expert fight. Although Elder Daiyu was technically of that level, as was the Daiyu ancestor afterward, the former was injured and couldn't use his daos, while the latter hadn't had the opportunity to attack at all.

Instead of showing fear, he was instead very intrigued.

The power of a dao was decided by the size of its representation along with what the martial world called its layers. The in-depth explanation is best left to another time, but in layman's terms, the larger and more intricate your dao was, the more powerful it was. As for the dao stage it reached, that was actually only determined by the richness of its color. Meaning, the brighter a dao was, the higher stage of the 9 stages it had reached.

Considering the brightness of the dao of this elder, he had reached the first stage of fire dao. It was technically also possible to tell what path, and how many paths, an expert followed by studying the patterns of their dao, but Dyon didn't know or understand enough to do that.

The ball of flames began to pulse rapidly, expanding tens of meters in an instant before condensing and repeating. In less than a second, it was more than a hundred meters across, completely blocking the Angel Clan army from view of their enemies, and vice versa.

"Break for me!" The elder roared, releasing his attack toward the boundary.

Not a single angel moved, it was as though this had nothing to do with them. They had the ultimate confidence in their King. Since he didn't tell them anything, they wouldn't do anything.

The ma.s.sive ball of fire pa.s.sed through the first barrier easily without a single ounce of resistance, but this was already expected. All anyone could antic.i.p.ate was what would happen once the flames slammed against the second.

Rings of displaced air fired from the back of the flame, causing it to gain speed. Dyon could tell that if this attack was aimed at him, he wouldn't have the slightest chance of dodging it without some extenuating means. However, what he found interesting was that despite the power of the attack, it didn't break through s.p.a.ce…
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In modern times, even mere saints could break through s.p.a.ce when their attacks were powerful enough. However, what Dyon didn't know was that that was only because of how fragile his home universe was. In more robust ancient universes, only the best of best spatial masters could do such a thing. In fact, if Dyon paid a bit more attention, he would have also noticed that the energy, land, and even gravity of ancient times were tens of times higher in quality than the era he came from!

As Dyon was immersed in his thoughts, a cacophonic blast emanating a h.e.l.lish heat slammed into the inner s.h.i.+eld, causing it to quake and ripple… And then… A ma.s.sive crack began to spread…