17 tiers above Dyon, 12 men and women sat silently, watching a projection of what was occurring. Whether it be Dyon’s mannerisms, his arrogance or his speech, they heard and saw it all.
The set-up of the room was fairly odd. Unlike many other council rooms, the 12 elders sat on beasts skins that lined the floor. In addition, none seemed to have a higher rank than the other as they were seemingly equals except for 4 individuals who seemed to lead 2 others each.
The first of the four leaders was a man who gave off a mischievous aura. His chest was completely bare and only a short beast cloth covered his important regions.
His hair was an almost blinding white, and considering most of his face was covered by this hair, he could light up a dark night with his mere presence. His side-burns were just as outrageous as his beard, giving his face an almost perfectly square proportion.
As if that wasn’t enough hair already, his chest was covered as well. Even still, those hairs were white as well and just as bright as the ones that covered his face.
This was the current leader of the Simia family.
The second of the four leaders looked much older that the others. While they were middle aged at most, this elder woman looked as though she had one foot in the grave. Her wrinkles were so layered that her murky white eyes could barely be seen behind her sparse white hair.
Her back was hunched, but she strapped what look like a scaled turtle shell on it. Despite her weak appearance, the other leaders didn’t dare to look down on her knowing very well that the shell on her back weighed nearly a billion jin.
This old woman was the picture of wisdom, radiating outward with an ancient, aged aura that commanded respect.
This was the current leader of the Tudo family.
The third of the four leaders was just as scantily clad as the leader of the Simia family, however, he much less hairy.
That said, the hair on his head was a fierce white as well and could almost be mistaken for the mane of an ancient, slumbering beast.
He radiated outward with a fierce killing intent that made the space around him tremble in fear. Even his breath seemed tinted with a bloody red.
Without his physique being hidden by ridiculous amounts of hair, he seemed carved out of stone…. As though each and every bracket of his muscles was meticulously crafted by a God.
If the man chose to relinquish the title of War God, no one would dare take it in his place.
This was the current leader of the Tigris family.
The fourth of the four leaders was the youngest and also without a doubt the most beautiful. She had such a holy and pure aura that one would find it impossible to have dirty thoughts about her… She was simply an angel fallen from the skies.
Just like the other three leaders, her hair was also completely white. However, unlike them, her eyes also shared this color, making it seem as though she could pierce through everything with her gaze.
This was the current leader of the Arie family.
The mischievous leader of the Simia family erupted into laughter upon hearing Dyon’s speech.
“Arrogant! How fun!” He grinned wildly, his sideburns bristling under his hot breath.
“He should be slaughtered where he stands.” The leader of the Tigris family was short and concise.
In response to his words, one of the young men who followed him here took it as an order, completely prepared to leave and execute his leader’s orders.
“Don’t be impulsive.” A sweet voice filled with care wafted over the room. Yet, despite its tone, the young man couldn’t help but shiver, freezing in place.
Killing intent rose off in a blood red aura as the leader of the Tigris family turned his piercing gaze toward the young woman of the Arie family.
“You dare command my people?”
“He radiates with the aura of a Celestial Deer. I can sense a sort of familiarity with him and I’m well aware that you sensed it too. Isn’t your tacitly agreeing to his death the same as a strike on my Arie family? Should I take that as an act of war?”
Those in the room were shocked. They didn’t think that this goddess-like figure would have such a fierce side to her. In their years of seclusion, there was never much need for conflict… But in recent times….
Despite her voice sounding just as sweet as it did in the beginning, there was a clear underlying threat in her words. She was clearly unafraid of the Tigris leader’s aura.
The tension in the room swelled. Other than the four leaders, the eight who followed them found it difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, the leader of the Simia family cut through the tension again. “Haha! What’s the need to get angry? It’s just a few words. Letting a child stir you up like this, someone might begin to think him calling you a coward was correct.”
The Tigris leader’s gaze shifted its murderous intent. It really seemed as though he was willing to pounce at any moment.
Everyone was clear on why the leader of the Simia family didn’t care about Dyon’s insults.
During the war, his family along with the Tudo family hadn’t been here. So, technically the cowards Dyon was referring to weren’t them, but the Arie and Tigris families. Knowing that, why would he care?
