Back in Lannopolis, Timothy had failed to arrest Dustin and had been sent packing with his tail between his legs. Dustin could not be bothered to entertain him any further. Even here in Grayvale, Timothy was still hung up on Dustin’s case and did all sorts of pointless things. As Dustin had said before, insects might be small, but they got really annoying when they were not dealt with early. “Do you really want to die so easily? Alright, then. I’ll help you with that.” As Dustin spoke, he stepped forward. In an instant, he had traversed more than fifty feet and appeared right before Timothy and Elijah. The sudden move frightened the two of them. Their faces stiffened. “What… are you going to do?” Timothy was nervous at how Dustin stared at him. He lost all of his confidence. “I am a member of the Bones family! You wouldn’t dare do anything to me in front of so many people!” Timothy’s voice was loud, and his eyes bulged. He wanted to make himself appear dauntless in the

“Sylvester, what’s wrong with you?” They stared at Sylvester skeptically and suspected him of pretending to have lost. He was fourth in the Dragon’s Successor ranking, but he was sent flying without warning. No one could believe it. Sylvester’s face turned red with rage when he saw that people doubted him. At that time, both his arms were still burning with pain. His energy and blood churned violently within his body, and it made him cough up blood. Dustin seemed to have attacked casually, but the impact was immense. He did not have the ability to resist it. “Sylvester, you’re not going to change sides like Anson, the Superintendent of the Martial League, are you?” Elijah asked darkly. Sylvester’s face darkened, and he found it difficult to speak. “Dustin is really strong. I didn’t intend to go easy on him. Please be careful!” he said to them. “Sylvester, do you mean he’s a Martial King? How else could he beat you?” someone asked and sneered. A few people chuckled.

That was Lord Barbenheim’s voice. He saw that the prodigies had lost their will to fight, so he tried to motivate them. When the prodigies listened to him, their expressions shifted. Dustin was really strong, and his power was devastating. None of them could beat him. But the Fox family’s unique technique, The Guide to Slaying a Dragon, was very tempting. Compared to the possible injury in fighting Dustin, The Guide to Slaying a Dragon was more attractive. “You don’t have to injure him. As long as you can just hold him back, distract him, and make him lose focus, I’ll give the guide to you as promised,” Lord Barbenheim said as he tempted them further. When the prodigies heard that, greediness shone in their eyes. If they just needed to hold him back, that was doable. There were so many Martial Saints. Even if they could not defeat Dustin, they might be able to hold him back. Even if he was ridiculously strong, there was still a limit. “Guys, this is not difficult.

“We’re going to die regardless of what we do. Dustin, you didn’t intend to let us live anyway. You’re really ruthless!” roared a prodigy in anger. Dustin remained indifferent. He pointed at the prodigy and killed him. “Did I ask you to do this?” he asked sarcastically. All the prodigies had come here to fight him because of greed. But they were blaming him for being ruthless. Dustin could not care less about fighting these so-called prodigies before. It was entirely their fault for ending up in this situation. “Damn it! Fight!” Another prodigy could not hold himself back and stormed out when he saw his accomplices being killed one after another. His face twisted, and he intended to fight to the death. But he did not attack Dustin directly because that would be no different from committing suicide. He used his last strength to flee toward the window of the council chamber. He wanted to break out of the window and escape. Dustin did not react. He just pointed at the

“Are you sure you want to let me go?” Lord Barbenheim could not believe it. He was not Dustin’s match. Dustin could kill him and avenge the Fox family, but Dustin was sparing him and letting him go to seek help from the Divine Hall.“Get lost when I tell you to. It’s best to call more experts from the Divine Hall, or you’ll die here,” Dustin said indifferently.He wanted Lord Barbenheim to call more people from the Divine Hall.The Divine Hall was mysterious. He captured a Martial King from the Divine Hall a few days ago, but he could not get anything out of him. Even after he was tortured, he still did not reveal any useful information.Dustin did not have the patience for a long interrogation, so he could only start with Lord Barbenheim. “If you let me go, you’ll regret it.” Lord Barbenheim sneered. “Don’t think that I don’t know what’s in your mind. You want to dig out the hidden Divine Hall and seek revenge on them, right? Haha! Naive!“The terror of the Divine Hall is f