An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Thousands of golden whips lashed out with the force of a storm, and it was impossible to dodge.

The group led by Bailey launched their attacks to block and continually struck the golden whips. With each collision, energy erupted, followed by loud booming sounds. 1

Arion stood firm like a mountain. His body was enveloped in golden light as he swung his whips. Even though he was outnumbered, he still held the advantage.

Bailey and the others couldn’t break through at all. A few slightly weaker gods from the Hall of Gods were forced to retreat with each lash and struggled to withstand the onslaught.

At that moment, everyone finally realized the terrifying power of Dragonmarsh’s strongest martial artist. Even the attacks evolved from the Glow Incantation were enough to throw them off balance.

“I don’t believe these things can stop me!”

Bailey roared as his body began to change. His already large frame grew even bulkier, like a small mountain. His shirt tore as his muscles expanded, and his muscles became dense and rock- like beneath his skin.

Along with his size, he experienced an explosion of hair growth that turned into a thick, unruly coat that covered his face, chest, and limbs. Then, sharp claws sprouted from his big hand.

He looked like a towering black bear walking upright at a glance-strong, brutal, ferocious, and commanding.

After his transformation, Bailey’s strength and defense skyrocketed. The golden whips that once threatened him now barely scratched his skin. Instead, he effortlessly tore them apart with his bare hands.

The golden whip blocking his

closed in on Arion, he threw a thunderous

shook the ground. The seemingly impenetrable Glow Incantation trembled under the force of the

rippled outward and forced Bailey to retreat a few steps. After a brief pause, he stepped forward again, and his fists rained down like

the shimmering barrier. Under his relentless assault, the

the others into

other elites seized the moment and used their supreme

the mightiest would fall

that the Glow Incantation couldn’t hold up, Arion formed a single -handed seal and

Let the storm descend!”

a deep, resonant hum, a massive Eight Trigrams Formation appeared in the night sky. It spanned over

and thunder rumbled as

gestured down

brilliantly, unleashing thick, purple lightning bolts as wide as a man’s arm. Lightning rained down in relentless waves as countless

as they hastily activated their protection armor energy. They had all witnessed the sheer destructive power of Arion’s Stormcraft. Even the formidable Willem had been blown away without mercy,