Meanwhile, inside a luxurious courtyard within the Murray residence, a young, lean man dressed in fine clothing was having coffee with Caden."Mr. Diego, what brings you here?" Caden smiled as he poured Diego a cup of coffee."Thank you." Diego nodded politely."I've long heard about your greatness, Mr. Caden. I came here today with the main intention of getting to know you." Diego had a strong foreign accent."Mr. Diego, there is no need for such pleasantries," Caden remarked. "Please, feel free to speak your mind. Let's have an honest conversation.""Mr. Caden, since you prefer to be straightforward, I won't beat around the bush any longer."I came here today in hopes of meeting General Murray. But unfortunately, he was too busy and had no time to see me. "I was hoping you could put in a good word for me." As he spoke, Diego gestured for his men to bring over a long wooden box. The box was about four feet long, and when opened, it revealed an ornate curved longsword. Dieg
"Sir Murray has given the Cherusia away." Mrs. Patty shook her head. "He gave it away? To whom?" Caden's smile froze. "A young man named Dustin." Mrs. Patty told him the truth. "What? He gave it to that brat?" Caden frowned, and his expression turned dark. How could he give a precious treasure like the Cherusia to a loser like Dustin? He was too foolish!Even if Dustin had saved Sheila before, they had already rewarded him. Was it necessary to treat him that well?"Can we get it back?" Caden couldn't accept it. He had even confidently promised Diego. He didn't expect problems to arise so quickly."You know Sir Murray's personality. He would never get something he's given away back." Mrs. Patty put down that thought. "Damn it! Just what makes him worthy of such a treasure?" Caden was fuming. "Mr. Caden, who is this Dustin? It seems like General Murray favors him.""He's no one. My father likes him just because he saved my daughter once," Caden explained. "From what
The next morning, Dustin drove to Swinton after making arrangements at Zephyr Lodge.Now that he finally got his hands on the Cherusia, he had all the herbs he needed. Everything was set.He didn't know how long Gregory could hold up with the Celestial Decay. He had to produce the Longevitum as soon as possible so as not to have to worry about him. It took Dustin about half a day to reach Peaceful Medical Center.All was quiet and peaceful in the medical center. Gregory lay on an easy chair, drunk, as usual. He stank of alcohol.Caitlyn busied herself around the place, wiping the chairs and tables, doing the laundry, and cooking. She kept the medical center clean and in order.As for Maximus, the sword fanatic, he focused on training in the yard.While he used to be known as Lightning Blade, he now focused on slowing down. Though it didn't look much, his every move was restrained yet powerful.He changed his way of wielding his sword and reached a new level of swordsmanship. I
It wasn't until he saw the faint smile on Dustin's face that he knew what was going on."Oh, get lost, you little brat!" Gregory huffed.Then, he made himself comfortable on the easy chair and got ready to sleep again."Come on, stop sleeping. I've got serious business." Dustin took out two wooden boxes and placed them on the table. One had the thousand-year green lotus, and the other had the Cherusia."I've made a decent haul in Millsburg this time. The last two remaining herbs are here. I can start producing the Longevitum now.""Oh? So soon?" Gregory sat up lazily. "I thought my days were numbered. Who'd have thought that you actually managed to collect all the herbs. How fortunate!""Enough with your nonsense. Go bring out all the herbs we collected from before," Dustin urged."Alright, alright, I'll go get them." Gregory stretched sluggishly before searching through several drawers and cupboards. It took him a while to find all the herbs that he'd hidden away."Maxim
"What?" Dustin became worried when the furnace exploded. He was so close to success. Why? Why had the furnace exploded? Had all his previous efforts gone to waste now?"No … That's impossible!" Dustin shook his head, sweat dripping uncontrollably.He was unwilling to believe he failed and refused to accept this outcome. He began to comb around the debris of the exploded furnace. He went through every piece and every fragment.He searched through them like a wolf, searching for its prey, hungry and wild. Suddenly, he paused.Under all the debris and residue, he saw a hint of gold.The shiny gold color shone through the residue surrounding it like a ray of light in the dark. It was eye-catching.After a brief pause, Dustin slowly reached out to dust the residue around it away.Bit by bit, inch by inch, he removed every piece of debris and residue from it with his heart in his mouth. Finally, a perfect gold pill appeared before his very eyes.The gold pill was crystal clear, and
Gregory had no plans to let them drink more of his vodka, apart from the three tiny shot glasses he poured.Dustin, Maximus, and Caitlyn exchanged looks of disbelief.In the end, Gregory finished the remaining vodka himself."That was some good vodka!" Gregory burped after he was done drinking. He looked refreshed and in high spirits.Now that he was happy and content, he picked up the Longevitum and swallowed it.With a gulp, the Longevitum slid down his throat, giving out a burst of golden energy. It coursed through his entire body.The energy contained a strong and vibrant vitality, nourishing Gregory's body like a spring of living water. His circulatory pathways, which had dried up, began to flow. Color returned to his pale face.There seemed to be a glimmer of gold in his old, cloudy eyes. Changes began to take place in his limbs, organs, skin, muscles, and hair.Gregory's frail old body quickly absorbed the vitality of the golden energy.Soon, his white hair slowly turne
