Torres' dagger was made of darksteel, which was virtually indestructible.Stabbing someone with the dagger should have been like a knife cutting through butter. Then, why had he not been able to harm Dustin? Who exactly was he?"Are you still going to put up a fight?" Dustin slowly turned around to face him, his gaze sharp."Go to hell!" Torres took a step back, creating distance between them. At the same time, he threw a volley of poisoned darts at Dustin. They rained down on him instantly.With a cold expression, Dustin simply brushed them away with a wave of his hand.With a whoosh, Dustin reflected all the darts at Torres.Unable to dodge in time, most of the poisoned darts hit Torres. He fell to the ground on the spot.As he tried to get up, Dustin placed his foot on Torres' chest, pinning him. Torres could not move."Spill! Who on earth are you?" Dustin looked down at him, an impassive look in his eyes."I'm someone you cannot afford to cross. So get the hell off me an
"No way! The experts from the Glenstead martial arts alliance lost? What is going on?""Who on earth is this person? He went up against three of them alone and still emerged victorious?""No! That's impossible! How can a nobody defeat three Heavenly Immortals?"Chaos broke out among the crowd when they saw the result of the match.Everyone was shocked and in disbelief. Nobody could accept that an unknown martial artist defeated three of the top ten Heavenly Immortals."How did this happen? How could we have lost?" Conrad stared, wide-eyed in disbelief. Over the years, he had experienced many things. But when faced with such an unbelievable outcome, he still found it hard to remain calm. It had seemed sure that they would win, so how did things turn out this way? "What on earth happened just now?" Brutus frowned, still in disbelief.Over in the arena, one was poisoned, one had their head severed, and another's chest exploded. The three Heavenly Immortals were dead and wounde
Conrad was so furious that he walked away without a word."Glenstead martial arts alliance got off to a good start. But in the end, the tables turned, and they lost. How embarrassing!"The crowd that supported the Glenstead martial arts alliance left in a huff. Glenstead martial arts alliance had lost in a three-to-one match. It was too shameful for them to stay on any longer.This year's tournament had twists and turns. In the end, Dustin emerged as the dark horse. He, alone, brought the Balerno martial arts alliance to victory.From that moment, he became the most sought-after talent who was respected and welcomed by all.Ronald set up a huge feast at the alliance headquarters to celebrate their victory. Many guests were invited to the event, and Dustin was inevitably the star of the night. Countless martial arts experts and seniors in the field turned up to congratulate him. Dustin was pushed into the spotlight.The grand celebratory party was held in the lounge of the allia
"H—he's dead?" Dustin was shocked, looking at Paul lying there lifelessly. His eyes widened in disbelief.The sudden turn of events caught him off guard, and he had trouble processing what he saw. How could this be? Why did Paul die? Who did it?Paul was a grandmaster martial artist, one of the five ultimate grandmasters of Balerno! Who was capable of killing him? The killer carried out the deed so quietly without anyone finding out. Who could it be?Dustin's mind raced, trying hard to catch any trace of abnormality and make sense of the situation. However, he could not make heads or tails of the situation.Everything had happened too suddenly, without even the slightest sign.Dustin crouched down to check Paul's body. He noticed that his body still had a lingering trace of warmth to it. From that, he deduced that the time of death was less than an hour ago. And before he died, he had been intoxicated by a substance that had messed with his senses, which led to delayed rea
"Spring! Don't waste your breath on him! He must pay dearly for murdering Father!" Autumn roared. "Guards! Avenge my father and chop this rascal up into pieces!""Yes, sir!" Everyone in the Hill household wielded their weapons and closed in on Dustin."Listen, this is all a trap. Someone deliberately planned all this to set me up!" Dustin explained as he dodged their attacks. He finally realized that something was amiss. Paul had been assassinated right when he was supposed to meet him. It was all too much of a coincidence. Someone was blatantly out to frame him. "Charge! Kill him!"None of the Hills were ready to hear him out. They charged at him relentlessly, every move intending to kill. Paul was the backbone of the family. He represented the honor and glory of the Hills. Now that he was murdered in their home, it was only natural that they would be furious. Their only wish right now was to kill Dustin and avenge Paul. "Everyone, please give me some time! I will cer
