An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 1643

In a relentless assault, a storm of poisonous needles and darts rained down on Dustin. It resembled a furious storm.

“Formation!” Silver Sage bellowed. In an instant, several aces of the Stormfire Order scattered, forming a tight encirclement around Dustin. Each of them clutched a golden talisman that materialized seemingly out of thin air.

“Golden Alchemy Sword! Attack!” Silver Sage commanded, tossing his golden talisman into the fray.

Simultaneously, the other aces mimicked the motion. Five golden talismans transformed into colossal swords, homing in on Dustin from various angles.

Without any prior warning, the talismans, appearing almost weightless, burst forth into a dazzling light. They underwent a transformation, morphing into five massive golden swords that exuded a chilling brilliance, sharp enough to slice through iron as if it were clay effortlessly.

Radiating a terrifying killing intent, even a grandmaster martial artist would hesitate before confronting them.

The Stormfire Order’s Fivefold Sevenbane Formation unleashed an unpredictable array of immeasurable power. The five martial artists were united. They exponentially increased their strength, revealing their trump card to ensure a swift and decisive strike against Dustin.

“Exerting such effort on petty skills,” Dustin scoffed as the five imposing golden swords approached. Without a change in expression, he stomped his foot.

A surge of white true energy erupted from within him, forming a protective energy sphere around him. The shield resembled an egg, enveloping Dustin within its confines. The five golden swords struck the protective shield.

Five flaming swords materialized out of thin air. In contrast to the Golden Alchemy Sword’s razor-sharp edge, the Emberstrike Saber wielded explosive power with flames capable of melting steel and leaving nothing behind.

The heat was so intense that disciples from the Nexus Gate, standing nearby, felt as if they were being scorched. Hastily, they retreated, their faces flushed and beads of sweat forming profusely.

“Strike!” Silver Sage bellowed, commanding his disciples to control the flaming swords. With fiery determination, they swung the swords down and aimed to behead Dustin with overwhelming force.