Caden lay unconscious in a VIP ward in East Swinton Hospital.He was pale, and his breathing was weak. His heartbeat was slow, and his body felt cold to the touch. At a glance, he looked like he was dead.A group of specialists were in the ward, whispering among themselves. They were discussing his condition and thinking of all the possible treatment methods they could use.But after a long time, they came up with nothing. None of them could suggest a treatment plan.Lily, Sheila, Vivian, and Evan stood at the side. There was nothing they could do except panic."Dr. Johnson, how's my husband's condition? Can you treat him?" Lily finally asked after seeing how they had discussed for a long time and yet still unable to come up with anything."Mr. Caden's condition is weird. We've gone through all our medical books but couldn't find any condition matching his symptoms. Our hands are tied."Dr. Johnson, the most senior among the doctors, shook his head helplessly. He had never seen
"Dragonmarshian doctors are useless. You've been here for so long, and none of you have been able to come up with anything. "In the end, we can only put our hopes on Mr. Saunders." Vivian sighed."Exactly! These good-for-nothings don't hold a candle to Mr. Saunders." The Murrays began showering Rudolph with flattery.So many specialists gathered there, but not even one of them knew how to treat Caden. But Rudolph had simply given him a checkup and was able to tell what was wrong. The difference between them was too obvious."Since you know how to treat him, please proceed with the treatment, Mr. Saunders." Lily did not wish to waste any more time."Bring me my medical box." Rudolph waved his assistants over and gestured for them to put his medical supplies in front of him.He opened up the boxes and began rummaging through them. Then, he pulled out a black bottle. "This is the Golden Elixir, made of 108 rare and expensive herbs. It's especially useful for clearing blocked ci
"Logan, I have to admit that you're stronger than I thought. I never expected you'd push me this far," Poseidon said.His arms slowly spread wide, and his blue eyes glowed with murderous intent. "As a mark of respect, I will give it everything I've got. You'll witness the true extent of my power."With a flick of his hand, he made a grabbing gesture. His trident, which had fallen to the bottom of the sea, shot back up through the water and landed firmly in his grasp.Compared to his earlier arrogance, Poseidon now stood with a newfound seriousness. It wasn't just Dustin's strength that had him on edge but his terrifying potential.At only 20, Dustin already possessed this level of strength. If he continued to grow, he would become a serious threat to the Hall of Gods. Hence, Poseidon resolved to eliminate him today."Watch closely," he said.Poseidon slowly raised his trident and gripped it like a javelin. While channeling his energy into the weapon, it pulsed with an intense blu
Dustin was Dragonmarsh's elite prodigy, while Poseidon was the famous royal god of the Hall of Gods.Every move they exchanged unleashed destructive power. Within moments, the area within a 300-foot radius was reduced to wreckage.Dustin wielded his true energy-infused longsword. Each swing unleashed a blinding flare of light as if it could split the sky apart with the Celestial Blade.On the contrary, Poseidon's trident commanded the winds and rains. Each strike could summon huge rolling waves as if he were a god reigning over the forces of nature.Sword aura clashed against walls of water and plunged the entire area into chaos.Warrick and the others watched with rapt attention. Their eyes were locked on the battle ahead as they tried to make sense of the chaos.But Dustin and Poseidon were moving so fast that their actions were almost impossible to follow. Their movements blurred together, and they could only catch flashes of two figures constantly clashing. Their strikes ca
"Let me correct you," Dustin said.As his hand slowly tightened into a fist, a white longsword formed from his true energy. "In Dragonmarsh, there is no 'God. ' We only have the Lord of the Dead."The moment the words left his mouth, a tempest of sword aura exploded outward. Within a radius of several dozen yards, the winds howled, sand and stones were sent flying, and the waves along the shore grew even more violent."Such overwhelming pressure. That sword aura is insane. Is this Logan's actual strength?"Feeling the surge of energy, Warrick and the others couldn't help but turn pale. It was then they realized that Dustin hadn't been fighting seriously before. Or perhaps, with their strength, they hadn't even earned the right to make him fight for real. They figured only someone of Poseidon's caliber could force Dustin to go all out."Interesting… truly fascinating." Poseidon suddenly laughed. "I thought you were just a pup, but it turns out you're a hungry wolf. Now, this is s
