Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God Chapter 2001 War of Ages

Chapter 2001 War of Ages

?2001 War of Ages
Dyon couldn't help but smile. This dazzling smile was so out of character to the Dyon those watching below had come to know that they were caught completely off guard.
So he had this kind of face too…?
"Let's go. This place is tiresome."
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Dyon's three-day deadline came and went in the blink of an eye. He hadn't given them three days because he needed to prepare, but rather gave them time to make any plans or concoct any underhanded schemes they pleased. His giving them three days was tantamount to announcing that their resistance didn't matter to him whatsoever.
On the fourth day, the meeting began. Of course, everyone was in attendance. Those of the Sapientia, the Transcendent Beast Alliance, the Nephilim Alliance and, most intriguingly, the Devil Quadrants were all present.
It was then that Dyon made promises that shocked them all.
The total number of dao experts on the mortal plane totaled about ten million. This may sound like a lot, but considering there were countless trillions of people on the plane, it was a pitiful few. In addition to this, of these dao experts, the vast majority were Lower Dao Experts, with only about ten to twenty thousand being of the Peak Dao Realm.
Knowing this, Dyon opened the meeting with a grand promise. Every ten years, he guaranteed that this ten million number would double. By the time the Ancient Battlefield descended and the first phase began, he swore there would be 2.5 billion dao experts on their mortal plane.
On top of this, Dyon promised to bring the ten thousand Peak Dao Experts number to one hundred thousand.
Many world leaders who had already been enraged by Dyon's sudden attempt at leadership obviously lashed out toward his nonsensical claims. Unfortunately for them, though, those who spoke out lost their heads. Following this, Dyon displayed his means for those who managed to survive while keeping their mouths shut.
Dyon brought out countless essence, saint and celestial gathering pills. Each of which were reinforced to godly levels, and of which there were billions. There was no shortage of individuals who would even use Dao Stones to pay for these pills!
Even if they thought Dyon had otherworldly means in array alchemy, they thought for sure that he would be limited in his supply. But the reality of it all shocked them. To create these billions… Dyon didn't need more than hour!
The second thing Dyon promised was protection. The large-
scale formations the current Outer Powers had were just pitiful playthings in his eyes. Creating numerous star grade arrays was as easy as flipping over a hand for him. The only thing he needed was resources.
Though these Outer Powers were nothing in Dyon's eyes anymore, their billions of years of accumulation showed. Their knowledge might be lacking, but their resources were deep and profound. Dyon wouldn't hesitate to take everything he needed.
Given enough, Dyon could create arrays that wouldn't be penetrated by Peak Dao Experts even if they launched an all out assault for a month. These arrays would be more than enough to protect lesser cities and population centers.
As for main Capital cities, Dyon could form arrays that wouldn't fall to Fallen even with a month.
Unfortunately, no matter how otherworldly his means, creating an array capable of blocking a Higher Existence for that span was very difficult. For arrays on that level, Dyon kept them for his Mortal Alliance.
He wasn't in the business of charity. If he spread himself too thin, he would end up harming those he cared the most about. Plus, this method would also keep these Outer Powers from growing complacent.
Also, Dyon still needed to unit the mortal plane when everything was said and done. Wouldn't it be too ridiculous if his own creations hindered him from doing so?
Following this, there was no surprise that the Sapientia came to grovel. As for the Nephilim, they were too prideful to do so. However, they still respected strength first and foremost. This left a rift in the Nephilim Alliance that tore them into two factions. One faction sided with Dyon, pleading for forgiveness and pledging an alliance. The other faction, many of whom were the descendants of Yadmere, chose the opposite path.
This was what Dyon had expected to happen with the Sapientia as well, but they were surprisingly humble about the matter. However, this truth only made Dyon sneer in much the same fashion he had when the Mist Clan pledged their allegiance.
There was most definitely some secret the Sapientia was hiding. He didn't believe that this enemy of his that had been lurking in the shadows for longer than even he had been alive could be handled so easily. However, much like the Mist Clan, he accepted them with a fake smile.
With that, Dyon made several individual promises.
He promised those of the Nephilim who submitted to purify their bloodlines, allowing them to grow stronger. Of course, this was the same deal he provided to the Transcendent Beast Alliance.
For the Devil Quadrants, they were already his allies and didn't need further promises. However, he still took steps toward assimilating them into the martial world. They had been ostracized for too long.
As for the Sapientia, in order to express their sincerity to Dyon, they uploaded all of their knowledge into the Mortal Library and retracted their statements about Array Alchemy. It was only for these reasons that Dyon accepted their bowed heads.
In return, he passed down several soul cultivation methods that had been lost to time. With how important their Abacus Manifestations were to them, this was truly an invaluable gift.
Like this the years and decades began to tick away with Dyon slowly molding the Mortal Plane to his own image. Maybe it wouldn't be until centuries later that they came to understand that the plans Dyon laid out during those meetings sealed their futures.
In what felt like the blink of an eye, 80 years passed, leaving just 3 days to the start of the Ancient Battlefield's first phase. The only regret Dyon had in this time was the mysterious disappearance of the Timeless Library. With Apollos in captivity, it shouldn't have had the ability to hide from him, yet it had. But, he didn't have the luxury to think about it anymore….
The War of Ages was about to begin.