An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Poseidon hovered in the air with his trident in one hand and radiated a commanding presence. He stood like a god, and his figure was so intimidating that it struck fear into those who beheld him.

With a wave of his hand, an invisible energy struck Warrick and expelled the three silver needles from his body.

Feeling sensation returned to his limbs, Warrick’s face lit up. He quickly rose to his feet and clenched his fist to his chest in salute.

“Thank you, Lord Poseidon, for saving me. I will never forget this kindness!” he said.

“No need for formalities, Sir Prescott. Now that you’ve pledged yourself to the Hall of Gods, it’s only natural that I ensure your safety,” Poseidon replied with a faint smile as he descended gracefully.

“Your timely arrival was a blessing,” Warrick said as he bowed his head slightly in deference. “Otherwise, we would have perished tonight.”

The Hall of Gods’ royal gods were figures he could only look up to. Everything about Poseidon, from his power to his position, was on a level far beyond anything Warrick could hope to match. But what truly commanded his awe was Poseidon’s strength.

When Poseidon appeared, it was as if a god had descended to earth and effortlessly crushed Dustin within seconds. Such terrifying cultivation surpassed even, Warrick’s wildest imagination.

“That man’s skills were mediocre at best,” Poseidon remarked coolly. “How did you all end up in such a sorry state?”

Warrick and Mulder exchanged uneasy glances upon hearing that. They had just faced an ultimate grandmaster-an opponent of unimaginable power. How could they possibly stand up to that? Only someone like Poseidon, a royal god, could have crushed Dustin effortlessly.

“The ship is anchored ten nautical miles from here,” Poseidon said. “If you’re ready, follow me.”

He then raised his trident and tapped it against the ground.

instant, something strange

unseen force was guiding it. It lifted them and carried them toward

power is this?” Warrick’s eyes widened

water beneath his feet felt soft yet firm, like walking on a floating carpet. It

I say you

Warrick and the others were about to leave on the waves, a sudden voice rang out

slightly

crater left by the impact, a figure slowly

still alive?” Warrick’s

got some serious

Poseidon.” Mulder

Dustin had already earned a reputation as an ultimate grandmaster, a feat that commanded

too young. Against a

you’d stayed low and played dead, you might have

was cold, like he was already looking at a corpse. “But since you insist on throwing your

out of the crater with a piercing gaze. “Play

Poseidon sneered and pointed a finger

out of nowhere. It hissed and lunged at Dustin with

“Just a petty trick.”