Chương 2083: Nice Things

War's, or rather now Dyon's sword shrunk to his liking. It still kept its broad width, but Dyon shortened it to about a foot and a half. As for its length, Dyon settled for about a meter and a half. It was large for a sword, but perfect in the eyes of Dyon.

'It's lost a bit of its strength since War is now dead. But, it's still as powerful as a Pseudo Treasure of the 33 Heavens.'

Though Dyon knew that weapons of such caliber were actually known as Half Immortal treasures on the Immortal Plane, it was hard to drop what had been a habit in his over century of life.

Without surprise, the creaking of the gears echoed once more as War's doors closed and Conquest slowly opened.

This time, before even exiting, a slew of arrows flew from the door's crack.

Dyon couldn't help but laugh internally.