"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
"Hello, is this Mr. Langford? Dahlia has something to say to you." Florence shoved the phone to Dahlia as soon as the call got through. "Dahlia? Let me know if you need any help. I'll definitely get it done if I can," a voice drawled. "It's me, Mr. Langford," Dahlia responded stiffly. "I'll get to the point. I have a friend who's in trouble and has been arrested by the military. I hope you can help me save him." "Arrested by the military? Your friend must be into hot water," Luis guessed arrogantly. "I wouldn't have turned to you if I had another choice," Dahlia responded tiredly. "What's your friend's name?" "Dustin Rhys." "Alright. I'll help you on one condition." "What is it?" "Treat me to dinner tonight," Luis responded frankly. "Um …" Dahlia stiffened, instantly understanding what he meant. "You won't refuse such a small request, would you?" Luis teased half-jokingly. "Of course not." Dahlia forced a smile. "It's nothing compared to what you're willing to h
Dustin had boarded the plane back to Oakvale. His trip to Sacred Wrym Summit had been full of ups and downs. From the Combat Tournament to the invasion of the Hall of Gods, his journey had been perilous. Thankfully, the outcome was favorable. He had won the championship at the tournament, acquired three Dracan essences, and ultimately foiled the Hall of Gods' plan. In every way, the mission had been nearly flawless.After bidding farewell to his newfound allies, Dustin joined Grace on the return flight. Four of the five Dracan essences had already been gathered, leaving only one remaining. According to Grace, the last essence had been located, and the person holding it was in Oakvale. Though their identity was still unknown, she suspected it was most likely one of the three princes.With the position of heir to the throne still uncertain, the three princes were all eager to secure their power. Whoever obtained the Dracan essence would be blessed with fortune and have a higher c
The chaos of the night quickly settled.By morning, as the first light of dawn broke across the horizon, Sacred Wrym Summit had regained its usual tranquility. Yet, the bloodstains across the ground and the wreckage of buildings stood as grim reminders of the previous night's violence.The military forces summoned by Grace had already taken the Hall of Gods' prisoners into custody.Rumors spread like wildfire, fueling gossip throughout the martial world as all the major guilds watched with keen interest. After all, very few in history had ever dared to challenge Sacred Wrym Summit, and a bold invasion aimed at destroying it was nothing short of unprecedented.The outcome was clear to all who bore witness. After many years, the world had come to recognize the true terror of Arion. He was no mere mortal—he was almost a godlike figure.…Inside the Hall of Gods' headquarters in Streuqua, the core members were gathered, seated in two rows on either side of the grand hall.On the thr
After dealing with the Hall of Gods' elite fighters, Arion disappeared in a blur. When he reappeared, he was hovering above the forbidden ground of Sacred Wrym Summit.The scene at the entrance to the forbidden ground was one of utter carnage. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, and rivers of blood flowed freely. All members of the Hall of Gods, including Hank, lay motionless on the ground.Dustin and Willard, both covered in blood and exuding killing intent, had fought fiercely. After a long, grueling fight, they succeeded in defending the forbidden ground of Sacred Wrym Summit. They had thwarted the Hall of Gods' plan to destroy the Dracan force.At that instant, Dustin seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up. Through the mist and darkness, he pinpointed Arion's figure hovering above. Arion smiled faintly and nodded at Dustin before disappearing again.Crossing several mountains in mere seconds, Arion arrived above the Sacred Wrym Summit's grand hall. Below, the discipl
When the dust finally settled, Arion was the only one left standing.Bailey, Willem, Anthony, Batuul, the three elite assassins from Eskus, and several gods from the Hall of Gods were either dead or gravely injured.Willem's body had been blasted into countless pieces. Each fragment wriggled on the ground as it struggled to piece together. Batuul fared even worse. He was utterly obliterated, leaving no trace behind, not even ashes. On the contrary, Bailey and the three Eskus assassins had both their arms severed and were gravely wounded. Though Anthony's limbs were still intact, his crushed internal organs left him coughing up blood. The backlash from the demonic blade had also taken a devastating toll on his body. He now appeared decades older, his face gaunt and hollow, his hair gray. His frail frame made him look like a man standing at death's door."H-How is this possible? No… this can't be happening!" Bailey's expression was a mixture of shock and disbelief as he stared a
