Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 90: Void (5)

Dyon never got the answer to his question. The screams of the Agit Clan warriors seemed to drown everything out.

This entire time, Dyon had subconsciously thought of void beasts like a different, more powerful version of infernal beasts. Or, more accurately, embryonic infernal beasts who had no real consciousness of their own.

Dyon wasn’t sure if the immortal plane had embryonic infernal beasts, but what he did know was that their kin on the mortal plane would never work together to eliminate an enemy. As many attacks as they sent toward the graveyard, they might send twice as many toward their own kind.

They were ultimately meant to be mindless beasts. This was what embryonic infernal beasts were, and what Dyon had assumed void beasts were. But… historical

On the outside, it looked like a coincidence. The void beasts were chaotically fighting and some of their strikes even landed on one another. However, Dyon’s keen senses almost found this act insulting.

In reality, it was very much possible that it wasn’t an act. Maybe void beasts had an aversion to their own kind, but felt even more strongly about taking out those that weren’t of their species.

Regardless of what the truth was, Dyon learned a valuable lesson he buried deep within his mind. If he had chosen to treat the void beasts like mindless animals, he would have most definitely suffered for it.

Finally, after casting one last glance, Dyon turned to leave. His destination was a nearby bubble world that was known as Segment 232. Sometimes, bubble worlds would be known by a generic number like this if they were merchant hubs rather than territories of notable clans.

Segment 232 perfectly fell into this category as it was a well known center of commerce.

Dyon tapped into Jade’s primordial yin, becoming a handsome man with long flowing gold hair and opal eyes that looked like two shining nebulas. His ears grew pointed and his features became sharper. Not long after, he looked no different from an elven highborn prince.

Before, Jade’s primordial yin had been chained up by his manifestation due to the fact it had been too powerful for him to manage. But, the Dyon of now had long since surpassed the Jade of back then by several times, so it hadn’t been a problem in a long while.

Still, this was actually the first time he had ever made use of it, causing Saru and Lilith to send a knowing glance and smile toward each. Though, neither said a word.

The momentum of Dyon’s qi accelerated and shot to another level. In an instant, Dyon no longer gave off the aura of a mortal, and neither did Saru or Lilith. In fact, their presences as immortals were so suffocating that after touching down on Segment 232, many gave them a wide berth.

“This is nice.” Lilith said with a smile hidden behind a veil. “Being looked down on for being mortal was getting annoying.”

If the bazaars of the mortal plane’s ancient battlefield were clean of dust and replaced with better dressed merchants, it would be the identical queen of this place. Furious shouts over bartering, cheap men and women looking to sell themselves, and even the occasional fist fight were all present.

At this time, tensions were incredibly high. Who knew when the next void surge tide would hit them and it would be this bubble world’s turn to join the graveyard? It was simply impossible to know.

Due to this, Segment 232 might look classier on the surface than the mortal ancient battlefield’s bazaars, but it was arguably even more rowdy and primitive.

It wasn’t much of a surprise then that Dyon’s royal presence along with Saru and Lilith’s hardly veiled beauty became a center of attention.

Of course, the words they spoke were protected by Dyon so no one could hear their words but them no matter how much attention was paid to them.

Dyon smiled bitterly at Lilith’s words. He knew that this was her way of telling him that he should be more flexible. Since he knew he could hide his fluctuations as a mortal, he should do so and stop being so stubborn. It was just that Dyon didn’t like that idea much.

That said, being the center of attention in this way wasn’t so bad. It would help him in what he needed to do the most right now: make money.

If he wanted to make a graveyard capable of contending with void beasts alone, while he definitely had the knowledge to do so, what he didn’t have was the funds.

But what he did know was that elves might have been nearly extinct on the mortal plane, but they were a mighty hegemon on the immortal plane. Impersonating one of them wouldn’t be so bad. At the very least, for once, Dyon wouldn’t be targeted for his identity, or rather, lack thereof.

That said… Dyon should have known by now that he wasn’t ever allowed to have a moment of peace.

“… A high elf with a perfect Eostre Clan bloodline?… Here…? How is that possible?”

In a distant tower, a man eating at a high rise restaurant turned a sharp gaze of curiosity over. What he saw left him baffled, causing his own sharp ears to twitch slightly.

He hadn’t expected to find another elf here…