An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2515

“Allow me to correct you,” Dustin said.

As his hand slowly curled into a fist, a white longsword materialized from his true energy. “In Dragonmarsh, there is no ‘God.’ We have only the Lord of the Dead.”

The instant the words left his lips, a tempest of sword aura erupted. Within several dozen yards, winds howled, sand and stones were hurled into the air, and the waves along the shore grew even more violent.

“What overwhelming pressure… That sword aura is insane. Is this Logan’s true strength?”

Feeling the surge, Warrick and the others turned pale. Only then did they realize Dustin hadn’t been fighting seriously until now.

Or maybe, with their current strength, they hadn’t even qualified to make him fight in earnest. They figured only someone of Poseidon’s level could push Dustin to go all out.

“Interesting… truly fascinating,” Poseidon laughed. “I took you for a pup, but you’re a hungry wolf. Now this is getting exciting.”

As he spoke, Poseidon spun his trident. Waves of blue energy burst forth, filling the air with a crushing force.

“Come on, kid. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Floating above the ground, Poseidon’s presence radiated an overwhelming energy—like a god among mortals.

“As you wish,” Dustin replied.

His gaze sharpened. Planting his foot, he launched himself toward Poseidon like a streak of white lightning.

His longsword blazed with sword aura, cutting the air in a brilliant white arc—like a comet trailing fire—as he brought it down in a powerful strike.

“Bring it on!” Poseidon roared.

He met the blow head-on, swinging his trident with force. Blue waves of energy exploded outward, crashing toward Dustin like a raging tide.

A deafening roar echoed as the sword aura clashed with the wave.

It was like thunder in their ears—so loud that Warrick and the others felt their hearing falter, teetering on the edge of deafness.

The sword aura sliced through the waves like a blade, but the oncoming surge was relentless, pushing toward Dustin without end.

Dustin twisted midair. His longsword spun, cutting through the waves, each strike unleashing radiant sword blossoms—each blossom carrying the force to split mountains.

Where the sword petals struck the waves, they shattered into countless sparkling droplets. Under the moonlight, they glimmered with rainbow hues, creating the illusion of crystalline rain.

Upon seeing this, Poseidon began chanting under his breath. His trident glowed brighter with each passing second.

In an instant, the torn sea churned violently, swirling together to form ferocious water dragons that lunged at Dustin with gaping jaws and outstretched claws.

But Dustin remained unfazed. His true energy surged wildly, forming a massive white shield that enveloped him completely.

The water dragons slammed into the shield with tremendous force, sending shockwaves rippling outward.

Warrick and the others, sensing the danger, quickly retreated—fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire.

The battle between two ultimate grandmasters was far beyond their ability to influence. Even the residual energy was deadly, especially in their wounded state.

One wrong move, and the aftershocks alone could be fatal.

“So this is what a battle between ultimate grandmasters looks like… It’s terrifying.”

Watching from afar, Warrick and the others couldn’t conceal their shock.

A clash between two such powerful beings was a rare spectacle. Every strike and collision was both breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, Dustin’s body shuddered as a tremendous surge of true energy erupted from within. The once-menacing water dragons shattered into fragments, dissolving into glittering droplets.

In the next instant, he shot forward like a cannonball, tearing through layers of blue energy before descending upon Poseidon. His sword blazed with blinding light, as though it could rend the heavens.

Poseidon quickly raised his trident, conjuring a water-blue shield around him.

The weapons collided in a burst of light and a deafening boom. A powerful shockwave exploded in all directions.

For a moment, the area within a 300-foot radius was engulfed in roaring winds, flying sand, and scattered stones. Towering waves—up to 30 feet high—crashed around them like a massive wall of water.

Warrick and the others stood frozen, their bodies trembling. Even from a distance, the sheer force of the clash made their hearts pound in fear.

“Come on!”

Dustin and Poseidon rebounded from the impact and charged at each other once more without hesitation.

They continued to exchange blows with unrelenting fury. Neither could overpower the other—their battle locked in a fierce, unyielding stalemate.