Old Enemy Dies Fast

As space was trying to heal up from the wounds it suffered by Tetragram Chariot devastating art, Lyon standing against someone who didn't even take a glance at what's happening behind him. The latter's eyes were glaring against him without any regard to his surrounding nature.

"You!" shouted the man.

Lyon furrowed his eyebrows. He wondered what's wrong with the man in front of him before he could feel the killing intent started to exude out from the latter's body like a torrent.

"Who are you?" asked Lyon before his eyes turned sharp in a blink. 

"Tch! Then let me remind you!" shouted the man before a torrent of mana was gathering at his palm. Experts onlookers could see the destructive power behind that thing as they coagulated in a short period of time.

"Heaven's Dawn Art!"