An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

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

is

he’s holding looks strange. It feels like it’s been corrupted by dark

the world. It was broken by a mysterious elder and

Demonblade and the Bloodfiery Rampage technique, he’s like supercharging a beast. That Mystic Arts Order disciple doesn’t

couldn’t help but feel a chill as they watched Kendricks enveloped in

find the Demonblade, but wielding it was even more difficult. Most swordsmen couldn’t even draw the blade.

Kendricks seemed unfazed, which showed he had completely mastered the Demonblade and become

an honor to die by its

and unembellished slash. But the moment

to consume everything in its path. Wherever it swept through, the ground withered, and the air felt

Parasol!” Azalea acted without hesitation and

the air and radiated a fierce crimson light. It formed a towering wall between her and the incoming dark blade

the towering wall and shattered the Abyssal Parasol. The defensive divine artifact exploded and proved ineffective against Kendricks’

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

block the attack, she shouted desperately,

struck down from the sky and hit the dark blade aura.