Chương 2109: Weak

The small spark of a golden flame flickered into existence before disappearing. The cycle continued again and again, endlessly. It seemed for a moment that it really might never succeed. 

The Overlords didn't understand what was going on, but they could feel the skies screaming. Tribulation clouds swarmed above, sending strikes of lighting downward that bombarded Dyon's body. They seemed greedy to kill him where he stood, burn him completely to ash. 

Dyon's empty eye sockets turned up to the skies. Even without pupils, his disdain was clear. 

"Fuck off." 

It seemed the Heavens had forgotten that they gave this Ancient Battlefield to Dyon to control. To anyone else, everything was far more difficult in this place. However, to Dyon, it was the exact opposite. This battlefield was where he reigned supreme.