An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2367

“Dustin, I understand your concerns,” Hank said with a friendly smile.

“But I promise you, as long as you stay loyal and don’t betray the Hall of Gods, you won’t be in danger. We really value talent like yours. Honestly, the poison is just a way to protect our secrets. I’m sure you see that.”

Without taking the poison, they couldn’t ensure control, which meant trust would always be in question. This wasn’t a problem with disposable operatives, but loyalty was a must for those in critical roles within the Hall of Gods.

“Mr. Styles, I get what you’re saying, and the Hall of Gods sounds interesting. But we’ve just met, and it’s hard for me to fully trust you right now.” Dustin shook his head again.

He thought, “Do they really think they can make demands without giving anything in return? Do they take me for a fool?”

“Trust can be built. Just look at this…” Hank said as he reached into his coat and pulled out a small, fancy box, sliding it across the table to Dustin.

“What’s this?” Dustin asked, opening the box to find two vials inside. One was red, and the other was blue. They didn’t look special at first, but when he focused on them, he could sense a powerful energy within.

“To be honest, these are enhanced serums made by the Hall of Gods. They’re very rare. Only those at the god level or higher can use them,” Hank explained.

He pointed to the vials and continued, “The red serum boosts physical abilities like speed, strength, defense, and reflexes. The blue serum enhances internal energy. In Dragonmarsh terms, it’s like spiritual essence that you can absorb directly.”

“Oh? Is it really that impressive?” Dustin raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

He had heard that the

The countries of Streuquan had made great progress in genetic serum research. Unlike the martial artists in Dragonmarsh, who trained hard for their skills, the Strequans could quickly create a group of elite fighters by modifying their genes and using special serums.

However, these enhanced fighters often faced limits in their abilities, had shorter lifespans, and needed to take the serum regularly. If they stopped taking it, their enhancements would start to fade.

Despite these drawbacks, many people were tempted to take this shortcut to gain strength without much effort or natural talent.

“Dustin, you saw the tournament match, right? George and Jeremiah used those serums to boost their strength,” Hank said.

He added, “While they can’t match a genius like you, I bet you noticed how much stronger they became. The downside is that their natural abilities are limited, so they can only use about half of what the serum provides. But you could absorb over 80 percent of it.”

He smiled confidently and continued, “If you take these two vials of serum, you could win the Combat Tournament. What do you think? Are you happy with this gift?”

To become a great martial artist, one must focus on growth and self-improvement. Strength is the ultimate goal for those who seek power, and no martial artist can ignore the desire to become even stronger.

“These serums sound good, but do they have any side effects?” Dustin asked, looking at the two vials with uncertainty.

Hank noticed the interest in Dustin’s eyes and took his chance. “Don’t worry. These vials contain our best formulas. They are expensive to make, and I assure you, they have no side effects.”

“I’ve heard that this kind of serum needs to be used long-term, or its effects will wear off. Is that true?” Dustin asked.

“The rumors are true,” Hank said, speaking honestly. “These new serums are almost perfect. With just one dose a year, you can keep their effects for a long time.”

He added, “And once you join the Hall of Gods, you won’t have to worry about running out. The supply will be endless.”

“I see,” Dustin replied, nodding slowly, but inside he felt a mix of anger and frustration.

These serums claimed to boost strength, but anyone who took them would be under the control of the Hall of Gods. If someone dared to go against them, their supply would be cut off immediately.

Plus, those who used the serums would likely become hooked. The Hall of Gods had cleverly designed this system to keep powerful martial artists in line. It was a smart, yet troubling plan.

“Dustin, what’s your choice? Do you want to join the Hall of Gods and achieve something amazing together?” Hank asked again.

The idea of becoming the champion of the Combat Tournament, gaining strength, and earning fame and power was hard to resist.

“Since you’ve been so generous, it would be rude not to accept,” Dustin said with a smile as he took the serum, showing his agreement.

“Wonderful! I knew you were a wise man,” Hank said, his eyes shining with excitement.

“This enhanced serum is just the beginning. Once you’re part of the Hall of Gods, you’ll have access to many resources and rewards. I promise you won’t be disappointed!”

“I look forward to your guidance, Mr. Styles,” Dustin said, standing and saluting respectfully.

“Absolutely! Stick with me, and you’ll get everything you desire.”

Then, he slid…

She slid the vial of poison across the table to Dustin. “But first, you need to show your loyalty.”

Dustin realized what that meant. To join the Hall of Gods and gain their trust, he had to drink it.