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Book 7: Chapter 88: Provocation (3)

Dyon walked out of the mine, stretching. He had once more assumed his normal sweatpants and white shirt look, but this time he chose to color his pants grey instead of black. He looked completely out of place within the martial world, but also felt the most comfortable this way.

With a thought, a staff appeared in Dyon’s hand. Its body was completely grey and bland, but it was heavy, at least several million jin. It was made by none of than his master with Dwarf Diamond.

‘It’s a bit too light for me now… But, it’ll do.’ Dyon had some catching up to do if he wanted his weapon techniques to catch up to his fist techniques and the like. While his non-weapon techniques had all reached the peak common grade, his weapon techniques were still middling around the middle common grade.

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Dyon looked up into the sky and roared. “You have one of two choices, leave my Mystical World, or come to the central plain and die!”

In an instant, Dyon’s words carried over several ten thousand miles. His vocal cords had become so powerful that he could even begin learning Ancient Dragon Language if he had such a technique. Such a feat was too easy for him…

Within a mine of dark stones, a young, meditating man’s eyes opened, causing a fierce light to shine through the dark atmosphere.

Everything about this young man was seeped in darkness. His robes fluttered like shadows, his hair and eyes blended in seamlessly and even his face seemed shrouded in black fog.

Killing intent erupted from deep within his bones as he stood and walked out from his seclusion

In another area of the Mystical World, Silver Fang looked up with a glint lighting his eye. Over the past few decades, he had defeated two of the four geniuses. The only two who remained were the mighty Balor of the Golden Crown Raven Clan and Kaa, the young heiress of the Purple Scaled King Viper Clan.

When he heard this voice, he laughed gleefully, immediately heading toward the central plain with his wives trailing behind him.

“That’s him!” A beady purple eyed young man complained to a voluptuous beauty. “Big Sister Kaa, you must get justice for me!”

Kaa was a peerless beauty, not losing out to Madeleine, Ri and Clara even one step. However, she was already a celestial while the last time Dyon saw his wives, they were still saints. Still, her beauty could not be underestimated even a small bit.

Her curves were as outrageous as Madeleine’s, her eyes were as clever as and cold as Clara’s, while her shimmering green-purple hair matched Ri in its ethereal nature.

She stood at over 6ft tall, her willowy hips snaking through the air and placing the men who saw in a hypnotic trance.

Her eyes flashed with curiosity as she looked toward the central plain. Before this trial, Balor was the only man to catch her attention. But, afterward, Silver Fang changed for the better, causing her to add him to a list of possible matches as well. As a beast, her lust was larger than most women, but while she wasn’t a prude, she still wasn’t willing to give her virginity to just any man. historical

This was a plight of many female snake women. The dream of every snake was to leap heaven’s barrier and become true dragons. By necessity, her man had to at the very least have equal aspirations.

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Something about the voice that called out made a once cold part of her belly, just below her belly button, light up with a fervent heat.

“Interesting…” She smiled to herself, slightly amused. Before her younger brother could react, she had disappeared into the distance.

“Him?” Ignis’ eyes filled with rage. After losing to Silver Fang, his days had been filled with nothing but darkness. He didn’t even know how to face his clan.

However, he was still a genius. That rage fueled him to greater heights. His ultimate goal was to trample Silver Fang beneath his feet! Yet, as he was working toward that goal, some nobody wanted to provoke him?! Fuck!

“I’ll rip that bastard limb from limb!” Ignis roared into the skies.

Within a camp of the Crystal Boned Eagle Clan, a young woman looked into the sky after the voice sounded. She too had lost to Silver Fang, but she hadn’t taken it as hard as Ignis. In fact, she used it as an opportunity to betroth herself to Silver Fang.

Although Silver Fang’s wives had glared at her for being so shameless, she shrugged happily. Having a man willing to challenge Balor was a pride for her, something important for Eagle Clans. She didn’t even mind sharing Silver Fang and becoming third wife, she was powerful enough to have the strength to dictate her own marriage.

With an elegant movement, she stood from her small throne. Her black hair flowed like a calm stream, but her very being seemed to shimmer, making it look like she was imitating a beautiful holy light with every step.

“Lord Husband will probably go toward the sound of that arrogant voice. I should follow him.” She smiled sweetly, looking no different from a young woman in love.

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Book 7: Chapter 88: Provocation (3)

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