Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God Chapter 1855 Mad

Chapter 1855 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.
Since geniuses lost points for disobeying the commands of their Army Chief, Madeleine would have no choice but to follow their lead.
But, obviously, Dyon wouldn't allow this. He tampered with the settings without lifting a single finger, allowing Madeleine to enter God Amora Pegasus' battalion.
In truth, he allowed Madeleine to follow her not because he trusted this unknown woman, but because he didn't know enough about the Pegasus Clan.
If he wanted to conquer the tower quadrants, how could he allow there to be a Clan he knew so little about? So he left the task to his wife. Of course, he also gave Madeleine Orchus' Star Lord Robe so she would be able to protect herself from unforeseen incidents.
In truth, he wanted to have his wife by his side, but he felt that that would make it too obvious that he was responsible for the change. It would be better if they thought it was a mistake on their part.
Like this, Madeleine entered Amora's battalion, Ri entered True God Lux's battalion, and Clara actually ended up entering Amphorae's battalion. Of course, this last one was organized by Dyon as well. He was the most worried about Clara's battle prowess despite her recent constitution awakening, so he left her under Amphorae's protection.
As for Dyon's own battalion, he had been lucky to get his lucky Star Chef Saru. Though she was also a True God, she had only recently exited and was even still on the Saint Floors. Since she had yet to enter the Celestial Realm, the elders decided that she would be treated as a normal genius for now. Once she grew, she'd of course be given her own battalion in the future.
'Luck?' Shere snorted in Dyon's mind. She hadn't been happy with him ever since she found out Dyon signed a pact with Chenglei.
Dyon rubbed his nose in embarrassment. 'Okay… Maybe I was a little hungry.'
Shere turned her head, not bothering with him anymore.
In addition to forcefully adding Saru to his battalion, Dyon also added his two disciples – of which Brahman had finally found out his true identity – in addition to his little brother Zaire and his little sister Lyla. On top of this, he had the mute Ryu join and also added Alidor's little sister Kaeara because she seemed to be the only one capable of reading his thoughts.
With them, he was confident in forming the core of his battalion. In addition, since they were relatively unknown, their addition wasn't enough to raise any eyebrows. After all, the Sapientia had done their best to suppress what happened on the Middle Celestial Floor for fear that it would expose their dark side. And though they were still exposed in the end, Zaire and Lyla remained relative unknowns, relatively speaking, of course.
"Alright, how about we start with some team building exercises then?" Dyon said with a smile. "We'll hold a single elimination tournament wherein everyone's cultivation will be sealed down to the Lower Celestial Realm. The better you perform, the higher your ranking in my battalion will be.
"This will be your first test. Don't hold back or else it'll be too late to regret it later…"
When everyone heard his words, they felt their lips twitched. How was beating each other to a pulp a form of 'team building'?
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"Don't be mad at me anymore Shere, you know big brother adores you."
For what might have been the millionth time in just the last few months, Dyon tried to coax Shere once more, but a Celestial Tiger truly had a fiery temper.
Currently, Dyon sat Linlin, hovering in the skies as the tournament below raged onward. Though he seemed to not be paying much attention, he was actually thoroughly scanning the abilities of each and every one below.
After announcing the tournament, he split his battalion in two. On one side, there were the young geniuses, and on the other, there were the older warriors who had lost the right to enter the Tower any longer.
Dyon thought that he should stoke some competition between them. Though too much might become a detriment, just enough would become a spark to raise their strength.
The younger generation resented the older veterans for acting like know-it-alls, while the elder generation disdained the younger for their luck and talent. A healthy resentment might not be too bad.
It was in Dyon's best interest that the matters of the 100th quadrant be dealt with quickly. After all, though his main body could train while his clone dealt with these matters, his clone still needed to perform well. If things went too poorly, all his bravado would go up in smoke.
So, he was simultaneously holding two tournaments. One for the younger generation, and another for the elder. After they were completed, a final tournament would be held between their highest seeds.
"Hmph." Shere snorted, turning her large head as she napped on Linlin's back.
Dyon knew that the celestial babies were more frustrated than angry.
One had to remember that just like the kitsune geniuses, they too had been with Dyon in Chaos Universe. So, one might wonder why it was that the kitsune geniuses had become Dao experts, while the celestial babies still hadn't.
The answer was simple. Back then, and even to now, the vast majority of the time Dyon spent on Shere, Linlin, Biibi and Sen, was spent refining their bloodlines and solidifying their foundations.