"My strength may not measure up to Uncle Seth's, but it's still more than enough to take you on!" Dustin asserted."Take me on? Do you really have what it takes?" Reagan sneered.According to the information Reagan acquired, Dustin had recently attained the status of an ultimate grandmaster, mastering some unique techniques. However, Dustin was currently at the mid-stage of ultimate grandmaster, whereas Reagan was approaching completion. The gap between them was almost two levels, resembling a significant divide. This posed a considerable challenge for Dustin to overcome, even with his exceptional talent."You'll see soon if I've got what it takes," Dustin replied. He lifted his sword, and the Celestial Blade smoothly slid out from its sheath on his back, firmly held in his grasp."Fine! If you're that confident, I'll let you challenge me today!" Reagan waved his hand, conjuring a fiery-red spear into existence—the Inferno Fury Spear. It was ranked third on the Divine Weapon
"I'll have to admit that you've got the skills," Reagan remarked, wielding his spear with an imposing presence.He continued, "Not many can block my 'Desert Mirage,' and it seems you're one of the few. With time, you might even surpass me."In the previous strike, Reagan put in at least 50% of his strength. He sensed that Dustin had only slightly lagged after displaying his power in the direct confrontation earlier. However, Reagan felt that Dustin still had a long way to go to catch up."I expected someone holding the fifth rank on the Astonishing World List to be more impressive. Guess I overestimated you," Dustin commented, a tinge of disappointment evident in his expression."What did you just say?" Reagan shot him a cold glare. He couldn't fathom how Dustin would dare to underestimate him."What? Did you not catch that? Allow me to repeat." Dustin raised his voice. "Your strength is pathetic, way weaker than I anticipated!"Upon hearing this, Reagan instantly boiled with a
"Sneak attack? You honestly believe that'll succeed?" Reagan roared. He deftly maneuvered his spear and iron palm, and both were enveloped in a fiery red aura. The attacks were aimed at Dustin and the massive golden palm shadow above Reagan's head.Two thunderous sounds echoed. The force of the spear attack propelled Dustin backward, and Reagan's assault shattered the golden palm shadow in the sky like fragile glass, dispersing it into scattered golden light.Albert, hidden within the golden palm shadow, was thrown high into the air. Upon landing, he retreated more than 30 feet away.In contrast, Reagan quickly stepped back to readjust his stance following the unexpected assault. He retained the advantage even when facing two opponents, showcasing his impressive strength.Even though they were top-notch grandmasters at the pinnacle of their field, Dustin and Albert observed Reagan effortlessly handling them. They noticed Reagan displayed no signs of tiredness.Standing besid
The Ironfist Statue and Albert held their imposing stance, both exerting immense pressure on Reagan. In the colossal shadow of the Ironfist Statue, Reagan appeared minuscule—like an ant, seemingly vulnerable to a gentle touch that could effortlessly crush him."Sevenbane!" As Albert launched his attack, Dustin swiftly sprang into action. His eyes were filled with rage and energy concentrated within the Celestial Blade. Stepping forward, Dustin fused with his sword, transforming into a black streak aimed unerringly at Reagan's heart."Noble Force!"Witnessing Albert and Dustin going all out, Reagan couldn't afford to take any risks. He immediately activated his defensive technique. His body trembled, and a white energy burst forth, creating a circular force field around him.Albert's Adamantine Wisdom Palm clashed with the force field above Reagan's head, creating a loud noise. Ripples coursed through the force field, resembling flowing water, and the cryptic runes on its su
The Deicide Venom, a projectile with a range of ten feet, was almost a sure hit when launched unexpectedly. So, when Julius produced the projectile from behind and executed a surprise attack, the poisoned needle, carrying the Deicide Venom, effortlessly pierced Reagan's body."Finally got it done." Julius let out a long breath as if accomplishing some crucial task.On the other hand, Reagan was left bewildered. He turned around, staring at Julius with disbelief, shock, confusion, and deep suspicion."W-Why?" Reagan's eyes widened, his face reflecting shock, bewilderment, and an undeniable sense of betrayal. He couldn't comprehend why Julius, who had already cut ties with West Lucozia castle and joined the Dragon Guard, would betray him."Sir Judd, I'm sorry. I'm still a member of the Rhys family. I can't stand idly by while my family falls." Julius smirked. He went on, "Besides, Logan is my nephew. How could I bear to harm him?""So, right from the start, it was all an act?
The Deicide Venom, ranked as the most lethal among the top ten toxins, was deemed insurmountable within the realm of terrestrial immortals. Simply put, aside from Arion of Sacred Wrym Summit, no one in the world was resilient enough to withstand this venom's effect.Hence, Reagan's demise was inevitable, making it imperative to avoid hasty decisions at this juncture."Sir Judd!" The three grandmaster-level elders were visibly alarmed when they saw Reagan poisoned. Without missing a beat, they hurried forward, prepared to step in."Get out of the way!" Reagan shouted, sweeping his Inferno Fury Spear sideways. The force, comparable to a massive weight, propelled the three Dragon Guard elders into the air. Each of them spat up blood, sustaining serious injuries. Teetering on the brink of madness, Reagan harbored distrust for anyone approaching following Julius's earlier sneak attack. So, he regarded anyone who approached him as his enemy. "I'll kill every one of you!" Reaga
"Almost there! Just a little further!" Fueled by survival instincts, Reagan sprinted desperately ahead, leaving a trail of blood and vomit. There was no indication of him slowing down. In a frenzied sprint, he eventually glimpsed the towering walls of the base.He understood that once he passed those walls, safety awaited him. The base held the promise of an antidote among its stockpile of elixirs and remedies. A spark of hope lingered, and the prospect of survival felt attainable."Open the gates! Hurry, open the gates!" Reagan staggered to the base of the towering wall, his resolve on the brink of collapse. Every fiber of his being trembled with instability, and the toll of his struggle manifested prominently on his face.Black blood oozed persistently from his mouth and nose.As his plea reverberated, a multitude of ballistae released a storm of hefty bolts from the fortress walls. Each ballista packed formidable power and had the potential to inflict substantial damag
Reagan's eyes glowed with intensity, bloodshot and aflame with defiance. "Nonsense! If they aren't from the Dragon Guard, are they from your West Lucozia castle?" he bellowed."Yes, they're under my command," Dustin admitted bluntly. He went on, "While you were busy ambushing us, my forces had infiltrated, capturing your base. Now, this place belongs to me.""Cut the crap, Logan!" Reagan retorted fiercely.He went on, "Even though I brought out many elites this time, there are still at least 30 thousand troops in the base. "With diverse defensive measures in place, taking it over without an army exceeding a hundred thousand is unfeasible!"He added, "I've kept a close eye on your Black Dragon Army in West Lucozia. Mobilizing such massive troops wouldn't escape my notice!" "Who said I mobilized the Black Dragon Army?" Dustin responded indifferently. He continued, "Whatever crosses your mind, I've already considered. So, to eliminate your remnants, I deliberately sought ext