And yet, he had no choice. He was under no delusions that he could end this fight quickly. If he rushed against dao experts, his only path remaining would be death.
'Go.'
The two sentinels surged forward. Under the maneuvering of the King Seahorses, their speed was many times what Dyon's opponents could muster. In addition, the multiplied density was negated for them. Alone, the seahorses could never duplicate such fine-tuned control. Only under Dyon's guidance could they.
That was right. It seemed that Dyon only had to control two things, but in reality, he was orchestrating every fine detail within several dozen miles.
