An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 1964

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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 became a
gruesome canvas 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 gruesome scene before him. Unhinged by the sight, he wasted no time and 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 same vulnerable 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 became clear 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.

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