An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2286

An Understated Dominance Chapter 2286 [4571–4572] – The sun sets, and night falls.

At this moment, thirty miles away from Sacred Wyrm Summit, in a hidden mountain villa, Bear King Bailey was sitting at the dining table, eating meat and drinking wine in large gulps, his mouth full of oil and water.

The five-meter-long square table was laden with various meats. In the middle was a huge bull’s head, and behind it was the complete bull’s body that had been cut, cooked, and reassembled. Surrounding the whole cow were roasted suckling pigs, roasted whole lambs, chickens, ducks, fish, and other meats.

There were thirty or forty types of meat, all of which were meat, with no vegetarian dishes. Bear King Bailey grabbed various meats and kept putting them in his mouth, wolfing them down at an incredibly rapid rate. He was consuming hundreds of kilograms of meat in large pieces, reducing them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two maids standing by and serving were stunned. They knew that all this meat added up to be enough for hundreds of people to eat. However, according to Bear King Bailey’s posture, he could easily consume it all on his own. His appetite was truly astonishing.

They were very curious: what kind of person could eat hundreds of pounds of meat in one meal? Is this person still a human being?

Just as Bear King Bailey was eating, a handsome man with a mixed-race appearance suddenly walked in, bowed, and said, “Hello, Lord Bailey.”

“Tyson, you came at the right time. The meat tastes delicious today. Sit down and eat with me.” Bear King Bailey looked up, glanced at him, and then continued to eat and drink.

“Thank you for your kindness, Lord Bailey, but I have already eaten,” Tyson smiled and said.

“Then why did you come to me?” Bear King Bailey’s mouth was full of meat, and his voice was a little unclear.

“Lord Bailey, you asked me to come,” Tyson reminded him.

“Me?” Bear King Bailey was slightly stunned. Then he appeared to think of something and suddenly realized, “Oh! I remember! I did have a question to ask you, but I was so pleased with my meal that I forgot about it for a while.”

Tyson’s smile froze slightly but soon returned to normal, as if he had gotten used to the forgetfulness of the person in front of him.

“I wonder what Lord Bailey wants to tell me?” Tyson asked politely.

Bear King Bailey finally stopped eating, took the hot towel handed to him by the maid beside him, wiped his hands and mouth, and said, “I believe you should know very well why our Pantheon has deployed a large number of troops to Sacred Wyrm Summit this time. We not only have to suppress the Dragonmarsh secretly, but we also have to dampen the spirit of the Dragonmarsh warriors in public. So this time, our Pantheon must win the championship!”

“Lord Bailey, forgive me for being blunt, but there are so many masters and geniuses in the Dragonmarsh. If it is a fair duel, with our current strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to get the upper hand,” Tyson said, neither servile nor arrogant.

Tyson was of mixed race, half Dragon, so he knew very well that in terms of martial arts attainments, the Dragonmarsh was ahead of the world. The only thing to be thankful for was that the martial arts community of Dragonmarsh was not harmonious and was a mess. Otherwise, they would have no chance to invade Dragonmarsh.

“I understand what you said, so this time, I specially prepared three masters for you. With their help, the plan will go much more smoothly,” Bear King Bailey smiled.

“Oh! Lord Bailey, I wonder which three people you’re talking about?” Tyson was a little curious.

“Come in!” Bear King Bailey suddenly raised his voice and shouted. Soon, three men, each dressed differently, entered one after the other.

The first one to enter was a sturdy man in his thirties, with dark skin and a height of more than two meters. He was muscular, and his physique was even burlier than Bear King Bailey’s. He stood there like a black tower, exuding an extremely oppressive aura.

The second man, like Tyson, had a mixed-race face and was very handsome. He was wearing a suit with a well-proportioned figure, and his every move showed an aristocratic style. The only regret was that the man’s face was extremely pale, without any blood color—not like a living person.

The third man was a middle-aged man, wearing glasses and priest’s clothes. He had a Western face, looked kind, and smiled. There was a cross on his chest and a Bible in his hand. Although he looked ordinary, when he appeared, the dark-skinned, strong man and the mixed-race man all unconsciously moved aside a little, obviously afraid.

“You three, introduce yourselves,” Bear King Bailey burped.

“I’m from Lighthouse Country. My name is George Burrows, and my nickname is Black Kong,” the dark-skinned, strong man said indifferently.

“Black Kong!” Upon hearing this, Tyson couldn’t help but jump his eyelids in surprise. He had naturally heard of the name Black Kong, a famous A-level mutant in Lighthouse Country.

Black Kong’s physical strength was harder than metal and had reached an incredible level. He could withstand artillery shells without any damage. The most important thing was that he was extremely powerful. He once stopped a speeding train by himself. Rather than stopping it, it would be more appropriate to say that he blew it up with one punch.

It was no exaggeration to say that the black-skinned, strong man was a humanoid monster.

Tyson didn’t expect that Bear King Bailey could actually invite such a monster to participate in the competition.