An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori (official version)

Dealing with one silver vine was already challenging. However, what caught everyone off guard was the sudden

appearance of a dozen equally strong ones.

The burly man, momentarily caught off guard, found himself impaled by the silver vines. In an instant, his body

beca gruescanvas of blood and wounds.

“What-" He couldn't believe his eyes.

He thought he had faced the vine’s deadliest move, only to discover it was just a setup for an even more

ominous threat. The monstrous entity’s origin and unmatched strength puzzled him.

Dozens of silver vines, like tentacles, lifted the burly man into the air. The silver vines ruthlessly tore his body

apart with a resounding crack.

Blood sprayed and mingled with the dismembered pieces. Unlike the previous vine that drained blood, these

silver vines seemed to assert dominance.

“No!” Jackson roared at the gruesscene before him. Unhinged by the sight, he wasted no tand charged

forward with his sword drawn.

“Die!” With relentless swings, he unleashed a fierce white blade aura, creating a storm that swept toward the

silver vines.

The clash of metal echoed as he intensified his attacks, forcing the dozen of silver vines to retreat. Jackson's

cultivation, swordsmanship, and weaponry prowess surpassed those of the dismembered burly man.

Each of Jackson's strikes held powerful energy, causing the silver vines to reveal vulnerabilities under his

relentless assault.

“Jackson, we're here to help!” shouted one of the disciples of the Embersteel Order as they rushed to support

him without hesitation. With their elite training and practiced teamwork, they could alleviate his pressure.

Jackson shouted, “Bastard! I'll uproot you!”

His comrades joined in, boosting the ferocity of his attacks. With their support, he no longer had to worry about

defending himself.

Hence, it allowed him to unleash relentless strikes with full confidence in his comrades covering his back.

Jackson focused on precise blade techniques, repeatedly targeting the svulnerable spots. While less

efficient, this approach proved effective. Applying his full force, he gained the upper hand, severing each silver

vine.

After a few minutes, he managed to cut down all the silver vines. The severed pieces bounced on the ground,

displaying an unyielding spirit despite being severed.

Jackson gasped heavily, sweat dripping from his entire body. The silver vines proved exceptionally tough,

demanding his full strength for each strike.

In a short time, he had depleted a significant amount of his energy. Despite that, he successfully dealt with all

the silver vines. However, he realized he couldn't handle another dozen if they were to reappear.

One of the Embersteel Order's concerned disciples asked, “Jackson, are you okay?”

“I'm fine,” Jackson said, shaking his head. He quickly commanded, “Burn all these vines now. We can’t risk any

unexpected attacks!”

“Got it!” Several disciples promptly went to get kerosene.

Their despair took hold as the ground rumbled softly. Countless gray vines burst forth, multiplying rapidly and

shooting skyward.

As the gray vines emerged, they swiftly enveloped the entire camp, creating a massive cage that seemed to

encase everyone like a mouse.

The ground trembled again, and from below, numerous silver vines erupted, easily numbering a few hundred at

first glance.

“W-What?” Jackson stood there, horror etched across his face as he processed the scene.

Severing a dozen vines had already taken a toll on his energy. Now, confronted with hundreds of silver and

thousands of gray vines, he wondered how he could attack or protect himself.

The shock wasn’t limited to Jackson alone. Every member of the Embersteel Order, each member of the Black

Scorpion Squad, and even the envoy teams led by Grace were petrified by the unfolding nightmare.

The sheer number of vines was beyond belief for all of them. Having witnessed the Embersteel Order disciples in

action before, they understood the threat posed by these vines.

The gray vines, though delicate, could swiftly penetrate the body with just one wrong move. On the other hand,

the silver vines were more formidable, boasting increased speed, attack strength, and resistance to swords.

Dealing with gray vines demanded utmost care, and confronting silver vines was even more hazardous. This was

especially challenging when the vines were in limited numbers.

However, the situation had changed. Now, they were faced with an unimaginable multitude of vines sprawling

across the sky and ground.

As soon as the attack started, it becclear that their fate was sealed. Death was inevitable, and the only

variable was the speed at which it would happen.

“What's going on? Why are there so many vines?”

“This place isn’t an oasis. It’s a living nightmare!”

Everyone felt hopeless confronting a sea of vines. Each one looked like a lethal threat, poised to craft the fabric

of their downfall.

“Calm down, everyone! Get your forces together, and get ready to break out!” Grace attempted to reassure the

group, but her words were cut short by a loud boom.

A golden vine sprouted from the ground, stretching over 300 feet high and towering into the sky. With a

thickness akin to that of a water barrel, it resembled a giant python.

It emitted an intimidating spiritual energy, and its strength surpassed that of the silver vines by more than a

hundredfold.

Upon emergence, the golden vine arrogantly surveyed everyone. It exuded an air of dominance, like a king

observing his subjects.