Chapter 370: One Intention
Chapter 370: One Intention
Sun was grinning with all of his glory seeing the small silhouette from afar. He could even hear the four fluttering banners that stood tall and bright on the silhouette's back.
"Hah! He's done it!"
"Oi monkey! I thought you never taught him how to do it?"
Shen immediately confronted the cute monkey on top of Lumina's head. However, the latter didn't even look at him as its eyes belonged to the grandchild that he favored the most. Proud was an understatement at this point and not even Shen's profanity could reel him up.
"Taught? Do you think our grandchild needed to be taught after he overcomes what every immortal fear?"
After hearing Sun's answer, Shen turned around and looked to the horizon where a lone soldier that was the very symbol of warrior stood firmly in the air. He grinned with his whisker waving.
Lumina broke down in her tears as she saw the familiar figure. The desire of wanting to approach him as soon as possible was imminent, however, she knew from his roar that he had some unfinished business to take care of.
"Fusya!"
"Older brother?"
"My future son-in-law is looking bright!"
Meanwhile in the North City where Tusak was recuperating with his master. The same feeling that he had when he was looking at Lyon back in the plane immediately seeped in once more. There was nothing but pain inside the people that could not have.
"You don't have to tell me... I know that is the person you call... Young Emperor, Lyon Torga."
Tusak opened his eyes wide before he slowly turned his glance against his master who was looking at the person floating in the air like a warrior from ancient times.
(Kh! Master! You?!) His eyes shrieked as he looked at his everlasting calm master at this moment had both of his hands trembling. Though it was slight and not many people could see the difference, he did.
"Oh my, oh my, he did it?! How, how, curious, curious," Yunesia bit her lower lips as her face reflected desire and hunger, however, it's not food. The South City was obviously shocked by the sudden development that they didn't take notice of the winner's expression.
Meanwhile, Lyon whose eyes had a shadow of red with a black outline raised one of his eyebrows. Two of his four golden tails were holding the unconscious Sylviana and the body the shadow had used as a vessel.
"Heh," Lyon's pupils shrunken as his vision narrowed and zoomed in toward the east. He smirked as he slightly twitched his eyebrows before a killing gale was produced in an instant. It was heading toward the East City, across the vast sea it kept going and under everyone's eyes, it went past between them without they even knew.
"What?!"
Kaiju's pupils were gradually shrunken as he literally saw the gale coming directly toward him. Before he knew it, it was too late to even dodge before his whole body was suddenly blasted off.
"Guha!"
His whole figure was embedded inside a wall before he coughed out blood. The experience that he felt from Wind Fist prior to the same type of attack was incomparable. The speed, the sharpness, and the density of the wind were impeccable.
"What?!"
"What just happened?!"
The onlookers finally snapped back to reality before they turned their glance against the person who was supposed to win the Throne but came just short. The white garb was shredded beyond repair as the face he had no longer exuded the usual charisma that could swoon innocent saintess.
"Auuuuu!"
The little cute wolf howl against the sea and beyond especially against the tiny figure that was floating in the air above it.? Luna smiled as she crossed her arms with a slightly mellow in her eyes. (Of course, who else could it be) said her heart. The group started to get excited as it appeared on their faces. Ranging from the fox-woman to the wild one like Ryona or even the slightly stern but caring like Karina.
Suddenly the sound of clanking armor made Lyon's ears slightly twitched as he looked an army was forming below him. Only now did he realized that he was floating above a city and it seemed that they were quite powerful compared to the rest of the people he saw inside the plane. There were people ranging from in front and the back with their high-quality armors.
(I don't think I can take all of them with my time running out) thought Lyon before he darted his glance back to the east.
"Who are you? By the order of the Treas family, you must descend now or we will use hostile manners, and trust me, we never ran out of ammo."
The captain warned with a hint of sarcastic voice before the rest of the knights laughed. With Treas as its backing, they could waste their resources at their whim to destroy an intruder or to defend the empire. However, this was just a lone city right in the middle of the sea. The Center City.
Sophia was opening her mouth before a gentle hand covered it from behind to her disbelief. The soft hand was coming from the woman that was standing right in front of him just a moment ago. She immediately had cold sweat as she turned her glance against the woman who silenced her lips. (I didn't even blink yet I still couldn't see her movement at all!) thought Sophia.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have the time to deal with you a lot."
"Hahahha, huh?! You brat! Get your mon—"
Before the captain could even finish his words the youth in question had already gone not even with a woosh of wind.
"Wa... where did he go?"
Unbeknownst to the captain, the Empress was chuckling at their gobsmacked faces. They had never seen someone acted rudely against the Treas family before and they sure had never seen it coming. Sophia was raising her eyebrows as she looked at the woman admired by many. Questions popped in her head but she decided to keep it in rather than directly asked her. There was nothing but the people.
"Tch!"
Kaiju spat out his blood before he stood up. Seeing the onlookers' expressions, he sent them a glare to make them rethink their thoughts.
"Hmm?!"
*Boom!
The city suddenly trembled as the loud boom ensued. Clouds of dust immediately formed before they could see a monster's silhouette. Lyon's face gradually penetrated through the hug of the cloud as he walked forward with sharp eyes. His glare was fused with killing intent as every step he took suffocate the very atmosphere itself.
Jugen and the rest were in awe as they saw the grand transformation that Lyon did. The armor was mystique but there was not even a clank when he moved his legs. His left arm was clearly healing and the four banners behind his back were fluttering.
Fei's eyes opened wide as she saw the Queen of Nostria was safe and sound, though her clothing was not. She immediately tried to approach the youth that created miracles after miracles however, she was halted as the golden tail that held the beloved queen approached her instead. Meanwhile, the other tail that held the living ancient person slowly approached Jugen whose face turned bitter as it got closer and closer.
"Ugh.. really."
Jugen was forcibly accepted to carry the naked flesh of an old man. (Oh God..) right the moment the golden tail left him to his care, the latter immediately put it down to the ground. His face was more bitter than dark coffee before he took a glance at the old man's genitalia. His lips couldn't point downward further than they already were. He took the menu from the table before covering it with that. He darted his glance back against his big brother once more.
The stakes were on. The onlookers thought the battle had finished. The Throne already had its right full owner. However, the way the youth walked forward seemed to prove otherwise. The nearby expert immediately tried to gauge Lyon's cultivation level, however, their face could only sink in disbelief.
"He had a really low cultivation compared to Heaven's Son."
"That's a given, however, I couldn't help shake the feeling of wariness coming out of him."
"Same here, who is he exactly? Did he belong to someone's sect or clan? If not then, I will be the fir—."
"He belongs to me... Young Emperor, Lyon Torga," answered Luna before the experts could finish their words.
Kaiju was almost the same height as Lyon as he stood firmly with his two feet. However, the overabundance aura and killing intent that the former felt around his soul was suffocating.
He never thought of heaven nor did he care. Lyon only had one intention clear behind those sharp eyes of his as he stopped right in front of Kaiju. He crossed his arms but no smirk came out this time.