Dustin felt sympathetic as he stared into Maximus' reddened eyes. Not only was the poor chap taken advantage of by his mentor, but he also had his fiancée taken away. How miserable! No man could endure the humiliation and resentment of losing his future wife. Heck, not even anyone could stand losing a future spouse. It was hard to imagine that the second-in-command of Boulderthorn was, in fact, a wicked and dishonorable man. "Just focus on your recovery for now. When you're fully recovered, it'll be time to take back what you lost." Dustin gave Maximus an encouraging pat on the shoulder. To that, Maximus howled with a desolate expression, "I'll never get better again, not after my core was shattered and my nerves damaged! After losing my internal energy, I have nothing left in me to take revenge. I'm trash! I'm a worthless piece of trash!" He rolled his fists, digging his fingernails deep into the flesh of his palms until blood trickled from between his thumb and index finger.
"Hey, you're being unreasonable!" "Right? How dare she scolds the others when she's the culprit? I've never seen someone as outrageous as her!" "Talk no more. Let's report her to the police!" The crowd was annoyed at Jane's arrogance and pointed fingers at her. "Shut up! All of you!" Hands on her waist, Jane yelled at them, "Do you know that we're the Nicholsons from Glenstead? Even your mayor has to show us respect, let alone you worthless plebs! Make more fuss, and I'll get you arrested!" The accusatory voices instantly died down. An average citizen would not want to get on the bad side of the famed aristocratic Nicholson family from Glenstead. "Mom, just ignore those peasants. Look at this. I'm hurt." The young woman, Dakota Nicholson, suddenly spoke up as she pressed against her wound and winced. "Are you hurt? Let me take a look!" Jane's expression crumbled, and she hurriedly checked out Dakota's injury. "Gosh, it's bleeding. This is not good …" Her face paled, and s
"Mom! Are you alright?" Dakota's expression crumbled as she quickly helped her mother up. She was both alarmed and enraged. "Ouch! My teeth!" Jane wailed while pressing a hand against her face, feeling the stinging sensation. Her mouth was throbbing after it almost went out of shape from the slap. "How dare you hit us? You're dead! Your entire family is damned! Be a man and stay where you are! I'll teach you a lesson!" An incensed Dakota started making calls and requesting backup, but Dustin had no time for her as he continued applying first aid to the poor young girl. Thanks to the magical needle, the young girl's condition stabilized soon. At that time, the ambulance arrived at the scene. "Your daughter is fine now, but her wound needs bandaging and careful care to heal." Dustin placed the young girl onto the stretcher. Seeing that, the woman in white thanked him profusely before leaving in the ambulance. "You enjoy being the hero, don't you? Just wait and see. You'll get fla
In the afternoon, several black SUVs abruptly screeched to a halt right in front of the entrance to Park Place. The doors opened, and the first to get out was a young man dressed in bright-colored clothes. With his handsome features and lofty demeanor, he carried an imposing presence. Following behind him were a group of martial artists clad Watching their departing figures, Stephan shouted out, "Inform Mrs. Harmon immediately!" in eccentric uniforms, each of them emanating an intimidating air with their controlled breaths. It was evident that they were far from ordinary. "This is the Harmon family's territory. All of you, leave immediately!" the two bodyguards by the entrance warned them. "Too loud." With a wave of his hand, the two bodyguards flew away as blood spurted from their mouths. It was as if they were hit by a speeding car. The group of people then strutted into Park Place. In the hall, Natasha was enjoying tea, and a copy of a financial report was in her hands. These
"What? Natasha has been kidnapped?" After the news arrived and Jessica was briefed about the situation, her expression hardened, along with the rest of the people present. "How could that happen? We have dozens of bodyguards. How could Natasha be taken away?" Ruth was in disbelief. "They were too strong. We were no match for them." Stephan mourned. His legs were crippled, and his core was destroyed. He was as good as useless. "Who was it? The audacity to kidnap my daughter!" Jessica was furious. "We're not sure of their true identity, but they left a letter." Stephan signaled his men to give the letter to Jessica. She opened up the letter, and her expression grew dark as she read it. "Mom, what does it say?" Ruth asked impatiently. "It says, before the sun rises, bring the formulation of Immortunol and Dustin to Hummer Villa as ransom." Her tone was almost a growl. "Hummer Villa? Isn't that Edwin's territory?" Ruth frowned. Did this have to do with the Hummer family aga
