An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“You’ve done so much for me. How could I ever forget your kindness?” Grace smiled and asked, “By the way, with the Hall of Gods going all out to recruit you, they must have some tasks lined up for you, right? They don’t invest like that without expecting a return.”

“You’re right.” Dustin nodded. He said candidly, “They want me on their side partly because of my potential but also because they need my help with their plan to invade Sacred Wyrm Summit.”

“As expected, they’re as ambitious as ever.” She narrowed her eyes and asked, “Did they tell you any specific details of the plan?”

“No.” He shook his head. “Mr. Styles said that aside from the God King, no one knows the details, not even him. Everyone just follows orders.”

“That definitely fits their style.” Grace nodded.

She wasn’t surprised since the Hall of Gods was always extremely cautious regarding major operations. Even those at the god level, who had served for many years, weren’t privy to the entire plan.

Their level of confidentiality made it difficult for Dragonmarsh’s insiders within the Hall of Gods to gather valuable intelligence.

“Now it’s just a waiting game. But you need to be ready. I’ll let you know when I get any news,” Dustin said.

“Great. I’ll be waiting for your update.” Grace nodded.

much else. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he quietly returned to the tavern where he was

Fenley and Alloy were

through to the ultimate grandmaster level, but it’ll have lasting effects on your future growth. You really need to

small box containing the tablet on the table. His expression turned serious as he warned

to take this risk,” Fenley

improve. If I can’t break through to the ultimate grandmaster level, I won’t

pressure from dark horses like Dustin, Fenley finally realized a harsh truth-the tournament was brutal. If he didn’t give it everything he had, victory would slip

that in mind, Fenley decided to take the leap and break through to the next level. It was the

your choice, I won’t try to dissuade you. Focus on

tournament the next day would be out of reach. Moreover, securing

let you down.” Fenley nodded before swallowing the Advancil. He began to absorb its power in preparation

sat beside him and stayed vigilant. After all, Fenley was the future hope of the

contestants were taking enhancement tablets, while others were refining their

was preparing for tomorrow’s match

was already bustling with people. Representatives from all major guilds and factions had gathered. Even some high-profile experts who typically avoid the

prestigious tournament the martial world had seen in a century, with nearly all the younger martial