Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 79: Idiots (3)

“Why are you always so reckless? You said you wanted to check out the void battlefield anyway, you could have just gone with him for now and left a clone behind when you wanted to leave. This was completely unnecessary.”

Dyon smiled as he listened to Saru’s nagging. Was she right…? Maybe so. But he didn’t like listening to the orders of others, he didn’t have the patience for it. If he was going to go to that battlefield, he would do it on his own terms.

Plus, this arrest warrant sounded interesting. What was even more interesting was the fact that that Immortal God still called him a Venerable despite the circumstances, that revealed something to Dyon that the Immortal God hadn’t thought he had revealed. Whatever this arrest warrant was, it likely didn’t impact his status as a golden leaf alchemist. And, even more importantly, his golden cauldron might come in handy.

“Oh, it seems like that idiot finally realized that he was the reason no one could chase after me. Took him long enough.” Dyon laughed, soaring through the air without a care in the world. However, his speed increased severalfold in that very instant, becoming a streak of power surging through the air.

Saru and Lilith felt the need to strangle Dyon after hearing his ‘response’.

“Hey freeloader, mind telling me what a Tier 5 arrest warrant is?” Dyon suddenly asked.

“…”

Amethyst sat in Dyon’s inner world alongside Saru and Lilith, her expression cold. Of course, she didn’t have such an expression for the two women by her side, but rather for Dyon in specific.

This man should have been her savior, but the truth was that he had snatched her up and sent her into this small world where she had remained the last 30 years. She had practically gone from one prison to another, and now she was in the same boat as a wanted criminal.

However, she would be lying if she said she hated it. Having actual people to talk to, knowing that she wasn’t truly in a birdcage anymore, and the fact 30 years was no different from a blink of an eye to her most definitely helped as well.

That said, she could do without being called a freeloader, especially when she never asked to be saved. Why had her inheritor married this womanizing prick?

“… A Tier 5 arrest warrant denotes threat level and bounty amount. It’s reserved for a Tier 5 level threat which is essentially the equivalent of a lower to middle Immortal Celestial. However, it isn’t that simple. The most accepted definition is a battalion of lower to middle Immortal Celestials. Essentially, you’re labeled as more threatening than a million plus such experts.”

Dyon’s lip twitched, stifling back a laugh. Was this some sort of joke? What had he done to earn such high praise?

“The reward for your head is likewise in immortal celestial grade crystals and can be anywhere from a hundred million to a hundred billion depending on how long you manage to survive from now to the point of your death.

“In addition to this, you won’t just be hunted by normal individuals who are infatuated with the price on your head and hope to gain notoriety or quick wealth, the most dangerous individuals who will be coming after you will be the Immortal Hunters.”

“Immortal Hunters, hm? Interesting.”

“BOY!”

Dyon looked over his shoulder to see Berolt barreling after him.

“How annoying, and here I thought he had lost the nerve to come after me. Is this freeloader really so important to him? What exactly did you do to turn him into this kind of man?”

Amethyst’s expression darkened. “I did nothing wrong. I only had the bad luck of forming my Immortal Body in this world because my Faith wasn’t attached to the Phoenix Clan. As a result, I didn’t ascend into one of their star segments and was instead randomly sent here…”

Dyon had almost forgotten. He had come here as a mortal, but for others, they would shed their mortal bodies and reform themselves as Immortals. For a talent like Amethyst, even if she didn’t manage to perfect her mortal body, the momentum of forming her Immortal Body would have been completely impossible to miss.

To a small clan like the Nightwell family, finding a beast like Amethyst was probably a great boon, Dyon wouldn’t be surprised if she was partly responsible for how powerful they had become and how much power they had managed to maintain in that time.

Though Dyon didn’t say so, Amethyst was very lucky that the old pervert seemed to genuinely love her, or else her ending would have been even more tragic and who held her mortal primordial yin would have been the least of her worries.

“I’ll be seeing you, old pervert. Next time we meet, I’ll be sure to return that punch a hundredfold.”

Taking out a talisman he had already prepared, Dyon crushed it and began forming its lines in the air as he walked through it, ignoring Berolt’s roars to his bag as the retired Patriarch rushed toward him on a flying disk similar to Crystella’s but clearly much more powerful.

“Oh, and you’re welcome again for your world core. You’ll be thanking me greatly quite soon.”

“Venerable Sacharro! We’ve come to assist you! Berolt, that’s enough! The Venerable is under the Dark Flame Tower’s protection!”

From Dyon’s front Empyrean Baron surged forward on his own flying device.

Dyon smiled. “Oh, Empyrean Baron, good timing. Thanks for the help.”

Berolt slowed as Baron smiled warmly, approaching Dyon at a pace not too fast and not too slow.

However, the instant he entered a 50 meter radius of Dyon, his smile turned cold and his speed accelerated. At the same time, Berolt who had seemingly slowed in apprehension also accelerated, cold glints lighting his eyes.

That said.. by the time they realized Dyon’s smirk hadn’t faded, it was already too late.

“Idiots. As if I would trust you. Thanks for slowing down, though… Gave me just enough time. Oh, and Old Fart Baron, I’ll be sure to report your actions well.”

Dyon’s body flashed and faded, leaving two stunned old men behind.