"What?" In the corner, Ezra stood wide-eyed, witnessing the unbelievable scene. The once-revered Caspian, an elite of the Mystic Arts Order, crumbled under a single strike from Dustin. Caspian, someone close to reaching the grandmaster status, was easily overpowered by Dustin. It was unimaginable"What? You're not dead yet?" Dustin raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. Even with just ten percent of the force, that last hit could've taken out anyone below the grandmaster level. The armor took the hit and saved Caspian from getting a chest-sized hole through him.Caspian coughed up blood, and bones seemed to have shattered. Even with the protective armor, his chest crumbled like twigs, and his internal organs were severely damaged."H-How can you be so powerful? Are you a grandmaster?" Caspian questioned, shocked. Caspian's face contorted in fear as he clutched his chest in pain. Despite being halfway to becoming a grandmaster, he was defeated by someone so young as Dustin.
"Stop right there!" Just as Dustin was about to finish Caspian, a sudden shout cut through the air. At the same time, a projectile shot out of the shadows, a deadly dart aimed right at Dustin's back.Dustin raised an eyebrow, swiftly turned around, and caught the dart with two fingers. Upon taking a closer look, it was a poisoned dart. It emanated a dark aura, sporting the mark written "Mystic". It was an object from Mystic Arts Order!"Who are you? You dare to attack a disciple of the Mystic Arts Order? You've got some nerve!" At this moment, an old woman in black robes emerged from the shadows.The old lady had a weathered appearance, a petite figure that seemed ordinary. But her eyes were exceptionally cold and sharp, like venomous snakes. It instilled fear in anyone who caught her gaze."Madam Beatrix? Madam Beatrix, save me!" Seeing her, Caspian acted like he had just found a lifeline. He stumbled towards her, seeking refuge.Though others might not know, he knew that Bea
In an instant, Beatrix's arm felt numb, and her heartbeat quickened."What's happening?" She watched her trembling arm in shock. Beatrix was skilled in both mystic and martial arts and had nearly achieved the rank of a grandmaster. But now, she found herself at a disadvantage against Dustin.Just how strong was this kid?"How about now? Still want to stand in my way?" Dustin remained indifferent, hoping to teach her a lesson so she'd back off for certain reasons."You're formidable, young man. I admire that." Beatrix took a deep breath, suppressing the surging blood within. "Unfortunately, you're destined to lose today. Look at your palm; it's turning black, isn't it?""Your poison is useless against me," Dustin shook his head. His body was immune to poisons, especially after breaking through."Useless?" Beatrix sneered. "Young man, you're overestimating yourself and underestimating the Mystic Arts Order! "The toxin we've used is lethal even for grandmasters. Right now, you
"Abigail?" Dustin stared at the sudden appearance of the white-haired young woman, genuinely surprised. The young woman was his only disciple, Abigail! It was unexpected for them to meet again after so many years, and she had undergone noticeable changes. She had become more beautiful and exuded a profound and mysterious aura; her every move was graceful."Hi Sir, surprised to see me?" She smiled."Kid, it's been so long! Not even a call to say you're well," Dustin said, intentionally keeping a stern face.He lightly tapped Abigail's head with his knuckles, shocking the Mystic Arts Order's high-level members. They couldn't believe their eyes.However, contrary to their expectations, the Grand Sorceress wasn't angry. Instead, she looked a bit guilty. She charmingly said, "Sir, I've been in seclusion. I just came out a few days ago, and things got a bit hectic. I genuinely forgot for a moment."The high-level members of the Mystic Arts Order were dumbfounded. What was going on
"What? Mentor?!" The room turned into a mess. Beatrix, Caspian, and Ezra stood frozen, shocked by the unexpected revelation. The idea that Dustin and Abigail had a mentor-disciple relationship, especially with the latter being the Grand Sorceress, was beyond what they had expected."How is that possible? How could this guy be connected to the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order?" Ezra widened his eyes, his fear evident. He shook uncontrollably. Eleanor claimed that Dustin was just an ordinary guy. How could he have such a powerful backing?"If you're going to take down my mentor, it's like taking me down," Abigail declared coldly, walking forward. Her icy gaze swept across the three, making each of them shudder. "Assassinating the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order—do you realize the severity of that crime?""Grand Sorceress, please have mercy! Please have mercy on me!" Caspian quickly bowed, pleading for forgiveness. "Grand Sorceress, I've seen the error of my ways
