บท 618: Seconds...

Dyon's speed was blinding. By relying on his black knight's armor to protect his body, he could use his soul to freely power his speed to its peak levels.

It didn't take Dyon too long to notice that although his soul had been boosted in power output, the pressure it placed on Patriarch Ragnor wasn't vastly increased as he had hoped. A small portion of him clung to the idea that Patriarch Ragnor and Elder Daiyu's souls might directly collapse under the pressure the Aurora Steps put on them. But, clearly the aurora steps didn't acknowledge the hollow increase in his soul power.

But, that didn't matter. As long as he could stop Patriarch Ragnor from moving, that was enough!

Elder Daiyu watched helplessly as Dyon's figure blurred toward him.

A scythe filled with second intent level death qi whipped toward his robust scales.