An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity.

The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone.

To counter Sacred Wrym Summit’s Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks.

Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.

In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers.

They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.

In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only about a hundred people. Though each of them was highly skilled, they were still outnumbered, and as the battle raged on, they began to fall behind.

Fortunately, the disciples of Sacred Wrym Summit fought with seamless coordination. Their formation allowed them to hold their ground for a time. However, if their stamina were exhausted, the consequences would be disastrous.

“Mr. Bailey, we’ve taken over nearly every outpost on Sacred Wrym Summit. The main hall is the only area where some of them are still putting up a fight. But from the looks of it, they won’t hold out much longer.” A god- level expert dressed in black leaped onto the roof and delivered his report.

“What about Hank?” Bailey asked with an impassive expression. “How’s the progress on his end?”

The plan was to attack from multiple fronts. One group would infiltrate the Forbidden Ground, another would surround and kill the Sacred Wrym Summit experts, and the strongest group would ambush Arion. He aimed to achieve the maximum result in the shortest time possible.

haven’t heard from Mr. Styles yet, but he’s well-prepared with contingency plans. I’m

check and report

sir,” the god-level expert responded and gestured to two men,

Bailey-it was Blood Devil Willem. “Bailey, we’ve already brought the fight to their door. Why hasn’t that old

so- called number one of Dragonmarsh wouldn’t be a

in this mission was taking down Arion. For years, he had dominated the martial world of Dragonmarsh

Summit in danger, there was no way Arion would simply run without

say we need more bloodshed. Once we wipe out Sacred Wrym Summit, I’ll bet that old geezer will crawl out of hiding.” Willem

from above. ” Who dares

an undeniable authority like thunderclaps. Everyone within a hundred-yard radius felt a crushing weight, as though a mountain pressed down on

“Hmm?”

and Willem both turned their

not far behind them-a plump man with a round belly stood with his hands behind his back. He had a head full of silver hair and wore a simple, loose robe. His face looked warm and harmless, but the immense pressure

the seemingly friendly man before them was the target they had come to kill-Arion

combat stance. A flicker of surprise crossed their faces. After waiting so long, they

soon as Arion revealed his presence, multiple figures quickly emerged

of Alabastria; and

they surrounded Arion and cut