Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 367: Malthor (3)

“Malthor! If you don’t get out of my way right now, I’ll start slaughtering Enigmatic Sect disciples one by one!” Ava’s fair skin reddened with anger, her ample chest heaving.

Each one of her comrades had stepped out to protect her, but how could they be a match? Although this was the lowest tier, free travel was allowed between the celestial floors. Malthor was already a Higher Celestial, and his personal army were made of individuals who had already passed the middle and higher tier trials, some of them had even already passed the peak tier trial. How could they be a match for more than a thousand warriors with just 7 of them?

Ava gripped her twin daggers, her body lighting up with a faint light than soon manifested a full body of black armor. Right now, she was a Demon General. She refused to do anything that would harm Dyon’s reputation.

“I see. So the True God Sacharro seems to believe that his Demon Generals should be allowed to get away with any crimes they commit? Is that the legacy of the Sacharro Clan?!”

“How dare you?!”

Seven enraged roared tore through Low Enigmatic City. The one thing the Demon Generals would never accept was disrespect toward Dyon. Even Tammy, who Dyon had only interacted with one time before, felt the same way. From a distance, she felt nothing but respect for Dyon.

In truth, she wasn’t a member of the Demon Generals. The only reason she was here was because Thor had supported her all this time as her elder brother.

Still, if it wasn’t for Dyon, where would her and her brother be? They probably would have been hunted down by the Ragnor Emperor God Clan by now. Yet, because of Dyon, they escaped both Loki’s and their Clan’s chains. How could she not feel unending respect for Dyon?

At the same time, Tammy had sworn a blood oath to spend the rest of her life pursuing nothing but Ava’s happiness. She didn’t care whether Ava forgave her or not, all she cared about was making sure Ava’s path was as smooth as possible, even to the point where she didn’t care if it meant never being happy in her own life.

Due to this, the love that had once existed between her and Arios was purposely ignored by her. Plus, she knew that even if she opened her heart to Arios, could he open his to her? How could he even think of forgiving someone who forced his little sister to endure such a horrible thing?

Tammy’s bob cut blond hair gave her a mature air it hadn’t before. If previously, it made her look like a child, now she was a grown woman who had lived through many years of hardship. She saw no purpose in her life other than making up for her past mistakes.

Her blue eyes sparkled with determination.

“I’ll create a path. We’ll directly pierce through!”

Before anyone could react to her words, Tammy had already charged forward. A silver spear appeared in her hands as she flashed forward, utilizing the Heaven Grade [Lightning Step] to dodge her elder brother’s attempt to stop her.

“Even to now, you still resist!” Malthor sneered.

Thor’s eyes contracted when he saw his sister’s action. There was only one technique she could possibly think of using in this situation. If he was correct, her life was in danger.

“Cripple her!” Malthor roared.

‘To so boldly come to my city, yet reject my invitation. I’ll definitely get my hands on your primordial yin and become a True God!’ Malthor’s malicious thoughts shone through.

“Cripple who?”

In that moment, the gravity of low enigmatic city seemed to increase tenfold.

A gentle wind will appeared beneath Tammy’s feet. She tried to resist, thinking it was the attempt of one of her allies to stop her from risking her life, but she suddenly realized it was futile. She couldn’t for the life of her understand why such a gentle will was so powerful.

She found herself floating backward. Before she understood what happened, she was already standing beside her brother once more.

Everyone looked up to find a calm young man wearing black sweats and a crisp white shirt. He didn’t seem to care that he faced an army of a thousand, neither did the army seem to realize that he was just one man.

Dyon descended from the skies, smiling when he saw Ava.

“Look at you. The Ava I know would have made him a eunuch by now.”

Ava involuntarily jumped into Dyon’s arms, hugging him tightly.

“Hey, hey. I can’t breathe.” Dyon laughed, rubbing Ava’s head. It really had been too long since he had seen her.

Seeing this seen, Malthor suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. The only reason he dared to do this was because he assumed that Dyon wouldn’t care much for his subordinates. Even if he took advantage of one or two, how much could he possible retaliate? Plus, he had only just entered the celestial realm, what chance did he stand against him? After all, he was far better than those Flame Rebirth and Fiery Lotus heirs.

Yet, he felt a tangible weight on his heart.

“That’s True God Sacharro!”

“When did he get onto the celestial floors?!”

“Quickly, quickly. Who has a network tablet? Someone must have recorded his celestial door test, right?!”

The crowd grew lively. However, Dyon’s eyes had trained entirely on God Malthor.