He wouldn't even have to stand from his throne to destroy all fifty puppets, nor would he have to use his Presence to cripple them.
Suddenly, before Dyon could make his move, his divine sense twitched.
"Tch," Dyon sighed, disgruntled. It seemed that the other geniuses had succeeded on their second attempt. He could even sense that the most powerful of them completely ignored the treasures and were barrelling toward the second set of doors. It was likely that they understood the keys to the third phase were limited.
The hoarse laughter of the guardian filled Dyon's ears. He found it hilarious that after so much bloviating, Dyon was being put into such a situation. Soon, those geniuses would come here and considering their prowess, it would be difficult for Dyon to take even one key amid so many peak celestials.