Poseidon hovered in the air with his trident in one hand and radiated a commanding presence. He stood like a god, and his figure was so intimidating that it struck fear into those who beheld him.With a wave of his hand, an invisible energy struck Warrick and expelled the three silver needles from his body. Feeling sensation returned to his limbs, Warrick's face lit up. He quickly rose to his feet and clenched his fist to his chest in salute."Thank you, Lord Poseidon, for saving me. I will never forget this kindness!" he said."No need for formalities, Sir Prescott. Now that you've pledged yourself to the Hall of Gods, it's only natural that I ensure your safety," Poseidon replied with a faint smile as he descended gracefully."Your timely arrival was a blessing," Warrick said as he bowed his head slightly in deference. "Otherwise, we would have perished tonight."The Hall of Gods' royal gods were figures he could only look up to. Everything about Poseidon, from his power to hi
Mulder knew Warrick had been on the battlefield for years, and his physical strength was unmatched. On top of that, he was already halfway to becoming an ultimate grandmaster. Even if Warrick couldn't defeat the prodigious Logan, Mulder figured the difference wouldn't be too big. But he never expected Logan to take down Warrick with a single finger, leaving him severely injured and unable to stand. The difference in their strength was far beyond anything Mulder could have imagined.In other words, Logan had been toying with them from the start and didn't take the fight seriously. If he had, they would've all been dead.Warrick clutched his chest and coughed up blood as he staggered to his feet. His chest was a charred ruin, the flesh torn open and slick with blood. It was an awful, gory mess."I didn't expect you to be this strong. I underestimated you," he growled.He slowly raised his head, and his face twisted with a menacing look. "Guess I was just unlucky to fall into your
"Oh? You guessed it?" Dustin smirked. "Now that you know who I am, it's up to you to decide what to do."If Warrick chose to surrender, Dustin would simply seal his pressure points and leave him to Austin's judgment. But if he resisted, Dustin wouldn't hesitate to cripple him."Haven't you given up your title as the prince? Why did you return? Are you going to compete with Austin for the throne?" Warrick asked.Uncertainty flickered across his face before he continued, "If that's your intention, I can help you. Spare me today, and I guarantee you'll become the next Prince of West Lucozia."Power was a tempting beast. History was filled with stories of brothers turning against each other and fathers murdering their sons for it.In Warrick's mind, Logan's quiet return to West Lucozia meant one thing—he was after the throne."Guarantee?" Dustin scoffed. "What guarantee are you offering?" His voice was dripping with disdain. "You're a cornered rat now. You're barely holding on to you
"Warrick's blade technique is terrifying," Mulder mumbled. "This should be the finishing blow, right?"Watching from a distance, he was awestruck by the dazzling blade aura. Only now did he truly grasp the sheer gulf between Warrick and Dustin.Warrick's strike descended with such overwhelming force that it seemed to split the earth and obliterate everything in its path. Even from 300 feet away, the pressure rolling off it sent a chill down Mulder's spine.Under Mulder's stunned gaze, Warrick brought his full weight down, with blade and body merging into a single force that swallowed Dustin whole.The instant they clashed, an incandescent explosion of light erupted. It was so blinding that Mulder couldn't even open his eyes.A split second later, a deafening blast erupted, and a shockwave shot outward like a tidal surge. The force flattened the waves and overturned several fishing boats docked at the pier.Even Mulder, more than 300 feet away, was caught in the blast and tumbled
"So what if I am? And what if I push even further?" Dustin's smile slowly faded. "If you don't like it, do something about it."There was no reasoning with tyrants like Warrick."Punk, are you really willing to risk your life against me? Have you ever considered what happens if you lose?" Warrick's face turned grim as a wave of killing intent spread from him.He had already taken a step back to avoid unnecessary trouble. If Dustin refused to back down, there was no choice but to fight."Cut the crap. You wanna fight, fight." Dustin didn't bother with more words. With a flick of his wrist, a silver needle shot out and aimed toward Warrick's forehead—silent, unassuming, but deadly."Hmm?" Warrick's brow furrowed as he instinctively raised his arm. Sparks flew as the needle deflected off his arm and buried into the ground."Oh? You've mastered the Adamantine Body Technique?" Dustin narrowed his eyes. At that instant, he saw through Warrick's technique. Not only was he halfway
Mulder's body trembled, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. His energy drained, and his entire being seemed to collapse.Dustin's finger flick had not only shattered his sword but also injured his internal organs. With the effects of the enhanced serum wearing off, Mulder was now back to his original state and completely spent.His once-powerful frame now shrank like a punctured balloon. He looked as if he had aged ten years in an instant. Mulder could no longer fight. Even standing up was a challenge."He's finished," Dustin said coolly, then looked at Warrick. "Now it's your turn.""Hmm?" Warrick frowned, and his expression turned serious.Dustin's display of strength earlier had made him feel a sense of crisis. If they fought head-on, there was no telling who would come out on top.But Warrick was just one step away from escaping West Lucozia, bound for Artea and a life of freedom and luxury. He had no intention of risking his life in battle unless he absolutely