Dustin never expected to run into Dahlia there. Worse, she was accompanied by another man, and it seemed like those two were on a date. It irked him for some reason. He had just been captured by the military, his life in danger, but here Dahlia was, carefree and relaxed, as she went on a date with another man. It was clear that Dahlia didn't give a damn about him, and it made him feel like a fool."Do you know that lady?" Adam quickly caught onto the change in mood and asked. "Yeah. She's my ex-wife." Dustin answered bluntly. "Your ex-wife?" Adam's lips twitched. "Why don't we go somewhere else?" No one would be happy to see their ex-wife happily chatting away with another man. "Forget it. I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be afraid?" Dustin lifted his glass to his lips and swallowed a mouthful of wine resentfully. Just then, Dahlia and Luis arrived on the second floor, and the woman immediately spotted the two men. "Dustin? What are you doing here?" she exclaime
"Just friends, eh? Then you won't mind going home with me right this instant!" Dustin snapped. "But …" Dahlia frowned and glanced at Dustin and Luis, troubled. Although she didn't have any feelings for Luis, the man had helped her, so it wouldn't be right to turn her back on him now. "What's wrong? You don't want to?" Dustin sneered. "Is this what you call an ordinary friend? How am I supposed to believe you?" Dustin couldn't believe that Dahlia was still hesitating. It seemed that he was even less important than her ordinary friends, and here he thought that their relationship had been improving. It must have been his imagination. "Forget it, Ms. Nicholson. You don't have to think about it so hard. We're nothing to each other now. Enjoy your meal. I'll be taking my leave." Dustin shook his head and turned around. "Wait for me." Grabbing two bottles, Adam hurried after Dustin. He didn't have any experience when it came to love, so he couldn't help Dustin. After stepping out
"Watch out!" As the truck headed toward them, Dahlia's immediate reaction was to push Dustin away, completely disregarding her safety. Realizing that she had nowhere else to escape to, she instinctively shut her eyes tightly. Right then, she came to a realization that it might not necessarily be a bad thing to die like this. At least he would remember for the rest of his life. As her eyes closed, a strong figure dashed forward and put itself in front of her. With an ear-splitting boom, a fist landed on the front of the truck, and metal bent under the force. The sudden opposing force upturned the entire truck, flipping it around, and the truck landed on the ground behind Dahlia with a crash, debris flying in all directions. "Are you okay, Dahlia?" Dustin drew his hand back and quickly surveyed the woman for any injuries before letting out a breath of relief. "What in the world happened?" Dahlia's eyes were opened wide as she gaped at the empty space in front of her before turnin
"What?" Joshua stared at his sister's body incredulously. He never thought that Dustin would be so ruthless, killing without warning. "Anything else you want to say?" Dustin calmly asked. "D-don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Joshua fell to his knees, begging. "I was an idiot to offend you. Please forgive me. I swear I won't go against you ever again!" "You had your chance, but you didn't appreciate it." Dustin's face was void of any sympathy. "N-no. I do. I promise! Please! I'm still young. I don't want to die! Just let me go. I'll do anything you want. I swear!" Joshua began ramming his forehead into the floor. He wasn't able to win against Dustin when he was in peak condition, so why would he have a winning chance now? For Dustin, killing Joshua would be as easy as killing an ant. "I'm pretty sure that's not what you said just now." Dustin sneered. "Didn't you say that you were going to make me suffer like never before after you recovered?" "N-no, I didn't!" Joshua
"Well done. Well done, indeed!" Edwin laughed boisterously. "This Substratumis may be expensive, but it's definitely worth the price!" While he was still chortling away, another bodyguard rushed into the room anxiously. "Sir, something bad happened back home!" The guard fell to his knees, weeping. "What?" Edwin frowned. "We just received news from Swinton that Hummer Villa turned into a slaughterhouse last night. All of our fighters are dead, and Ms. Hummer and Mr. Hummer were both killed as well. The Hummer family is gone!" These words struck Edwin like lightning, and the Substratumis in his hand crashed to the floor, shattering instantly. "Son!" Edwin wailed mournfully, collapsing to the floor. The devastated man stayed on the floor for what felt like ages. When he finally staggered to his feet, he seemed to have aged ten years, looking extremely haggard. "Get ready. I want to head to Boulderthorn's branch right this instant!" Edwin seethed menacingly. He no longer had
Meanwhile, in Park Place, Swinton. "What? Joshua Hummer is dead, and his entire family was massacred? They even burned Hummer Villa down to the ground?" Jessica, who had been relaxing a second ago, sobered when she heard her guard's report. The Hummer family was well known for being the top family in Swinton. While it couldn't win against the Harmon family, it was still a force to be reckoned with, especially with Boulderthorn's support. So who could be powerful enough to destroy that family? "Do you know who did it?" Jessica pushed. "The fire burned almost everything. It'll be difficult to trace the source." The guard shook his head. "We'll be in trouble if we can't find the culprit!" Jessica frowned, pondering. Under normal circumstances, she'd be over the moon to learn that the Hummer family was gone. However, most people now knew that the Hummer family and her daughter had something against each other, so Natasha would naturally become the prime suspect. What Jessica fear
Was it wrong for a mother to worry about her daughter's safety? So why couldn't Natasha understand her? "Isfrid!" Jessica called out. A voluptuous woman immediately hurried into the room. "Yes, Madam?" "Send an anonymous letter to Clement Lincoln to let him know everything Dustin has done," Jessica instructed. "Huh?" Isfrid was stunned. "A-are you sure, Madam?" Dustin had been severely injured just to save Natasha, yet Jessica was telling her to betray him. That was crossing the line. "Shut up and do as I say! Natasha will only be safe if we sacrifice Dustin. Hurry up!" Jessica ordered coldly. "Yes, Madam." Isfrid could only nod. Although she felt sorry for Dustin, as the Harmon family's shadow guard, she had no choice but to obey Jessica. …Meanwhile, a red BMW suddenly pulled up at the door of Peaceful Medical Center. The car door flung open, and Dakota Nicholson rushed into the building frenziedly. "I know you're here, Rhys! Come out!" she yelled. "Which uneduca
"You shameless bastard!" Dustin's repeated refusal angered Dakota, the proud daughter of a wealthy family. Usually, people would be tripping over their feet trying to flatter her, yet here Dustin was, ignoring her. "Who's the shameless one?" Dustin raised an eyebrow. "Have you been eating so much junk food that you fried your brain? This is Balerno, not Glenstead, so don't give me that attitude!" "You–" Dakota was so angry she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't do anything else since she desperately needed him to save her mother. She would have already struck him if her mother's life wasn't at stake. "What do you want, Rhys?" Dakota took a deep breath, trying to keep her anger at bay. "I won't make things difficult for you, for Dahlia's sake," Dustin answered. "I can save her, but first, I want you to stop that haughty attitude of yours and give me a sincere apology. Next, I want you to write a letter of apology." "Never!" Dakota balked. "How could I, the daughter of the Gle
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