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17 tiers above Dyon, 12 men and women sat silently, watching a projection of what was occurring. Whether it be Dyon’s mannerisms, his arrogance or his speech, they heard and saw it all.
The set-up of the room was fairly odd. Unlike many other council rooms, the 12 elders sat on beasts skins that lined the floor. In addition, none seemed to have a higher rank than the other as they were seemingly equals except for 4 individuals who seemed to lead 2 others each.
The first of the four leaders was a man who gave off a mischievous aura. His chest was completely bare and only a short beast cloth covered his important regions.
His hair was an almost blinding white, and considering most of his face was covered by this hair, he could light up a dark night with his mere presence. His side-burns were just as outrageous as his beard, giving his face an almost perfectly square proportion.
As if that wasn’t enough hair already, his chest was covered as well. Even still, those hairs were white as well and just as bright as the ones that covered his face.
This was the current leader of the Simia family.
The second of the four leaders looked much older that the others. While they were middle aged at most, this elder woman looked as though she had one foot in the grave. Her wrinkles were so layered that her murky white eyes could barely be seen behind her sparse white hair.
Her back was hunched, but she strapped what look like a scaled turtle shell on it. Despite her weak appearance, the other leaders didn’t dare to look down on her knowing very well that the shell on her back weighed nearly a billion jin.
This old woman was the picture of wisdom, radiating outward with an ancient, aged aura that commanded respect.
This was the current leader of the Tudo family.
The third of the four leaders was just as scantily clad as the leader of the Simia family, however, he much less hairy.
That said, the hair on his head was a fierce white as well and could almost be mistaken for the mane of an ancient, slumbering beast.
He radiated outward with a fierce killing intent that made the space around him tremble in fear. Even his breath seemed tinted with a bloody red.
Without his physique being hidden by ridiculous amounts of hair, he seemed carved out of stone…. As though each and every bracket of his muscles was meticulously crafted by a God.
If the man chose to relinquish the title of War God, no one would dare take it in his place.
This was the current leader of the Tigris family.
The fourth of the four leaders was the youngest and also without a doubt the most beautiful. She had such a holy and pure aura that one would find it impossible to have dirty thoughts about her… She was simply an angel fallen from the skies.
Just like the other three leaders, her hair was also completely white. However, unlike them, her eyes also shared this color, making it seem as though she could pierce through everything with her gaze.
This was the current leader of the Arie family.
The mischievous leader of the Simia family erupted into laughter upon hearing Dyon’s speech.
“Arrogant! How fun!” He grinned wildly, his sideburns bristling under his hot breath.
“He should be slaughtered where he stands.” The leader of the Tigris family was short and concise.
In response to his words, one of the young men who followed him here took it as an order, completely prepared to leave and execute his leader’s orders.
“Don’t be impulsive.” A sweet voice filled with care wafted over the room. Yet, despite its tone, the young man couldn’t help but shiver, freezing in place.
Killing intent rose off in a blood red aura as the leader of the Tigris family turned his piercing gaze toward the young woman of the Arie family.
“You dare command my people?”
“He radiates with the aura of a Celestial Deer. I can sense a sort of familiarity with him and I’m well aware that you sensed it too. Isn’t your tacitly agreeing to his death the same as a strike on my Arie family? Should I take that as an act of war?”
Those in the room were shocked. They didn’t think that this goddess-like figure would have such a fierce side to her. In their years of seclusion, there was never much need for conflict… But in recent times….
Despite her voice sounding just as sweet as it did in the beginning, there was a clear underlying threat in her words. She was clearly unafraid of the Tigris leader’s aura.
The tension in the room swelled. Other than the four leaders, the eight who followed them found it difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, the leader of the Simia family cut through the tension again. “Haha! What’s the need to get angry? It’s just a few words. Letting a child stir you up like this, someone might begin to think him calling you a coward was correct.”
The Tigris leader’s gaze shifted its murderous intent. It really seemed as though he was willing to pounce at any moment.
Everyone was clear on why the leader of the Simia family didn’t care about Dyon’s insults.
During the war, his family along with the Tudo family hadn’t been here. So, technically the cowards Dyon was referring to weren’t them, but the Arie and Tigris families. Knowing that, why would he care?