“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.”

in his lethal intent and asked curiously,

If we offer him a substantial reward to join the Hall of Gods, it would

forge alliances than to create

we can bring him into the Hall of Gods, that would be ideal. But do you believe you can pull it off?” Bailey asked

I had a chance to approach Dustin. Initially, I meant to use him as a pawn alongside the Dragonmarsh martial artists to draw the attention of Sacred Wrym Summit. But after witnessing his capabilities, I believe he’s worth

Jeremiah was the same pawn he had

to let a

Dragonmarsh. Bailey knew convincing him to betray his homeland

I can recruit him. As for

sly smile as he produced a small vial. “This is a poison I’ve carefully crafted. It specifically targets the Dragonmarsh elites. If someone takes it without my

approval. “I didn’t realize you had a plan ready, Mr. Styles. It seems

all, who would risk their lives for a fight unless they were fearless? But

Hank nodded and

had already proven more valuable than the three elites they’d lost. No matter the cost, Hank

blade. Just as Dustin finished his dinner and was about to head to his room to rest, a voice called

“Hey, Dustin!”

forward with

Styles?” Dustin

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