An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

The spectators were shocked by Truce’s death. What was expected to be a routine match ended in a shocking turn of events. It was genuinely bewildering.

“Hmm?” Oron frowned as he looked at the lifeless body under the battle ring.

He hadn’t expected the heavily injured Jeremiah could still deliver such a lethal blow. The single strike that killed Truce caught Oron off guard.

Although battles could be unpredictable and fate often decided the outcome, losing a skilled expert like Truce was a significant loss for Dragonmarsh.

“That priest has some talent. Despite being in the fight for so long, he’s still holding back his full power. Impressive. “Sitting in the front row with a clear view of the battle ring, Alloy narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

He had watched the entire fight unfold and noticed Jeremiah had relied solely on his physical strength. Alloy could tell Jeremiah had more skills in reserve.

“Hmph! Just a half-human, half- demon freak. Not exactly a game- changer.” Cyrus sneered with a contemptuous glare.

The Streuquans were always obsessed with bizarre advancements like genetic enhancement, human modifications, and so on.

While these might offer a temporary power boost, they were shortcuts and ultimately ineffective against true strength.

“If I’m not mistaken, the three foreign contestants are from the Hall of Gods, right?” Kaden asked nonchalantly.

opportunity to assert their dominance at Sacred

strength and conserved his

perceptiveness. He was poised to break through and become an ultimate grandmaster. Hence, his death was a

dogs on us, then

look of silent agreement. They knew that any internal conflicts would need to

The first match is over. The winner

the spectators remained silent. The mood might have been different if it had been a simple matter of winning

had lost his life. Under

Oron immediately carried Truce’s body away and summoned a team to repair the

to repair. The damage could be fixed in under five minutes by pouring molten Abyssal stone into the cracks and pits. Once the liquid had cooled, the ring would be as good as

the second match. Contestants 2 and 31, please come to the ring.”

toward the battle ring, one on the

tall and had a cool, composed look. She carried a long spear and radiated the distinct presence of a female general. She was

had a striking figure and an enchanting beauty.

Young, impassioned men struggled to maintain their composure. They were left breathless, and their eyes widened with fascination. To them, she was the

She’s Veronica Campbell, a senior disciple from the Celestial Alliance. But who is the one

that look, she