An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Willem was so fast that, even to a grandmaster, it would appear as though he had teleported, leaving no time to react.

Bailey had already drawn Arion’s full attention, making Willem’s sudden attack almost impossible to counter.

When everyone thought his attack was about to succeed, a red divine talisman suddenly shot out and stuck to his forehead just as his fangs were mere inches from Arion’s neck.

The talisman exploded, releasing a surge of violent energy that blasted Willem over ten yards away. Before he hit the ground, a blazing fireball instantly engulfed him.

He screamed as he turned into a human torch. The fire burned fiercely, scorching his flesh and charring his body.

The flames clung to him like a curse and were impossible to put out. His blood energy crackled and hissed as the fire burned, and thick black smoke rose from his body.

The sight shocked everyone.

Just moments ago, Willem had almost succeeded in his ambush, but Arion had been prepared. With a single talisman, he stopped the attack and set Willem on fire, leaving him screaming in agony.

Despite Willem possessing remarkable vital energy, he still felt pain. Ordinary wounds were nothing to him since he could heal instantly, so the pain was barely noticeable.

be extinguished. For someone with regenerative abilities, it was a nightmare of continuous pain as his skin burned and healed. This endless cycle proved unbearable, even for someone as strong as

god from the Hall of Gods quickly

exploded and released a torrent of mist. The raging fire was immediately suppressed as water and flames clashed to

the effect, the god threw two more blue orbs. Finally, the flames

looked horrifying. Fortunately, his regenerative power was so formidable that the scorched skin began to peel away, revealing tender

just a few minutes, Willem had fully recovered, though his complexion

strength with spiritual energy, vampires relied on drinking

didn’t expect you to have that trick up your sleeve, old geezer. Looks

but you also overestimated yourself,” Arion

from the Hall of Gods who had just saved him. He smiled and said, “Thanks for the help earlier, but I’ll be needing something

do you need?”

“Your life.”

mouth parted and sank his fangs into

went rigid, his face frozen in terror. He struggled to fight back but found himself paralyzed,

large gulps, and the god’s body visibly shriveled and withered before everyone’s eyes. In mere moments, the once-mighty figure was reduced to a lifeless husk- gray hair, sunken features, and