Reaper of the Martial World

Book 9: Chapter 113: Reunion (3)

Dyon looked down at the mask in his hands, feeling that it was very much alive. In fact, he could feel its spirit although he couldn’t directly see it with his eyes.

‘This came right on time… The lightning legacy hidden within will be of great help to me…’

Dyon felt that he was missing something when it came to his Lightning Dao. It should have been far more powerful than it was, but for some reason it could only exhibit a portion of its true strength.

One had to remember that Dyon’s lightning dao was birthed from tribulation lightning. This wasn’t just any tribulation lightning either, it was the tribulation lightning that descended after Amphorae exhibited the first instance of Music Will to ever appear on the mortal plane.

There was another matter to take into account as well. Faith was sealed when one took their tribulations, making tribulation lightning a unique enemy to Faith. Yet, Dyon hadn’t felt any unique reaction when his lightning dao battled Oshire. There was definitely something missing.

Dyon still felt that his Lightning Dao was more powerful than most, but he still didn’t feel that it was as powerful as it should be.

Finally, Dyon put the mask into his spatial ring and closed his eyes, his True Domain slowly shimmering out of reality.

There was silence for long time. It felt as though almost the whole Celestial Quadrant bowed their heads in respect to one man.

For so long, Dyon wondered just how he would bring those of the Celestial Quadrant together as one. He felt that he needed to conquer them all with speed before slowly assimilating them over many decades. But who would have known that his own near-death experience would practically wash away that need for hard work completely?

It was then the silence erupted. A blaze of fiery passion overflowed. The sound of cheering citizens could be heard all across all 101 universes.

Dyon’s closed eyes opened as he looked toward his army in the skies, a light smile on his face.

These past few months had been hard on them. Forced to hover above Planet Ragnor, many of them had long since run out of energy and had to rely on the support of others. After all, space didn’t have energy.

Objectively, Dyon’s appearance was pretty ghastly. He wore torn black sweatpants matted in blood. His toned torso was covered in dried and flaking chips of red. It truly wasn’t the appearance a ruler should have, but such a thing only made the cheering grow louder.

Dyon thought of using [Violet Revival Flame], but by his calculations, he could only use it once a week. It wasn’t very smart to use it when it wasn’t absolutely necessary. So in the end, he maintained his imperfect appearance.

Three shadows streaking across the skies suddenly caught Dyon’s attention. Before he could react, they had already crashed into him.

“Oof…” Dyon winced, but the grin on his face never faded. “What are you three crying for, don’t tell me you doubted me?”

“Shut up.” Clara furiously kicked Dyon’s shin without regard for condition, even Ri used far more strength than she usually did to flick his forehead.

“Okay, okay, I give, I give.” Dyon laughed, embracing Madeleine, Ri and Clara.

In the distance, Amphorae and Luna smiled.

Amphorae, who had remained cold for so long, finally released the tension in her body. Unwittingly, tears she had been holding back fell, but they were quickly evaporated by her qi.

Suddenly thinking of someone, Dyon’s qi whipped around his body, shattering the dried blood around him. Right afterward, he used arrays to conceal the cuts and bruises on his body and replaced his pants with a clean pair.

Knowing his reactions, Delia was already ready.

“Daddy!”

Little Alauna appeared in Dyon’s inner world. She spun around, looking for Dyon every which way, calling out to him. The excited look on her face both broke Dyon’s heart and filled it with warmth. He had really left her for too long.

It was only a second later Dyon brought her out from his inner world.

Gasping, Little Alauna looked around at the billions of people surrounding her father, even seeing her three mommas, but it wasn’t until she saw Dyon that her eyes lit up like adorable lanterns.

Realizing she was in Dyon’s arms, she wiggled her little body to wrap her short arms around his neck.

She wanted to call out her father’s name again, but she found her voice didn’t work anymore. The little girl began to cry uncontrollably, her little body trembling under her father’s embrace.

She tried to stifle her tears, but no matter how hard she tried, it didn’t work.

Madeleine, Ri and Clara found their eyes pooling. They could only imagine how this little girl felt during the past months.

“It’s okay Little Precious…” Dyon’s eyes reddened. “… What’d Dad say? Didn’t I say you can still be strong and cry?”

Dyon’s words were like the final drop of water needed to shatter the dam.

The whole world fell silent once more as a little girl cried in her father’s arms.

“…D-Daddy… I missed you so, so, so, so, so much…”

Dyon held on tightly, never wanting to let go.