Reaper of the Martial World

Book 6: Chapter 197: Archer (5)

Dyon would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued. The Dragon King could morph into almost every weapon, but a bow wasn’t among them. The black band on Dyon’s wrist was made of a very particular metal that could be molded to his wishes, but it was limited as well. One of the things it had problems replicating was the string of a bow.

Theoretically, as long as Dyon provided the string, the Dragon King could form the body. But, for obvious reasons, the logistics of such a matter was more trouble than it was worth.

Because of this, the bow was one of the few weapons Dyon had never tried.

The Archer squirmed anxiously under Dyon’s silence which caused the 25^th White Mother to giggle. Her disciple was so bad, making such an expert uncomfortable despite him not having anything to worry about.

“Kid, I promise you that the true King of Weapons is the bow and arrow. What is the only unbeatable strike? Isn’t it the one that can’t be retaliated against? What could match the range of a bow and arrow? In my prime, I got pin a fly to a wall completely unharmed from thousands of miles away. This is the power of an Archer!”

Dyon’s ring flashed as a transcendent level bow appeared in his hand. It had a beautiful 3-meter-long silver body and was etched with few Comet level arrays that improved eyesight. historical

Of course, this bow was from the vault of weapons left behind by the Celestial Deer Sect. Dyon had wanted to give it to Clara, but she found it too large and heavy.

As for how Dyon had it, it was of course because he had gone to Eli to take his main spatial ring back. Without a ring capable of housing the living, how would he save those slaves of the Soul Market?

Dyon took a deep breath, holding the bow before him and closing his eyes as though he was visualizing something.

“Good bow!” The Archer exclaimed. The bow in his lifetime had been destroyed in his fight, but it had to be said that before its spirit awakened, it had only been a 1^st stage transcendent treasure. The bow in Dyon’s hand was a Peak transcendent treasure corresponding to the 9^th stage, it was only missing a few things to be upgraded to the 12^th stage.

Inwardly, he was shocked. He had never seen such an odd occurrence. At the beginning, he could tell that Dyon was a novice. But, after standing with the bow in his hand for what seemed like a few seconds, his form was already becoming more and more mature. Was it really possible to practice without even pulling the string? What kind of bullshit was this?

“I think I can do it.” Dyon suddenly said. After fighting with Diana, he had become more and more intrigued with the bow and arrow. Although he liked the idea of close combat, there was also something about controlling a battlefield from the skies that also appealed to him.

‘Little Dyon, you’ve comprehended the Weapon’s Master Will?’ Dyon’s master asked in shock. The only way someone could go from being a novice to learning a weapon so quickly was that way.

Dyon laughed lightly. ‘Only to the first will level. My wills were sealed soon afterward, so it’s not nearly as effective as it should be. If it wasn’t sealed, the moment I touched a bow I’d be comparable to someone who had understood it to the 9^th will level, and with a little practice, the 1^st intent level.’

The moment the 25^th White Mother understood was the very same moment the Archer understood.

“You can really shock people to death kid…” He muttered to himself. Understanding a supreme law at such a young age was just too shocking. It wasn’t the same as the Void Clan kitsune, because Dyon was human. Their bloodline practically forced Void wills down their throats while Dyon’s did no such thing.

“I can accept.” Dyon said with a smile. He had brought out the bow for exactly this effect. “But, I have a few conditions.”

“Name them.” The Archer said eagerly.

“I want you to be my subordinate. Do you want to live again?” Dyon’s eyes shone with an odd light.

“Huh?… What?!” The Archer was stunned. Even the 25^th White Mother was shocked. But, after a moment of thought, she suddenly understood. Was that why Dyon had insisted she enter his mind’s eye? Did he have a way to reconstruct their bodies?

“I like your character, senior. I want to become a man who rules over everything for the sake of the safety of my family and friends, but I can’t do it alone. I can’t promise that it will be soon, but I can definitely give you benefits exceeding your imagination. Are you willing?”

“H – How?”

“A senior from the outer ring gave me one of his clan’s core teachings because he learned that his clan had been destroyed. It’s a Divine Level body cultivation technique. As long as my runic vein theory reaches a high enough level, I’ll be able to reconstruct your body.”

The Archer was stunned. A Divine level technique would definitely be able to accomplish this. After all, Mystic level techniques were meant for transcendents, this meant that the Divine level technique was the peak of the mortal world. As such, why wouldn’t it be able to reconstruct a mortal level body?