Dung

A weapon's hell array appeared beside its falling body at a rate that was painstakingly slow by Dyon's normal abilities. He could hardly form one in a second when before he could form thousands in a fraction of that time.

Even at that moment, Dyon couldn't help but shake his head. 'It's so much more difficult to effect the laws of the universe here. It's no wonder grand teacher has never been impressed by anything I've done… I'm playing on rookie difficulty in his eyes…'

The array blasted a spear into the side of the bull-bird causing it to blink in confusion. Did a fly come by? Those pesky things are always annoying my when I'm doing something important like protecting my treasures…

Dyon's jaw's locked tighter when he realized the array had barely had an effect, but he had expected this.

BOOM! BOOM!