Suddenly, she clapped. Right on cue, a group of domineering martial artists clad in all-black gear strode in proudly. Taking the lead was a woman with short hair. She had striking features that gave her a cool look. Because of her tight-fitting outfit, her figure appeared exceptionally curvaceous and left an impact. Jennifer said impassively, "This is Isfrid. She leads team five of the Harmon family's shadow guards and is highly skilled. Bring her team with you so you have each other's backs." "Mrs. Harmon, forgive me for my bluntness, but our team is enough to ensure Ms. Harmon's safety. Why do we need to involve outsiders?" Isfrid gave Dustin a contemptuous once over. "Team five is well trained, and our teamwork is unparalleled. Having our members are more than enough to save Ms. Harmon. We can't afford to bring along baggage since it will make the operation riskier. I hope you will reconsider, Mrs. Harmon." "Dustin is a good fighter, and the Hummer family asked for him personall
Coldly, she said, "Wait here, and don't run off. I don't want you to cause us any trouble. Understand?" "They have highly skilled fighters among them. Your men won't be able to handle them," Dustin responded flatly. "Ha! What a joke! I've fought in countless battles, and I've seen it all. A bum like you will never understand how strong we are." Her expression grew colder. "Having confidence is commendable, but don't be too blind. You should always believe there is someone better out there," he reminded. "Shut your nonsense. Just stay here as I told you to. I won't forgive you if you ruin our operation!" she shouted coldly before joining the fray. Dustin didn't say anything more and narrowed his eyes, staring silently at Fletcher. Seated behind him were a few martial artists clad in eccentric clothing. From their breathing patterns, Dustin could tell that they were all the best low-level martial artists, with two of them already considered a high-level martial artist. "So he has b
"How weak." Isfrid wore a disdainful expression as she scanned her surroundings. "Anyone else?" "Interesting …" Leering at her curvaceous figure, Darkwrath licked his lips in excitement. "Hey, pretty lady, let me have a taste of you!" As he spoke, his toes tapped the ground, propelling him forward like a ghostly shadow. His body flickered in and out of existence, making it hard to figure out his movements. Isfrid bellowed, "Die!" With a flick of her sword, two blades that were both swift and deadly danced forward. Just as her attack was about to hit their target, Darkwrath suddenly vanished from thin air. "Hey, pretty lady, where are you looking?" She heard a sinister voice behind her, and her expression changed slightly. Without looking back, she thrust her sword backward. She was fast, but Darkwrath was faster, and her sword sliced through the empty air. Taking advantage of her distraction, Darkwrath grabbed her butt forcefully. Chuckling obscenely, he remarked, "Soft and sup
The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise. No one had expected Arion to strike so suddenly; he was so fast that they couldn't even see his movement.Even Willem, renowned for his speed, couldn't react in time. One slap had sent him flying—simple, brutal, and unstoppable.At that moment, they finally realized that the seemingly harmless Arion was much more formidable than they had imagined.Willem staggered to his feet and reached up to straighten his twisted neck. His collapsed cheek began to heal at a visible rate. Fortunately for him, vampires possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities. Without it, the slap would have crippled him."You're strong for an old geezer, but it'll take more than that to finish me off," Willem hissed through clenched teeth. The bloodthirst in his eyes was unmistakable as he glared at Arion. If he could drain Arion's blood, his strength would surge to unimaginable heights."Oh? This is interesting." Arion raised an eyebrow with a faint smi
The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity. The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone. To counter Sacred Wrym Summit's Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks. Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers. They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only
Willard's ultimate move cleared the battlefield in an instant. The martial artists who had rushed forward were either dead or critically wounded, with no ability to defend themselves."This… How is this possible?" Hank's eyes widened in terror as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.Under the restriction of the sealing formation, even ultimate grandmasters couldn't unleash their full strength. But Willard, with nothing more than a flask of liquor, had managed to tap into a supreme divine power far beyond his cultivation level.Though he was only at the grandmaster level, his move, Infinite Spirit Manifestation, carried the might of an ultimate grandmaster. If he were to use it again, the outcome would be grim for everyone, including himself."Retract!" Willard took a deep breath and the thousands of illusory images that had surged forth earlier instantly retracted into his body. His face turned red and pale as his breath grew heavy and ragged.The toll of using Infinite Spirit Manif
"Take a guess." Willard didn't answer. Instead, he took another sip from his flask.His cultivation had been sealed, but his strength came from the wine in his hand. The wine was refined with valuable herbs and contained dense spiritual energy, which he could absorb and convert into combat power.In short, every sip made him stronger. Even with his cultivation sealed, he could still execute powerful techniques."It's the wine, isn't it?" Garrett's gaze landed on the flask, and a quick realization set in. Willard drank before and after every attack, which hinted at something suspicious."Bingo. But no prize for you." Willard smirked and launched forward with a palm strike aimed at Garrett. Though his strength wasn't at its peak, the attack remained a deadly threat to the already injured Garrett."Mr. Styles, save me." Garrett knew he had no chance of blocking it and cried for help."Go to hell, traitor!" Hank saw the internal commotion unfold and threw a powerful punch at Willard
