Bab 1186: Shattered

To describe Dyon's first trial as cruel would be an understatement. The number of times his body was forcefully pulled back from the brink of death was something even Dyon himself lost count of. In so many ways, those three days of being hidden under a pile of beast dung was an inconceivable blessing in disguise.

Every moment, Dyon absorbed large chunks of the healing energy his inner world held, swallowing an amount accumulated over ten years in mere days.

The staff avatar was far crueler than that axe avatar. Its abilities made the dragon scale and dragon armor completely useless. On just its first strike, Dyon's body, despite him actively trying use his new understanding of momentum to direct it away, being a mist of crimson liquid.

He fell into the sea, his body only being held together by his overwhelming soul strength and the armor around him. He hadn't been in a situation like this since he faced the half-step transcendent from his second trial!