"Sir, what about this guy? You decide." Abigail glared at Ezra, who was on his knees. If looks could kill, Ezra would be dead by now.At that moment, Ezra snapped out of his daze, pleading, "Dustin, please don't kill me! I messed up; I won't mess with you again. I swear, I won't cross you from now on! Please, spare me!""Spare you?" Dustin chuckled, "After all your ploys to mess with me, you think I'd just let you off? Does that even make sense?"Ezra crawled over, grabbed Dustin's leg, and bawled, "Dustin! No, Sir Rhys! It wasn't me; it was all Eleanor's crazy idea! I just followed orders. Please, I'm begging you, let me off the hook!""Eleanor?" Dustin narrowed his eyes. "Tell me, was this attempt on my life payback, or did you have another scheme?"Ezra didn't hesitate and disclosed, "Due to the Dew Balm issue, we faced setbacks. So, Eleanor proposed to kidnap and rough you up. "They're hoping to extract more of top-notch formula to recover our losses and rebuild our reputati
"Whoa! So many members from the Mystic Arts Order are involved in this business deal. It must be something big!" Dustin exclaimed, looking surprised.Several grandmaster martial artists stood behind Abigail—some on the verge of becoming grandmasters and others who had become divine-level martial artists.With such power, which was exceptionally rare, they were more than capable of taking on the Four Ancient Houses."This is indeed significant because the person who initiated this deal is—" Abigail was about to speak, but an elder behind her interrupted, "Grand Sorceress! This is a crucial Mystic Arts Order secret. It must not be disclosed to outsiders!""What?" Abigail glanced back; her gaze startled the elder, who visibly shivered. "Let me make this clear. This person is my mentor, not an outsider. You better watch your words.""I apologize." The elder immediately lowered his head, genuinely fearful."Abigail, forget about it," Dustin said, shaking his head. "Since it's a se
"What?" Barry raised an eyebrow, puzzled. He observed Ezra, who appeared to be emotionally disturbed.Inwardly, Barry couldn't help but wonder, "Is there something wrong with his head? Why is he spouting nonsense?""Dad, stop standing there and give the order quickly! Or our Swanson family will be in real trouble!" Ezra urged impatiently.Ezra had been haunted by Dustin's words from the previous night. He might have avoided one disaster, but it didn't guarantee their safety. It could lead to deadly consequences if they continued associating with the Welch family.He reminded himself that Dustin was not just a martial arts expert but also the mentor of the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. With a single command, he could easily wipe out the Swanson family.In the face of a powerful dark sect and a prominent family, even the four ancient houses would be no match for them."Doctor, you assured me my son was fine. Why is he talking nonsense as soon as he wakes up?" Barry tu
Poseidon scoffed. "You're so full of yourself." The surrounding seawater surged violently. It transformed into countless razor-sharp water spikes and whistled toward Dustin. The deadly edges glinted under the sunlight. Like a silver rainstorm, the barrage swallowed every inch of space around him.Dustin's sharp gaze locked onto the incoming strikes. With a light swing of the Celestial Blade, a streak of black sword aura shot out. Every water spike in its path shattered into mist and rained down in a cascade of droplets.However, Poseidon refused to relent. His attacks came in endless waves, an unbroken torrent.He gripped his trident with both hands and spun it, creating several blue energy rings. Each one expanded rapidly and surged toward Dustin like crashing waves.Dustin's figure flickered and vanished from his spot. The next second, he reappeared just outside the energy rings.Hovering in midair, he spun at incredible speed. The Celestial Blade in his hand turned into a b
"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