Mad

This was the first problem Dyon faced. His army was built of two completely distinct groups. 

On one side, there were geniuses willing to lay their lives on the line for a chance to raise their potentials. But on the other side, there were celestials who had already lost their right to enter the Epistemic Tower any longer and had only come here to seek small benefits. 

Still, Dyon was in a good mood. Every time he remembered their twisted expressions, he would laugh internally. 

Those bastards actually tried to tamper with his wife's placement? They tried to fool around with formations and arrays before him? What a fucking joke. 

They actually tried to place Madeleine, Serbona and Yandevere within the battalion of an Army Chief headed by a masked man from the Golden Crow Sect. Obviously, they wouldn't dare to scheme for Madeleine's life, but this would definitely suppress her achievements.