456 Stop Myself

"You… How… Your martial talent should be normal! That's the only reason we allowed you to go!"

Dyon didn't seem intent on answering. Instead, he began to draw 5 arrays laced with a dense black.

"What is that?!"

The Asian warriors began to panic. They weren't like General Mace and didn't have the air of an expert. When faced with a situation like this, they could hardly control themselves.

Sending the arrays forward, the five of them convulsed, immediately paling upon contact. Seeing this, Ri released her wills. There was no longer a need for her to keep them in place.

"I think it's time you answer a few questions. You don't need to understand what it is I just did. All you need to know is that if you refuse to answer, or lie, you die."

Clara watched Dyon's back as he practically sentenced people to death without batting an eye. She didn't know how to feel about it. Was this normal in the martial world?