Arion's sudden appearance caught everyone off guard. They stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed. What was going on? Wasn't Arion already dead? How could he be standing there in front of them? Could it be a ghost?They exchanged baffled looks, and their faces were filled with disbelief. They couldn't make sense of it. How could Arion possibly be alive? It was beyond their comprehension."You… you're not dead?" No one was more shocked than Willem. After all his effort, he had finally found the chance to bite into Arion's neck and drain every drop of his blood.He was certain Arion had died—there was no way he could have survived. But if Arion was dead, who was this person standing before them?"Everyone, calm down!" Bailey spoke up. "Arion's body is still over there. This person must be an imposter."At his words, everyone turned to look at the corpse lying nearby.Bailey was right. The body was still there, and there was no way Arion could still be alive. So, the person in front o
As the Snow Maiden attacked, Batuul's illusory Elephantine stirred into action. With a mighty roar, it charged forward and slammed into Arion. Its tusks, sharp as spears, aimed directly at his chest.Caught in the swirling snow, Arion couldn't avoid the attack and quickly invoked the Glow Incantation to shield himself. The tusks collided with the barrier in a deafening crash. The impact sent Arion flying, and the golden light surrounding him shattered like glass. Clearly, the illusory Elephantine's strength had far exceeded the Glow Incantation's limits.As Arion was tossed into the air, the three-headed, six-armed Chimera Wrath seized its moment. With six different weapons in hand, it launched a relentless assault.Arion swung his sword to block but was driven further back with each blow. With no solid footing in midair, his agility was useless against the onslaught.After several exchanges, one of the Chimera's weapons struck Arion squarely in the chest, sending him crashing to
After a prolonged battle, Anthony and the others finally realized the gravity of the situation.Arion wasn't just a sword master but also had unpredictable agility. No matter how they attacked, they couldn't even land a single hit. On top of that, his sword was a constant threat.If this deadlock continued, the situation would only worsen. So, when Bailey spoke, they knew it was time for decisive action, and there was no turning back. It was either kill or be killed.At that moment, Anthony, who had been holding back, finally decided to use his ultimate technique. He bit his finger and smeared the blood across his blade. His lips moved quickly as if whispering an incantation."Snow Maiden, arise!" As soon as the words left his mouth, he swung his sword. A white figure shot out and hovered in the air. It was a woman with fair skin and mesmerizing beauty. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, her dress was as white as snow, and her eyes had a sinister gleam.The moment she appe
"How many tricks does this old geezer have?"The impact of the divine talisman explosion left everyone both shocked and enraged. No one had expected that Arion would still manage to unleash such a powerful supreme divine power even after the Glow Incantation was broken and the lightning strikes failed to cause any harm.The impact of the thousands of divine talismans exploding at once was terrifying. Only the strongest fighters—Willem, Bailey, and Batuul—could withstand it. The rest of the group was severely injured. At that moment, they finally realized the terrifying strength of Dragonmarsh's strongest man."Impressive," Willem said, landing smoothly after being thrown back. His withered skin was now covered in cracks, and blood oozed from it.Most of the shockwave from the explosion had hit him directly. Despite his impressive defense, he still took some damage. However, these injuries were nothing to him. His wounds had already healed within a few seconds, as if nothing had hap
Willem's wings, black as night with a metallic sheen, erupted from his back. Fully extended, they stretched over 30 feet. With a gentle flap, a storm of wind and eerie howls swept through the air. The sheer force was intimidating to behold.His appearance had also undergone a drastic transformation. Willem's once-handsome face was now gaunt, his skin wrinkled, and his cheekbones jutted out. Fangs protruded from his mouth, and two sharp horns sprouted from his head. He had grown taller, but his body was unnaturally thin, with his ribs and sternum visible beneath his skin. From a distance, he looked like a towering, monstrous skeleton. It was an unsettling sight that sent a chill down anyone's spine.This was Willem's ultimate form. After the transformation, his speed, strength, defense, and reflexes were greatly enhanced. His thirst for blood grew even more intense, turning him into a bloodthirsty demon.The gods, who had expressed dissatisfaction moments ago, now stood paralyzed