“According to the investigation, Dusk Titan was killed by the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order, while the Shadow Prince and The Dust of Angel were taken down by someone named Dustin Rhys.” Hank didn’t mince words as he detailed the entire incident.

Losing those three elite fighters was a serious blow to the Hall of Gods. They had planned a two-pronged attack.

To claim the championship title in the Combat Tournament and shatter the spirit of Dragonmarsh’s martial artists while secretly raiding their treasures to block their fortunes.

But before they could even get started, Plan A was already a bust. They had lost their top elites and suffered a major hit to their reputation.

“I know about the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order, but where did this Dustin Rhys come from?” Bailey’s expression darkened as he spoke.

He had researched Abigail, the second- ranked master on Dragonmarsh’s Legendary List. It wasn’t surprising that George had died in her hand.

But Bailey had never heard of Dustin.

Jeremiah was a force to be reckoned with. He was comparable to the ultimate grandmaster when at full strength. Even Abigail might find him a challenge. What kind of upstart could take down two of their top elites?

“Dustin’s identity is a mystery. We don’t have any leads on him yet.” A chill crept down his spine as Hank spoke. It was as if a predator was watching him.

He quickly added, “However, I’ve had a brief encounter with Dustin. I suggest we try to recruit him.”

“Recruit him?” Bailey reined in his lethal intent and asked curiously, What’s your plan?”

take down our two top elites proves his strength. If we offer him a substantial reward to join the Hall of Gods, it would be a win-win situation,” Hank

was wiser to forge alliances than to create enemies. This was a

him into the Hall of Gods, that would be ideal. But

alongside the Dragonmarsh martial artists to draw the

man who had just killed Jeremiah was the same pawn he had sought to recruit days

want to let a wolf into

breaking into the top eight, he was bound to attract attention from various factions in Dragonmarsh. Bailey knew convincing him to betray his homeland wouldn’t be easy. Even if Dustin agreed, trusting him

sure I can recruit him. As for

vial. “This is a poison I’ve carefully crafted. It specifically targets the Dragonmarsh elites. If someone takes it without my antidote, they’ll

sparkled with approval. “I didn’t realize you had a plan ready, Mr. Styles. It seems I was worried for nothing. You take care of this

who would risk their lives

I’ll handle it immediately.” Hank

they’d lost. No matter the cost, Hank was determined to recruit him for the Hall of

wind was cutting like a blade. Just as Dustin finished his dinner and was about to head to his room

“Hey, Dustin!”

to see Hank stepping forward with

Dustin recognized

talk?” Hank glanced around

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