"D-Dustin? How could it be him?" Ronald was taken aback. He was in total disbelief. They had just been discussing how they were going to nurture him. And now, something like this happened. "Could you be mistaken? Why would Dustin murder Sir Paul?" one of the elders asked."It's true! I got the news firsthand from the Hills household. There were many eyewitnesses too! There's no mistaking it!" the member said solemnly. "How could that be? Has he gone crazy?" "To think that we were just talking about helping him grow! Who would've thought that he's such a merciless beast?""He's a threat to the alliance!" After hearing the news was true, the elders were all upset and furious. Paul Hill had made tremendous contributions to the Balerno martial arts alliance. He was a figure of great importance. Everyone who met him had to show him a certain level of respect. For such a respectable person to be killed evoked a sense of anger and resentment in them. And even more so when th
Zephyr Lodge, on the outskirts of town, was now the base for Kirin Gang.Dustin had gone there to lay low after he left the Hill family residence. The Hills were upset. So, there was no point in trying to explain himself to them. The best course of action was to uncover the truth to prove his innocence. Who was the one who murdered Paul? Why did the murderer set him up? With those questions in mind, Dustin ordered everyone in Kirin Gang to uncover the truth. Everyone available was sent out to gather information. Time was of the essence. They had to stabilize the situation before things got worse. "Sir Rhys!" Nelson barged into the meeting room with sweat running down his face. "Sir Rhys! We've got trouble! The Hills and their men are headed for Zephyr Lodge!""So soon?" Dustin frowned.They had just started using Zephyr Lodge as their base. Only a handful of people knew its location. He never thought they would be able to track him down within mere hours. It was obvious
Dustin was surprised by the dagger that clattered noisily by his feet.The dagger was indeed the one that Ronald gave him. But after a few drinks last night, he had put it in his room.He hadn't paid the dagger much attention this morning when he left for the Hill family residence. He hadn't expected it would be the weapon that killed Paul! And because of that, he was now the prime suspect! "Well? Do you have anything else to say? Are you going to tell me that the dagger had been stolen?" Spring asked darkly. Dustin furrowed his brow. He swallowed back the words on the tip of his tongue. It was true. He indeed wanted to say that the dagger had been stolen. But at this point, no one was going to believe that. "Rascal, we've got solid evidence now. Let's see how you get out of this!" Autumn roared. "Dad! Don't waste your breath on him. Just kill him right now to avenge Granddad!" Torben egged him on from behind. "Dustin! Did you really kill Sir Paul?" Ronald, who had been
"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
"This is interesting." Dustin smirked as the dense barrage of swords came slashing down at him. In the blink of an eye, his figure dissolved into a wisp of smoke and vanished.A storm of sword shadows carrying the force that could split rivers and overturn seas crashed down on the fishing boat where he had just been standing. The entire vessel broke apart in an instant—some sinking into the depths while others drifted across the water."What? He dodged it?" Warrick's eyes flickered with surprise.Mulder's attack just now had been a 360-degree attack. Once caught in its range, there was no chance to dodge—only the option to endure. He couldn't understand how Dustin had managed to avoid it. Did he just teleport?"Hiding like a coward? What kind of warrior are you? Come fight me face-to-face."Frustrated after his attack missed again, Mulder grew desperate. His enhanced serum would only last for 15 minutes. If this dragged on, he'd collapse from exhaustion before Dustin even touche
"Oh? Are we going all out now?" Dustin smirked, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.Mulder, who had advanced to become a grandmaster martial artist through drugs, had a weak foundation. Even after taking the enhanced serum, he still posed no threat to Dustin. If Mulder were a hundred times stronger, he might just barely be able to fight Dustin.As the serum's effects pushed his body to the limit, Mulder suddenly let out a furious roar. His muscles swelled rapidly, and his bones cracked as they expanded. His body grew larger at an alarming rate, and his clothes tore apart under the strain.His six-foot frame stretched to nearly seven feet in mere moments as his body swelled to monstrous proportions. His face twisted fiercely, and his skin darkened as black scales surfaced.With another guttural growl, his roar turned beastlike. He grabbed his shredded shirt and ripped it away, exposing his broad chest covered in dark scales. A faint, eerie sheen flickered across their surface."D