Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m
Chapter 2112 The Difference
?"This is the difference between you and I. You seem to think it matters the level of strength you have, when in reality, you'll die just the same.
"Don't say I didn't try to help you. Your Aritzia confessed her undying love to me just as she breathed her last breath. If I didn't kill her, wouldn't she come running to my arms instead of yours? At least this way, while you're both in the land of the dead, you're the only choice she has left."
Emytheus' eyes widened with rage, boiling over with a crimson tide.
The earth beneath them sunk. Dyon could feel it. It wasn't just a small section of land that shattered, but rather the whole of the Ancient Battlefield sunk by an entire inch.
Dyon frowned, his grip around his scythe tightening slightly.
"Since you still don't understand, I'll be sure to slowly show you what the true difference between you and I is. Maybe if you were born in another era, this would be your world. But since I am here, it will be mine. I've only let you keep the fame and fortune you have on hold for me.
"Even when I was a celestial, I could have already swept through the mortal plane. There wasn't a single person who was a match for me. The only reason I did not was because my goals and aspirations were much higher. This would not be my limit. Until I successfully crossed the dao realm, none of you were worthy of my attention.
"Today, I will show you... The true strength of I, Emytheus."
Twelve Wings spread from Emytheus' back, but they were absolutely massive. They shone a platinum color, looking like they had been forged of very delicate silver paper as they blanketed the skies of hundreds of miles.
They stood detached from Emytheus' back, their every slight quiver flattening the earth as far as the eye could see.
The skies trembled, the crackling of fierce arcs of lightning coursing through the darkening clouds. They struck downward, fusing with Emytheus' enormous wings.
"... Is nothing but a knockoff of my Ancestor Hera! This is the true Eternity's Balance. Birthed from the Goddess of Unions. Capable of balancing all things, to make yin accept yang, to make yang accept yin. A perfect matrimony of the elements, of existence itself!"
In the next instant, a bombardment of cold and heat assaulted Dyon from the right even as something sharp and blunt bombarded him from the left.
Dyon reacted quickly, his scythe spinning in his hands and following the flow of momentum to extend outward hundred of meters, reaching toward Emytheus who stood behind his bold attacks.
Weapon's arrays spun to life around Dyon, curving a path around the building assault of torrential attacks to impact Emytheus directly.
"You still don't understand." Emytheus said with a clear disdain.
His hair became a blazing red, a massive hammer appearing in his hands.
"Your comprehension of War is nothing but a cheap understanding of my Ancestor Ares' abilities. This is the true will of war!"
His hammer swung downward, arcs of lightning and fused flames shattering the black spears of Dyon's [Raze].
Dyon's brow raised. That hammer... It was stronger than even his Reaper. How was that possible? Reaper had become an Empyrean Grade weapon. Even on the Immortal Plane, such a weapon was highly sought after. Maybe only those of the Immortal Law Realm would frequently wield one.
"Were you very proud of your scythe? It's nothing but an inferior weapon from an inferior world. With the legacy of my Ancestor Hephaestus, there is nothing in the world that cannot be forged into a treasure.
"I can turn the soil beneath my feet into the crown jewel of an Empress of Nations. I can forge the feather of a common bird into an arrow that could pierce the sun. I can temper the heavens and the earth themselves, refining them to my liking.
"We are not the same! This is the difference between you and I!"
Emytheus roared into the skies, his 12 auras revolving around him madly as he tapped into one godly ability after the next.