An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

What caught Zeus off guard wasn’t just how sturdy the golden steeple was, but it swallowed his attacks whole. The lightning sphere he’d thrown had almost all its energy sucked up by the steeple, leaving nothing behind-not even a scorch mark.

This method of neutralizing power was far more sophisticated than simply blocking it head-on. It was clear now that the golden steeple was a rare divine artifact, and breaking through it would be no easy task.

Still, the more resistance he encountered, the more certain Zeus became that Logan was hiding somewhere inside the temple. He believed that Hall of Gods’ potential threat, Logan, could be wiped out for good once the golden steeple was broken.

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and said firmly, “The Adamantine Body Art protects the Seven Shards Steeple. No matter how you attack, you won’t be able to break through it. Please stop wasting your energy and leave the mountain now.”

Zeus sneered. “You really think there’s a fortress out there I can’t tear down?”

He didn’t back down. Instead, the challenge only fired him up. He raised both hands and rapidly gathered energy. Two lightning spheres formed in his palms, growing larger by the second.

“Break it down!”

When the lightning spheres grew to the size of a basketball, Zeus hurled them at the golden steeple with full force.

The impact produced two loud explosions that shook the steeple slightly.

spheres released bursts of energy before the steeple absorbed them,

sphere after another and hurled them

at the peak of the Embercrest Hill. However, no matter how hard he attacked, the steeple remained steady without any sign

the temple sighed with relief when they saw the steeple still intact. The Seven Shards Steeple’s defense was stronger than they expected. It could withstand repeated attacks from a royal

temple’s courtyard,

was a divine artifact tied to her life force. Though it looked

from Zeus added stress to the steeple. If the pressure reached a critical point, it would shatter completely. In other words, if he kept hammering without

it could only hold for about a day and a night. And that was assuming Hera didn’t join

had placed all her hopes

the Dracan essence before the steeple collapsed, they still had a shot at turning the tide. Otherwise,

with her life while staking everything on

passed slowly, but Zeus continued

steeple repeatedly. He knew the steeple was strong,

the steeple until it broke. Although the plan sounded simple, it proved to be much harder in practice. The

three hours of nonstop bombardment, the