Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Even having spoken so far, this was just the surface of what Little Rain could do to help Dyon. If Dyon had Little Rain on one hand, and that mysterious blood sprite on the other, his future path would be wide and clear.

Having thought to this point, a wisp of a resolute expression flashed within Dyon's gaze. It was impossible to reach his goals without making a few sacrifices. So…

With a thought, he grabbed the second vial and shattered it over the Dragon King, allowing the blood sprite to swallow it all.

The blood sprite was ultimately an artificial lifeform created by completely unknown means. Unlike real sprites that had no limitations, after a few years of observation, Dyon realized that this blood sprite was an imperfect product.

If Dyon used it freely, there would most definitely come a day where it reached its limits and was unable to help him any longer. However… If he invested into it now and allowed it to possess a potential no less than that of a true sprite…

BANG

A howl sounded through Dyon's inner world. For a moment, he lost control and the barren land of his inner world actually rippled and shot into the skies.

Dyon's expression changed. He was no different from a god in his inner world, yet something was actually occurring within it that was completely out of his control.

In the end, he could only bitterly smile. Sprites… what frightening existences they were.

At that moment, a familiar broadsword shot into the skies of Dyon's inner world. Diamond-like chains whipped about from its long hilt and various colored flames shimmered along its body.

It whipped around like a child that had been locked up for far too long, excitedly speeding up and looping in circles.

Dyon smiled. With a thought, the familiar broadsword appeared before him. This sword was none other than one of the rewards he had gotten from the Epistemic Tower trials. It was made of a precious ore with almost endless evolutionary potential. If it wasn't at least this formidable, how could it be worthy of being a reward from that place?

At that moment, as though sensing a familiar presence, a blob of rainbow light shot out from the sword, excitedly whipping around Dyon at blinding speeds.

Though this was the case, Dyon actually sighed a breath of relief. He was really too exasperated with this little guy deciding to look exactly like him. Luckily, the little one had been asleep for so long that he had forgotten that he had taken Dyon's form before.

True sprites were genderless and didn't even make love with humans in the normal ways. So, knowing that Little Rain had had countless forms to choose from, yet decided on him had left Dyon a bit aggrieved.

"You've come at the perfect time little guy."

Little Rain bobbed up and down happily.

At that moment, Little Chibi came out, seemingly having found a new toy. Dyon smiled, at least like this, they wouldn't be too bored.

"Little Rain." Suddenly thinking of something, Dyon called out. "Turn your ore body into a chain, leave the sword form behind."

Little Rain, who was currently a blob of rainbow light being bundled in the adorable Little Chibi's arms did something Dyon interpreted as blinking before following through on the latter's request.

Dyon grinned as he watched the sword become a length of crystalline chain links that seemed to extend into infinity. After allowing Little Rain's main body to shrink and wrap around his left arm, he felt content.

Since Death had used a scythe in one hand and a chain in another, Dyon suddenly felt that it might be pleasing if he did the same. He felt that the combination might actually be quite good.

Dyon's expression flickered when the rainbow flames of Little Rain licked across his skin. He could feel that these flames were extraordinarily dangerous, but the little guy was actually controlling them so that they didn't cause any harm to him.

A faint excitement suffused Dyon's heart. He suddenly couldn't wait for the next person who chose to offend him…

'I have 5 drops of the initial 30 left. I'll leave 2 for Saru and Lilith, and since they're useless to me, I could potentially try to sell what remains… It might be difficult to do so under normal circumstances, but if I used the identity that golden cauldron gives me, it wouldn't be impossible…'

There was a problem with this though. Dyon was in great need of funds and a single drop of a pinnacle god grade treasure would definitely tide him over for a very long time. The issue was that the 3rd ranked golden cauldron was tied to Dyon.

Even if he took control of an alchemy guild using it, such a method was simply too unreliable. All these old fogies were shameless to the extreme.

'That reminds me, I should tell that Pill Sword Mountain about that Baron bastard… You know what, never mind, since Little Rain has awakened and they dared to come to this immortal legacy world with me, I'll play with them to their deaths.'

The Well Clan experts weren't the only familiar faces Dyon had seen, there were many more that deserved his wrath as well. He'd pay them back slowly.

However, there was one saving grace. According to the Dragon King's memories, Dyon's 3rd rank golden cauldron wasn't the only one. In fact, there were 4. One for the certification rankings, and one for each of the three alchemy grades.

So, if Dyon was quick and secretive, and he left before they could use the process of elimination to find out that it was him, it might very well be possible for him to execute a scheme if he quickly got in and out.

Taking a deep breath, Dyon swept a glance at the blood sprite which was glowing a far fiercer red and shot forward.

He had wasted enough time. If he wanted to refine this world into his base, it was best if he cracked this mystery the Yin Soldier Immortal God left behind and subdue everything that was left behind.