Time

After a moment, Dyon's confusion dissipated, replaced by a calm aura.

Since he couldn't figure out what was going on, there was only one explanation: whatever was happening was elevated to a level beyond his means.

The truth behind it all… Why these Overlords were intent on attacking him, why he failed to cut through that deity, why it was his wrist was numb… They were currently beyond his understanding.

Others might think they were simply missing something, however Dyon was confident to the point of arrogance in his own intelligence. Whatever was happening had a scope so vast he wasn't yet capable of seeing through it.

However, that didn't dampen his mood. Instead, he grinned, a fierce aura rushing through his veins.

War qi erupted from his body, coating the black fog of Reaper in the slightest red tinge.

A halo appeared above his head, six pairs of black wings unfurling to his back.

"[Titan Emperor's Will… Act Three… Stage Two]."