Chapter 2305 Help

Chapter 2305 Help

Dyon examined the Dragon Ancestor's halberd for a moment, without a care for the fact the latter was being devoured by the Dragon King's corpse puppet. Though his screams and curses still reverberated, it was as though Dyon hadn't heard a single word.

'A Peak Immortal God treasure. It seems that it's a similar caliber of treasure to the God Stele.'

The God Stele was a treasure that, though technically ranked amongst the Peak Immortal God weapons, was much like the Ancestors who had appeared today in that it far surpassed other treasures of its ranks. It could be considered to be a half-step from being among those lofty 33 treasures and was thus known as a Quasi Heavenly Treasure.

This halberd, as a weapon of an Ancestor, was unsurprisingly ranked the same. However, Dyon didn't care about it for this sake at all, he was only interested in the materials it was made out

of. This was the only reason he said it was not bad.

For a person like him who had created so many Treasures of the 33 Heavens in the past, he utterly didn't take a Quasi Heavenly Treasure seriously.

With a thought, the halberd entered his inner world and he took a deep breath. He looked toward where his master was battling then back toward Ysabell and Godefray who seemed about to break his formation of corpse puppets. Then, he charged toward them.

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"Haven, Haven. Is there a need to be so angry? I only said a few words yet you want to take my head off like this? What happened to our years of friendship?"

Ancestor Haven gritted his teeth, his hiltless sword swirling with four energies as he viciously

attacked again and again with Elsie as his support.

This pair of master and disciple was truly too infuriating.

A few words? If only things had really been so simple. Would a person like Ancestor Haven who had already long since come to control his emotions be so utterly infuriated if things were only like this? What an absolute joke. If it was up to him, he would wring Abraxus' body dry of all its blood then let it hang in a desert bubble world somewhere until all sorts of ferocious beasts had had their fill.

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Though her hair was violet colored, just like Amethyst's, she was most definitely not a dual bloodline phoenix like the latter was. The truth of the matter was that, just like the Belmonts, she had artificially created her combined

bloodline. That said, her methods most definitely left the Belmont's own far behind. Not only did she not have a single red and single blue eye like they did, in addition to this violet flames came smoothly and naturally to her.

However, if this Empress knew that there was a naturally born violet phoenix... it was unknown how she would react. In all likelihood, she would drag up the corpse of the already dead retired Nightwell Clan patriarch and kill him again for good measure. The value of such a genius was beyond imagining.

"Haven? Haven? Why aren't you saying anything?" Abraxus sighed. "I thought we had something special. I didn't think our years of friendship would really come to an end over something so petty."

Abraxus disappeared and reappeared amidst the battlefield in all sorts of complex and random ways. To an outside observer, if one

Even if he wasn't back at his peak, the mere fact he killed an Ancestor, albeit one far weaker than her, in just a few hours was enough for that inborn fear of hers to resurface.

She found herself trembling uncontrollably. It was just a single look, but battle intent had already dissipated with the wind. She had no will to fight back.

Abraxus, who had been looking forward to another follow up attack on her chest, suddenly came to a stop. His palm hovered right above her fallen figure, a hint of unwillingness in his eye.

Seeing his expression, Elsie couldn't help but flush red with embarrassment.

"Empress Elsie, you?!"

Even if Elsie no longer wanted to battle, that didn't mean that they was of the same mind. No

matter what, Abraxus had completely infuriated them by bringing up the matters of the past.

But, when they looked over toward where Elsie's gaze ventured, only to find the corpse of the Dragon Ancestor being devoured and the two Elven and Angel Ancestors being held down by a swarm of Immortal God corpse puppets, their expression went pale.

It didn't take a genius to know that it might not even be half a day more before those two Ancestors followed in Atkin's footsteps. By then, if Abraxus and Dyon teamed up... they would be finished.

Ancestor Haven grit their teeth, a deep unwillingness flickering in their eyes. But, there was nothing they could do. If things continued like this, they would all lose their lives here.

"Oh, the two of you are finally ready to talk? That's good then..." Abraxus said smilingly. "The issue is that even if you're willing, you'll have to

do a good job in convincing my disciple to be willing as well. I'm sure you all know his temper."

Elsie's expression flickered with rage.

"Even in this situation, you still want to be so unreasonable!?"

Abraxus raised an eyebrow as though hearing something amusing. If they were weak, wouldn't they be dead already, facing the assault of five Ancestors?

"Do you think that because I once took you to be my woman that you are allowed to be so willful and unreasonable?" Abraxus said plainly, his smile vanishing.

However, while someone else would have been shaken by this sudden change, Elsie knew Abraxus too well. Dyon wasn't soft hearted to any woman he didn't love, but Abraxus considered himself to be a gentleman. He had

tried to ingrain this principle into his first disciple to no avail.

Not only did she not show fear, she even pouted somewhat adorably. If the members of the Phoenix Hegemon were to see this sight, maybe their eyes would fall right out of their sockets.