บท 619: At Your Service

Dyon's arms trembled as he flew toward Patriarch Ragnor as quickly as his body would allow.

He could feel that he was reaching his utmost limit… But, he had no choice but to carry on.

Blood spilled from wounds that constantly opened up on his body, his soul was screaming in pain, holding on by a final string that was only a breath away from being cut, and it felt like summoning any one of his wills was as difficult as lifting a 10 ton boulder…

Patriarch Ragnor's laughter had long since been cut off. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

Few would understand just how powerful Elder Daiyu's defenses were in that state, but how could Patriarch Ragnor not after witnessing it for himself?