An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Oh? Are we going all out now?” Dustin smirked, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Mulder, who had advanced to become a grandmaster martial artist through drugs, had a weak foundation. Even after taking the enhanced serum, he still posed no threat to Dustin. If Mulder were a hundred times stronger, he might just barely be able to fight Dustin.

As the serum’s effects pushed his body to the limit, Mulder suddenly let out a furious roar. His muscles swelled rapidly, and his bones cracked as they expanded. His body grew larger at an alarming rate, and his clothes tore apart under the strain.

His six-foot frame stretched to nearly seven feet in mere moments as his body swelled to monstrous proportions. His face twisted fiercely, and his skin darkened as black scales surfaced.

With another guttural growl, his roar turned beastlike. He grabbed his shredded shirt and ripped it away, exposing his broad chest covered in dark scales. A faint, eerie sheen flickered across their surface.

“Die, punk!” Mulder roared.

He launched forward like a cannonball. The ground on which he had just been standing erupted, sending rocks scattering in all directions.

“Unbelievable speed!” Warrick’s eyes widened in shock. He had heard about the Hall of Gods’ enhanced serum but hadn’t realized just how potent it truly was.

Before taking the serum, Mulder’s strength was just at an early stage of grandmaster. Now, he had broken through to a whole new level. His speed, strength, defense, and reflexes were all greatly enhanced.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was now more than twice as powerful as before. Just one dose of the enhanced serum had turned him into a monster in mere moments.

No wonder the Hall of Gods had grown rapidly in recent years. With these serums, they could cultivate vast numbers of powerful fighters without worrying about a lack of talent.

Gods, his status and position would make it easy to rise to the rank

his sword cut through the air toward Dustin’s neck with deadly speed. The air warped around the sword, the sea seemed to split in its wake, and the temperature dropped

Warrick’s astonished gaze, Mulder’s sword effortlessly sliced through Dustin’s neck. The cold gleam of the sword reflected

taken aback, slightly surprised

held a commanding advantage. Even with the enhanced serum, it shouldn’t have been easy for Mulder to win. Yet, now it seemed like a single

pondered this, an astonishing sight unfolded before

had just been struck by the sword, vanished like smoke. Then,

eyes widened, and his

only caught fleeting afterimages. The

fight alone. He must have something supporting him. With footwork and speed like that, even if he

if Warrick stepped in, there was no guarantee he could catch him

are you swinging at? I’m over here, “Dustin

with an almost playful air, like a

to hell!” Mulder

sword in a counterattack-faster, fiercer, and more violent. It

figure vanished in the blink of an eye. When he

kill you… I’ll make you

burned with rage as he swung his sword in a