《Dragon Sword God》Ch 17 Dyton's Rage!
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****Royal Capital, Blare, Inside of Vlad's Dantian****
***Dyton POV:***
It's been some time since I got a new master. This one is more fun than my last master, but it would have been better if he was strong enough to bring me back to the world.
Images of how I was in my last life with my old master started to appear in my mind. Those were really good times.
*Sigh*
"What's the matter, senior?"
I look over to my side where the black book is floating. Now that I think about it, I have never heard of people who were able to use to spirit level items. Even if Vlad has a strong soul, it shouldn't be possible.
Something is amiss!
"Saria, have you ever heard about someone with two spirit level items?"
"Since I have only lived for few tens of thousands of years, I haven't"
"Don't you think something is wrong?"
"So, senior also feels like that?"
"Yes, I wonder what it is!?"
Now, I am sure. If two spirit level items can sense that something is wrong, then something is indeed wrong.
I spread my Divine Sense out of my cave and then outside of Vlad's body. I checked his body many times, but there is nothing wrong with it. I checked where he was and saw that he was sitting cross-legged absorbing the sword energy.
'Just what is wrong?'
I watched as Vlad got up and ran towards his 'friend' or so he says, but I feel like he treats him like a lackey, then again, Vlad is really weird.
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Sometimes, he is a beast. Then, he is a wise man who speaks of the future. Another time, he is a moron and then he is a mad man who starts to think about many strange things while talking to himself and convincing himself of something.
I don't really know which one of them is his real personality. He looks mentally challenged.
I watched as his friend got '32'. That's a really a high number for these mortals.
That number determines how fast he will be able to absorb the energy around him.
If someone has 1 then that means that they would absorb twice as long as someone who has 2.
Since he has 32, that means that he will be able to break through the ranks 32x faster than the average person after he reaches the King rank.
I look at Vlad who also placed his hand on the orb 'I wonder what he will he get?'
"Senior!"
I immediately take back my Divine Sense and come back to the cave.
"What is it?"
"Senior, there is another cave!"
I spread my Divine Sense and I found the black cave right next to ours.
"What the fuck is this!?" I yelled
"I am not sure, senior. This is the first time I have ever seen someone who has 2 caves in their Dantian"
'Huh?'
Something just blocked my divine sense. Only another powerful spirit item can do that to me like this.
"Senior, someone else is here!"
"I know that, but who!?"
"I am not sure"
I look around the cave since I can't get in.
I watch the golden light that comes from the cave and pours into Vlad's meridian.
'What is he doing?'
I get my Divine Sense close to the golden light and that's when I feel it.
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Soul Energy?
This motherf**ker!
I release my own Soul Energy and hit his.
"Pfft!"
My Soul Energy was ripped to shreds by his light.
Fuck your mother!
I use all my strength and cast my most powerful soul attack against the cave.
*BOOM*
The golden light stopped and the cave vanished!
Where the fuck did it go!?
'Oh fuck, the kid!'
I immediately send my Divine Sense out to the world.
I look at the number he got '100,000'
'Now, how will this kid be able to stay out of the spotlight? that damn bastard!'
"FUCK YOUR DEAD NANNY, ASSHOLE"
***Vlad POV***
I hear Dyton's voice in my head.
Fuck my dead nanny?
'Fuck your granddaddy, dickhead!' I yell in my head.
"There must have been a breakdown!"
"SILENCE!"
A loud voice booms throughout the area.
"…"
Everyone becomes silent.
We all look at the direction where the voice came from. It originated from an old man who was wearing a grey robe. He has dark brown eyes and white hair and beard; he looks about 179cm in height.
"There is no mistake. This tests your soul and how much potential you have; there is no way to cheat it, and it's not broken. This matter is closed. Everyone prepare, we are heading out to the forest in 2 hours!"
The old man turns around and leaves the grounds in a calm matter. Other old men also follow him.
Everyone have their eyes on this old man. Something about him was attracting them.
I use this chance to get out of the spotlight so I grab Aaron's arm and drag him off the stage.
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