An Understated Dominance By Marina Vittori

“Oh yeah? Let’s wait and see who wins in the end.” Dustin smiled faintly, but his eyes conveyed a chilling indifference. Though he didn’t know the identity of these assassins, he could tell they were Dragonmarsh’s enemies. “Hmph! Kid, I hope you don’t regret this!” The man in black sneered at Dustin. His expression suggested […]

Dustin didn’t dodge when the three assassins attacked him. He simply lifted his foot and lightly stomped the ground. A dull thud resounded as his foot left a deep imprint in the ground. At the same time, a surge of powerful energy burst forth from his body, and it quickly formed a translucent protective shield

Dustin saw a masked man in black with a sword in both hands as he walked up the stairs slowly. “Are you Dustin?” the man in black grunted. “That’s me.” Dustin nodded. “You had a pretty good plan to lure us out, but unfortunately, we saw right through it.” The man in black sneered. “You’re

“Where’s the target? How far are they from the tavern?” Dalen’s voice raised a couple of decibels in the earpiece, evidently excited. Besides the elite fighters lying in ambush, there were also numerous scouts lurking around the tavern, with Miles being one of them. If there was any movement, they would be the first to know.

Vincent’s murder weighed heavily on Ruby’s mind. She knew that she wasn’t stronger than Vincent, so if the assassin could kill Vincent, then it would be just as easy for the assassin to kill her. “We’ve already discussed our plans for luring the assassin out. Coupled with Dustin’s impressive performance during the test, I believe

Dustin left. Leaving behind the massive cauldron, he casually walked away. His enigmatic silhouette faded into the distance. It left the crowd wondering if Krel and Melissa got lucky, or if Dustin had done it intentionally. The crowd leaned toward the latter. After all, how could someone capable of lifting a 100-thousand-pound cauldron make such a

“Ah… I…” Jimmy was extremely flustered amidst the clamor of the crowd, sweating profusely as he retreated nervously. He had carelessly said those words since he never expected Dustin to lift the 100-thousand-pound cauldron. That was how he found himself in the current predicament, urged by the crowd to eat the massive cauldron. It was

Krel wasn’t confident he’d win against Dustin in a head-on confrontation. However, if Dustin were severely injured by attempting to lift the 100- thousand-pound cauldron, it would turn the situation around completely. He would easily win this gamble and finally vent his pent-up resentment. “Hey, punk! Weren’t you going to make me enjoy a feast?

“You actually dare to challenge Dustin? Do you have a death wish?” Miles took a couple of steps forward and glared fiercely at Krel and Jimmy, exuding a strong presence. Although Crystal and the others remained silent, they all stood beside Dalen, showing their stance. As Sword Union’s disciples, they had no fear of the

Krel’s strength had multiplied after taking Tigazuril. With one kick, the 50- thousand-pound bronze cauldron flew up into the air like a football, unstoppable. The sudden turn of events caused the expressions of the spectators to change drastically, and they scattered in all directions, afraid of being hit. If hit head-on by a cauldron weighing