An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The lack of strict rules at Sacred Wrym Summit allowed Abigail to set up betting pools.

Caleb couldn’t resist the urge to play a few rounds out of curiosity. He initially had some luck and racked up a decent win. But the tide turned, and he lost everything he had won.

With the excitement and adrenaline pumping, he had nothing else to wager, so he bet with the Divine Talisman. From that moment on, it spiraled out of control.

It wasn’t until he lost dozens of talismans that he finally realized he was over his head and decided to give up. Hence, the talismans in Azalea’s possession were a result of his reckless gambling.

“Where did you get a Divine Talisman? “Kendricks frowned as his expression darkened.

The Divine Talisman was a hallmark of Sacred Wyrm Summit, and the lightning talisman she had used earlier was particularly rare. Kendricks found it absurd that a disciple from the Mystic Arts Order would possess the talismans.

“Heh… it’s a secret.” Azalea grinned.

Before the match, Abigail had given her three Divine Talismans. Azalea had already used one with impressive results. If she played her cards right with the other two, there might still be a glimmer of hope to win the match.

“Hmph! Do you think you can defeat me with the Divine Talisman? Dream on.” Kendricks tossed his golden saber to the ground, where it sank deep into the battle ring and left the hilt sticking up. He then slowly unsheathed a black blade from his back.

It was a broken sword, entirely black and seemingly unremarkable. Yet the moment he unsheathed it, his entire demeanor changed dramatically. He exuded a chilling intensity, fierce and filled with commanding power.

mist appeared, and he

Kendricks is going

It feels like it’s been corrupted by

by a mysterious elder and sealed away. I can’t believe it ended up in Kendricks’ hands. It still possesses world- shattering power even if it

Rampage technique, he’s like supercharging a beast. That Mystic Arts Order

feel a chill as they watched Kendricks enveloped in

was even more difficult. Most swordsmen couldn’t even draw the blade. Even

unfazed, which showed he had completely

draw the Demonblade. Consider it an honor to die by its edge.” As

slash. But

Wherever it swept through, the ground withered, and the air felt thick and heavy. Though silent, it

acted without hesitation

parasol soared into the air and radiated a fierce crimson light. It

through the towering wall and shattered the Abyssal Parasol. The defensive divine

frantically unleashing a barrage of hidden weapons. But no matter how she attacked or defended, her poison darts disintegrated when

evade or block the attack,

as she said that, a bolt of blue lightning struck down from the sky and hit the dark blade

dissipated, Oron stood protectively before Azalea in the