With a longsword in hand, Dustin plunged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep and cut down his enemies with brutal efficiency.Though he couldn't tap into his mystical energy, his physical strength far outstripped that of an average martial artist. His speed, power, reflexes, and combat skills crushed anyone in his path.Every swing of his blade was precise and targeted the enemy's vital spots with deadly accuracy, which left no room for defense.Under his relentless assault, the assassins were helpless. The air rang with their screams as bodies fell one after another.Unlike the tournament match, Dustin now unleashed his full power in this life-or-death fight. His attacks were becoming more brutal and relentless than ever."This kid's tougher than I thought." Hank frowned as he watched his men struggle.He hadn't expected Dustin to have such formidable combat prowess, even with his sealed cultivation. If an unmatched genius like Dustin couldn't be made an ally, he had to be e
"Step forward, and you're dead!" Facing the onslaught of desperate assassins, Dustin showed no mercy. With a swing of his long sword, a dazzling sword aura swept through the darkness like a crescent moon and briefly illuminated the night sky. The assassins only saw a flash of white light and instinctively stopped in their tracks. When the brilliance faded, those at the front stood frozen as if struck by a paralysis spell.A moment later, heads tumbled to the ground, like ripe fruit falling from a tree. The headless bodies stood upright for two seconds before collapsing, blood splattering everywhere.The gruesome sight shocked everyone. They exchanged uneasy glances and were hesitant to move forward. No one had anticipated Dustin's sword to be so fast that the fallen couldn't even defend themselves.The assassins who had just been killed were among the elites. Yet, none of them could block even a single strike. The difference in strength was clear."What are you standing aroun
The people who emerged from the fog wore masks that hid their faces, but each had the Hall of Gods emblem on their bodies. Among them was a small group led by Dustin.After sensing a battle nearby, Dustin had deliberately left his team behind to investigate alone. He hadn't expected another group to lead them out of the fog formation."What's going on? Why are there so many bodies scattered around?" "Looks like they ran into a strong enemy. Stay sharp, everyone!" The sight of scattered corpses put everyone on edge. Their eyes darted between Dustin and Aven."Dustin, what are you doing here alone?" The leader of the group recognized him immediately.The Hall of Gods had recruited several teams, each marked by different colored masks, with team leaders wearing a distinctive emblem."Hank?" Dustin narrowed his eyes as he recognized the voice. "What happened here?" Hank asked tentatively."I don't know. I just stepped out of the fog formation." Dustin shook his head."Really?"
Though Marcell was momentarily stunned, he still explained patiently, "This man is the guardian of the Forbidden Ground. If we kill him, we'll be able to take the treasure." He was gravely wounded and had to rely on Dustin to deal with Aven, so he needed to be persuasive."We can talk about the treasure later. Right now, it's time to settle some old scores." Dustin stretched out his hand, and the long sword on the ground shot up into his grasp."Settle old scores? What are you talking about?" Marcell blinked in confusion, especially when he saw the sword in Dustin's hand. A feeling of unease spread through him."You and that big guy planned to use me as bait. Then, you sent me into the fog to clear the way for you," Dustin said flatly. "Did you really think I didn't hear that? Since you want to harm me, don't blame me for being ruthless.""What… What are you going to do?" Marcell panicked. "We're both working for the Hall of Gods. There's no need for this kind of betrayal. If thi
When the black death energy entered his body, Aven felt as if his entire being was being ripped apart. The pain was unbearable, as though a swarm of venomous insects was gnawing at him from the inside. It wasn't just his body that suffered, but his soul was being torn apart as well."Curse you! Get out of my body!" he roared in fury as he tried to force the black death energy out of his system.The death energy seemed to have burrowed deep into his bones. It was invasive and siphoned away his life force with every passing second. Even his internal energy was being drained to feed it. If this continued, he would be completely drained in less than three minutes."Won't leave, huh? Fine. We'll die together!" Aven's anger boiled over, and he went all out in his attack.He raised his hand, and dozens of Divine Talismans shot into the air to form a formation above his head. As it spun, a massive black thundercloud began to take shape. Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled with terrifyin