An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

After the collision, Reagan was propelled more than ten yards backward, coughing out blood.

His entire arm was shattered, causing the Inferno Fury Spear to be hurled away, ultimately leaving him sprawled on the ground, struggling to breathe.

“Are you alright, Your Highness?” Albert quickly advanced, assisting the trembling Dustin.

“I’m fine .” Dustin sensed a rush of blood and vitality coursing through him, his arm tingling, and he struggled to maintain a steady grip on his sword.

Despite Reagan being in critical condition, Dustin couldn’t overlook the potency of his recent forceful attack- it had compelled Dustin to spit out blood.

Fortunately, Reagan’s body had already succumbed to the Deicide Venom. Otherwise, the fight’s outcome might not have been in Dustin’s favor.

out a feeble

it with deep imprints. His already fierce visage took on an even

advanced with the Celestial Blade in

figure, Reagan now seemed like a dying elderly-pitiful, miserable, and with a hint of ferocious struggle in the face of impending

scoundrel! If not for your scheming,

will not yield to it even in the face of

Rufus, Prince of West Lucozia and the current ruler of the

to defeat against a group of inexperienced youths. This fact proved challenging to acknowledge and intensified his determination not

“Despicable?” Dustin snorted.

added, “How ironic that you’re the one saying this! You orchestrated the assassination of my father, sowed discord, and manipulated my uncle into rebellion, plunging West Lucozia into

more despicable than

high principles. It’s laughable. Besides, I don’t care whether you accept it or not.

maniacal laughter. “Logan, even if you kill me, what does it

Guard run deep, and its members are scattered far and wide. Even after my demise, others will rise to avenge me, wiping out