Under the astonished gazes of the customers of the restaurant, Dyon and Madeleine reached the last step to the 40th level. Only massive oak doors lay before them.
Dyon looked back towards Iacchus, saying nothing. Dealing with characters like this meant nothing to him. Trampling on weaklings wasn't something he cared much for, but he wasn't going to allow himself to be disrespected.
Dyon was beginning to think little of this so called martial world. The only grudges he had left were Red and Blue, but they were fleeting memories in his mind. How could 3rd foundation layer fighters be on Dyon's radar?
'I'm excited to see exactly how powerful those Big Sect seeded geniuses are…'
WHISTLE!
A badge hurtled towards Dyon, causing him to smirk, 'Still trying to test me at this point?'
Dyon flicked his finger. A ray of Celestial will penetrated through to the badge, immediately purifying the energy and will Iacchus had infused in it.
