CHAPTER 171 PART 1
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The conference room at the Domenico Building remained frozen in tableau—armed bodyguards with weapons drawn, magnates pressed back in their chairs, Miguel Abbott standing calm with his hand on the dead man's switch, and Marcus Steel at the center of it all, radiating dragon authority that made the air feel thick and dangerous.

What struck the assembled elite more than the explosives or the threats was Miguel Abbott's behavior toward Marcus. The chairman of Moonlight Group—a man whose wealth exc
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  • CHAPTER 173 PART 2

    The guard handed over the small container that held the poison darts. Marcus examined it briefly, his dragon senses cataloging weight, balance, aerodynamic properties. Then he made a subtle adjustment to the container's configuration—something that transformed it from storage into a launching mechanism."What are you doing?" Miguel asked.Marcus didn't answer. His dragon eyes scanned the surrounding buildings, calculating distances, angles, wind patterns. Then he found what he was looking for—a distant rooftop, approximately two hundred meters away, where a slight reflection suggested glass or binoculars.He raised the dart box, aimed with dragon precision that transcended normal human capability, and fired.The dart crossed two hundred meters in less than two seconds, its trajectory perfect, its target impossibly small.On the distant rooftop, binoculars exploded. A figure jerked backward, the shattered lenses cutting into their face, blood spattering across their expensive surveilla

  • CHAPTER 173 PART 1

    Marcus Steel's dragon-enhanced speed carried him through the abandoned streets like a bullet.The fleeing Shadow Warrior was fast—professionally trained, physically conditioned for exactly this kind of escape—but against the Dragon King, speed meant nothing.Marcus closed the distance in seconds.His hand moved to the darts he'd collected from the rooftop, selecting two with practiced precision.He threw both simultaneously, dragon power guiding their trajectory with inhuman accuracy.The first dart struck the Shadow Warrior's left calf.The second embedded in his right thigh. Both legs buckled instantly, poison and pain combining to destroy mobility.The assassin crashed to the pavement, momentum sending him skidding across broken concrete.Marcus was on him before he could recover. His boot came down on the Shadow Warrior's back, pinning him with dragon strength that made resistance impossible.The Shadow Warrior's hand moved toward his mouth—standard protocol for captured operative

  • CHAPTER 172 PART 3

    The other two bodyguards who'd exited scrambled back toward the SUV, forming a defensive barrier. Weapons appeared from concealed holsters—pistols, one submachine gun, professional firepower wielded by professionals.Another dart whistled through the air. The second bodyguard dropped, the projectile embedded in his throat."At least two attackers!" the remaining guard outside called. "Front and rear positions! Hidden weapons—darts or needles! Standard cover won't help!"Miguel's driver threw the vehicle into reverse, but the fallen pillar made maneuvering impossible. They were boxed in—trapped between the obstruction ahead and whatever waited behind."Stay in the car," Marcus ordered, his hand already on the door handle."Are you insane?" Miguel grabbed his arm. "They're using poison darts! Professional assassins! You can't just—"Marcus pulled free and kicked the door open. "Yes, I can."He emerged into the abandoned street, his dragon aura flaring to full strength. The pressure made

  • CHAPTER 172 PART 2

    Inside Miguel Abbott's armored SUV, the tension finally broke. The vehicle pulled away from the Domenico Building, heading toward Pearl on the Water through Five-River Province's nighttime streets."That," Miguel said with genuine admiration, "was masterful. The photographs destroying the Lancaster credibility. The fake explosives creating chaos. And that final challenge—" he laughed, "—you basically dared them to attack you while making it clear they'd lose. Brilliant."Marcus allowed himself a small smile. "The explosives were a nice touch. How long did it take to prepare?""Three hours," Miguel admitted. "Fake vests, realistic wiring, convincing switches. My people work fast when properly motivated." He paused. "Though I have to admit, wearing them myself—knowing they were fake but having to act like they weren't—that was more stressful than I expected.""That's what made it work," Marcus observed. "Everyone in that room understood you were willing to die for your position. That le

  • CHAPTER 172 PART 1

    The conference room at the Domenico Building remained frozen in tableau—Miguel Abbott standing with his hand on the dead man's switch, his bodyguards similarly equipped with explosive vests, and Five-River Province's most powerful magnates paralyzed by fear and the realization that their wealth meant nothing against someone willing to die.But what truly unsettled them was watching Miguel Abbott's behavior toward Marcus Steel.The chairman of Moonlight Group—a man who controlled billions in assets, who commanded respect from senators and governors, who'd built an empire spanning multiple industries—stood slightly behind Marcus like a subordinate awaiting orders. His body language was unmistakable: deference, respect, genuine submission to authority."This is impossible," Douglas Reed whispered to the magnate beside him. "Miguel Abbott doesn't defer to anyone. Not even the provincial governor gets that level of respect from him."But the evidence was undeniable. When Marcus moved, Migu

  • CHAPTER 171 PART 2

    Miguel Abbott's convoy moved through Five-River Province's nighttime streets with practiced efficiency. Three black SUVs traveling in formation—one lead vehicle, one containing Miguel and Marcus, one trailing for rear security.Inside the middle vehicle, Miguel finally allowed himself to relax slightly, removing the fake explosive vest and setting it carefully aside."That," Miguel said with genuine admiration, "was the most masterful display of psychological warfare I've ever witnessed. You turned their alliance against itself, redirected Potter's rage toward the Lancasters, and walked out without firing a single shot.""The explosives helped," Marcus observed."Fake explosives," Miguel corrected with a smile. "Theatrical props that wouldn't actually harm anyone. But they didn't know that. Fear made them see what we wanted them to see.""Fear is the most reliable weapon," Marcus agreed. "More effective than guns or money or political connections. Make people afraid enough, and they'l

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