An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2433

Arion’s sudden appearance surprised everyone. They stood there, eyes wide and mouths open in shock.

What was happening? Wasn’t Arion already dead? How could he be standing right in front of them? Could it be a ghost?

Confused, they exchanged glances filled with disbelief. They couldn’t understand how Arion could possibly be alive. It was too much to grasp.

“You… you’re not dead?” Willem stammered, the most shocked of all.

He had worked hard to finally bite into Arion’s neck, believing he had drained every drop of his blood. He thought Arion was dead—there was no way he could have survived. But if Arion was dead, then who was this person standing before them?

“Everyone, calm down!” Bailey said firmly. “Arion’s body is still over there. This must be an imposter.”

At his words, everyone turned to look at the corpse nearby.

Bailey was right. The body was still there, which meant there was no way Arion could be alive. The person in front of them had to be an imposter trying to scare them.

“A body?” Arion suddenly laughed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “To be honest, that was just one of my Papercraft Clones. I was just having a little fun. Did you really think it was real?”

“Papercraft Clone?” Bailey frowned. “Stop joking. Do you think you can scare us with just words? Dream on!”

It was ridiculous! How could a simple Papercraft Clone be so powerful?

Just moments ago, more than ten elite fighters had given their all, even using their strongest moves to defeat Arion. Many of them had been seriously injured.

Who else could push them that far if they weren’t truly fighting the real Arion? Bailey couldn’t believe it was just a trick.

a Papercraft Clone.

Everyone, including Willem and the others, felt the same doubt. After all, they were the strongest fighters from their nations. How could a simple clone require all their power to defeat?

“Don’t believe me? Fine. Let me show you,” Arion said confidently.

With a casual wave of his hand, a breeze swept through, and the body on the ground turned to ashes. Another gust carried the ashes away, leaving no trace behind.

The scene left everyone stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Could it be true? Had they just fought Arion only to discover it was a Papercraft Clone? If that was the case, how powerful must the real Arion be? The thought sent chills down their spines. They realized the situation was slipping out of their control.

“Arion, enough with the tricks! I don’t believe you can’t be killed!” Bailey shouted. “Don’t worry, everyone! If we can defeat him once, we can do it again. As long as we work together, we can make it happen.”

His words sparked a renewed fighting spirit among his allies. No matter how strong Arion was, he was still mortal. If they all gave their best, they could still take him down.

“Enough talking! Let’s take him down together!” Willem roared. He flapped his wings and shot forward like a streak of black light, charging right at Arion.

“Kill him!” Bailey shouted as he launched himself off the ground like a missile, his claws aimed at Arion’s chest.

“Let’s take him down!” the others shouted in agreement.

The fighters quickly followed suit, unleashing their ultimate moves in a united attack. They had no other options left; their lives were on the line.

Anthony called upon Snow Maiden to use her Frostbound Technique.

Batuul summoned the illusory Elephantine and commanded it to attack.

felt the impact of Arion’s attack. The moment the sword aura hit him, he was thrown back, crashing to the ground. He struggled to recover but found himself unable to get up, blood pooling around him.

Arion stood tall, his Celestial Slay still glowing with power. He surveyed the chaos he had created, feeling a mix of satisfaction and determination. The battle was far from over.

As he looked around, he noticed Anthony trying to crawl away, blood dripping from his wounds. Arion approached him, sword in hand. Anthony looked up, fear in his eyes, but he managed a defiant smile.

“I won’t give up that easily,” he gasped, trying to lift his broken blade.

Arion chuckled softly. “You really think you can escape?” He raised his sword, ready to end the fight.

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed through the battlefield. Arion paused, turning to see a massive figure charging towards him. It was a giant beast, larger than anything he had faced before. The ground shook with each step it took.

Realizing that he had to act fast, Arion shifted his focus. He swung his sword again, aiming for the beast. The white sword aura flew toward it, but the creature let out a thunderous roar and charged through the attack, unfazed.

With a swift movement, Arion dodged to the side just as the beast lunged at him. He knew he had to think quickly if he wanted to survive this fight.

The battle raged on, with Arion facing new challenges. But he remained determined, ready to fight until the very end.

He couldn’t handle the attack. His arms were broken, and his chest was ripped open, exposing his insides.

The whole attack happened in just a few seconds.

Arion quickly brought the chaotic fight to an end with his incredible strength, leaving his enemies no chance to fight back. They never even had a moment to respond.