An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The revelation struck them. A concealed truth existed despite the plethora of martial arts experts and the constant emergence of formidable figures. None dared to confront the authorities directly because of the vast disparity in strength.

As a massive force of several hundred thousand soldiers advanced, even the most extraordinary skills proved futile. In any sect, confronting the elite forces of the authorities meant certain doom.

The command echoed, “Surround them!”

Instantly, a hundred thousand troops encircled not only Dustin but also the surrounding onlookers, creating layers upon layers. Armed with guns and knives, each person exuded a piercing gaze and an unmistakable aura of hostility.

“I’m Anders Mosey, the Veros Warrior. Where are the eight commanders?” As Anders advanced, he showcased his imposing demeanor.

As a God of War, standing before a second-tier general was unquestionably a demotion. Even the influential commanders, acknowledged as the Eight Sovereigns, would lower their heads in his presence.

All soldiers were prepared, seemingly oblivious to his

going on? Where are your commanders?” Anders felt a bit

couldn’t bring his three- hundred-thousand-strong Fang Legion to Oakvale, his identity

City Forces fall under

face beardless, strolled forward with composure. Tall and thin, his high- pitched voice left a

the man, Anders couldn’t help but feel his gaze tighten, swiftly masking

low official position, this person had a special status. He wasn’t just a close attendant to

Anders, you’ve worked hard today. Leave the upcoming matters to me.” Nestor nodded slightly, maintaining

return and

significance on Dustin. They not only deployed a hundred thousand troops but also called upon Nestor,

himself. His public appearance today not only indicated Dustin’s impending demise but also proved that the so- called King was merely a puppet

again.” Nestor shifted

cold, a hint of hostility in his eyes. Nestor was a lackey of the Dragon Guard,

have come to Oakvale. It’s even worse to investigate the truth of the past. Why not live peacefully in Swinton as an