"What?" The round-faced man stared at Dustin, who was cool as a cucumber, in shock. He knew very well how much the steel whip could withstand and how much pain it could cause. Not even the strongest of men could take more than ten whips in one go, yet Dustin looked perfectly fine after enduring more than that. In fact, he'd made three whips shatter. What the hell was going on? "Brat, what sort of sorcery do you have going on?" he snarled. "Look, cut the crap and do what you need to." Dustin yawned. His nonchalance made the round-faced man's blood boil. "Fucking hell. I'd like to see you survive this!" The round-faced man swiped his subordinate's sword and swung it at Dustin. There were two loud clangs as the blade came into contact with Dustin's body twice; he was fine, but the blade became chipped. "Is that—is that an Adamantine Shield?" Jade's eyes widened. As a member of the martial world, she immediately realized what was up. The fact that Dustin could make himself impermeabl
"Are those chains enough to keep him bound? He's a lot more powerful than he seems. What if he really breaks free?" Jade asked. "Don't worry. Our chains are all forged from darksteel and are designed to withstand any force. Not even an elephant would be able to break free, let alone a human. Now that he's bound, he won't be able to get away from them without the key!" the round-faced man said confidently. He'd seen his fair share of powerful martial artists; none of them had successfully broken free from the darksteel chains. "Well, that's good to know." Jade sighed in relief. However, the words were barely out of her mouth when she heard the sound of the chains breaking. She whipped around to look at Dustin—he'd only stretched, but the chains already lay at his feet in pieces. "What the fuck?" The round-faced man was so shocked that he dropped his pastry. Jade also looked dumbfounded. What happened to the chains being made of darksteel and able to withstand any force? How could
"Huh?" General Jenkins and Jade were stunned as they watched Bloodbest suddenly drop to his knees. They looked at each other, taken aback. What was he doing? He was perfectly fine just a moment ago, so why was he kneeling on the floor now? Was he saying a prayer before he tortured him? Compared to the others' surprised expressions, the skinny man appeared terrified, his face drenched in cold sweat. As a student of the Executioner, he couldn't possibly be oblivious to the true meaning of the kirin tattoo. In the entire world, the black kirin tattoo was one of a kind. Not to mention, it had already become a symbol of power! No wonder that person looked familiar. No wonder he dared to call the Executioner by his real name. It turned out that this person was the Kirin of the Rhys family, who almost incited chaos that could have devastated an entire nation ten years ago! Shit! What kind of sins had he committed? He'd actually run into a harbinger of doom of this magnit
General Jenkins puffed out his chest and declared arrogantly, "I am none other than the Deputy General of the White Tiger Army, under the command of Chief General Spanner. No matter who that bastard may be, I can take him down easily. Just wait and see!" As soon as he finished speaking, his phone ringtone began blasting. The first phone call came in. "Hello, General Jenkins. This is Hunter Anderson speaking. You've captured someone you shouldn't have. You should let him go immediately. Maybe you can still save yourself." "Who the fuck do you think you are? How dare you order me around? Fuck off!" General Jenkins replied, promptly ending the call. "Seems like someone called to beg for Dustin's life," Jade said sarcastically. She'd long predicted something like it would happen. "Hmph, they think they can get him out of my hands? It's not going to be that easy!" General Jenkins pursed his lips. With the backing of the Grant family, only a handful of people in the entire Southern
The moment Adjutant General Damon saw General Jenkins, without uttering a single word, he delivered him a resounding slap. General Jenkins was left dazed, taking quite some time to recover from the impact. He'd welcomed Adjutant General Damon with a smile, but the man fucking responded with a slap instead. That was crossing the line! "Adjutant General Damon, what is the meaning of this?!" General Jenkins' face darkened, his gaze turning hostile. Even if he was Christopher's adjutant general, it didn't mean he had a free pass to humiliate him. After all, Chief General Spanner was backing him. In terms of rank, he held an even higher position than Christopher! "General Jenkins, that slap was a lesson for you," Adjutant General Damon said with a cool expression. "You should not have captured Mr. Rhys. Release him now, or you'll have to bear the consequences!" "Are you threatening me?" General Jenkins snorted. "Damon, you're nothing but an old general's dog. What right do you h
General Jenkins' men started to face off against the Murray family's army. Instantly, the tension in the air gave way to murderous intent. "Go in and save him!" Adjutant General Damon immediately ordered. "No, you won't!" General Jenkins blocked the way with his body. He then pulled out a gun from his waist. "Anyone who dares take a step forward will be shot!" "You can try." Without a trace of fear, Adjutant General Damon stalked ahead. "You're fucking testing me!" General Jenkins gritted his teeth, fury filling his eyes. Just as the two sides were in the midst of battle, several military helicopters suddenly materialized in the sky. Whizzing through the air, they finally stopped, hovering above everyone's heads. When General Jenkins took a look, a delighted expression crossed his face. "Hahaha … that's Chief General Spanner's private helicopter! Damon, you're dead meat. Let's see what you can do with Chief General Spanner himself on the field!" He laughed in excitement.
"B-buddy?!" Seeing Adam's friendly expression, General Jenkins was stunned. His mind went blank. The man in front of him was none other than the renowned God of War! He was also the youngest chief general of Dragonmarsh! He reported to no one, while thousands reported to him! However, this all-powerful figure had actually called Dustin his buddy? What the fuck was going on? "No, that's impossible! How could that bastard know Chief General Spanner?!" Jade was thunderstruck. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, and her face was filled with disbelief. According to her investigation, Dustin was just an irrelevant small fry. How could he have a relationship with the famous God of War? "Now that you mention it, we indeed haven't seen each other in a long time." Dustin regarded him up and down, then said happily, "I must say, you're doing quite well for yourself, you rascal. I think I may need to start relying on you for money soon." "Don't joke like that!" Adam said with a stran
The person he had arrested turned out to be the eldest son of the Rhys family, an existence that could shake the military effortlessly. "We … we're doomed …" Blood had drained out of Jade's face the moment she heard Dustin's real name, feeling unbelievably sorry for herself. She shouldn't have tried to avenge Joshua. There was no way a loser with broken arms and a shattered core was worth the lives of her entire family. "Jade Grant, this is what you fucking call a nobody?" General Jenkins spun around and shot Jade a vicious glare. "I never did anything to you, so why the hell are you dragging me into this mess?""I–" Jade was about to burst into tears. "How dare you trick me! You're dead meat!" General Jenkins roared before leaping toward Jade with his mouth wide open. Things became chaotic as he tore up the woman's face with his teeth. "Come on. Let's go have a drink." Dustin ignored them and left with Adam. …Meanwhile, inside the East Swinton Hospital ward, Dakota's fa
Thousands of golden whips lashed out with the force of a storm, and it was impossible to dodge.The group led by Bailey launched their attacks to block and continually struck the golden whips. With each collision, energy erupted, followed by loud booming sounds.Arion stood firm like a mountain. His body was enveloped in golden light as he swung his whips. Even though he was outnumbered, he still held the advantage.Bailey and the others couldn't break through at all. A few slightly weaker gods from the Hall of Gods were forced to retreat with each lash and struggled to withstand the onslaught.At that moment, everyone finally realized the terrifying power of Dragonmarsh's strongest martial artist. Even the attacks evolved from the Glow Incantation were enough to throw them off balance."I don't believe these things can stop me!"Bailey roared as his body began to change. His already large frame grew even bulkier, like a small mountain. His shirt tore as his muscles expanded, and
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