An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2300

An Understated Dominance Chapter 2300 [4599 – 4600] – “Humph! Stop adding fuel to the fire!” Cyrus cast a cold glance at Alloy and said, “Over the past few years, your Celestial Alliance has had numerous conflicts with the Mystic Arts Order. If we want to escalate things, the Celestial Alliance will become the enemy of the Mystic Arts Order.”

“It’s just a few minor skirmishes, nothing serious. I believe Master Solace understands the bigger picture and won’t take it to heart.” Alloy replied with a faint smile.

Though Cyrus might have been slightly stronger in terms of power, Alloy was more adept with words.

“Master Hadley and Master Marshall, you both seem to be in a good mood!”

Ahead, as the black sedan came to a stop, an elderly woman with gray hair and a slightly hunched figure slowly stepped out, leaning on a snake-head cane. This was none other than Penelope Solace, the leader of the Mystic Arts Order.

Penelope had become famous long before Alloy and Cyrus, making her a senior figure in the realm.

However, she had been living in seclusion for many years and rarely made appearances, so very few had seen her in person.

Yet her reputation was no less formidable than Alloy’s and Cyrus’s.

All of them were known for their intimidating reputations.

“Master Solace.” Katy stood up first and bowed respectfully to Penelope.

“It seems the old master has passed the throne to you. Very well.” Penelope nodded, her expression showing no joy or sorrow.

“Master Solace, it’s been a long time. How have you been?”

Alloy stood up, clasped his fists, and smiled.

“Thanks for your concern, Master Marshall. I am in good health and expect to live a few more years.” Penelope replied lightly.

“That’s good to hear.” Alloy nodded with a smile.

Penelope glanced at Cyrus on her right. He wore a blank expression and didn’t seem inclined to greet her.

“Master Solace, please take a seat.”

Katy politely gestured for Penelope to sit in the spectator seats.

At this point, the leaders of the three major sects had gathered.

“Grandmother!”

Seeing Penelope, Abigail, who had been busy, immediately went to greet her.

Her casino had opened quietly in a corner today, avoiding drawing too much attention.

Firstly, because she wanted to participate in the competition, and secondly, because many important figures were present today, standing out too much might backfire.

“Abigail, I’ve heard you’ve been very active in the Sacred Wyrm Summit recently. You must have made quite a profit.” Penelope smiled, a rare occurrence.

“Not much, just a little.” Abigail smiled back.

“Hehehe… Making money is good, but don’t be careless in today’s competition. We must bring some glory to our Mystic Arts Order.” Penelope said with a smile.

“Grandma, don’t worry. I’ve made all the preparations. I will definitely be in the top three!” Abigail said confidently.

As long as she doesn’t meet uncle in advance, the rest of the little Karami are nothing to be afraid of.

“Good, I’ll be watching.” Penelope nodded with a smile.

Abigail had awakened the bloodline of the Phoenix, a rare black phoenix.

Combined with the inheritance of the Mystic Arts Order, her fighting power far surpassed that of her peers.

Penelope expected Abigail to secure at least third place, if not first.

The probability of her finishing in the top three was high, and there was a great chance she could win first place.

“Master Foster, since everyone who should be here has arrived, let’s not waste time. Let’s get this started.” Cyrus said suddenly.

“Since everyone is so enthusiastic, let’s begin.” Katy Foster smiled and, seeing no objections from Alloy and Penelope, nodded to Orion behind him.

Orion quickly understood and walked onto the stage with long strides, announcing loudly, “Today is the 32 to 8 competition. For fairness and justice, we will draw lots on the spot. Now, please invite the 32 contestants to come on stage together!”

As Orion finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted.

Amidst the applause and cheers, elite masters from various sects took the stage.

Most of the contestants who advanced to the top 32 were masters, and the few half-step masters were exceptionally gifted.

It was no exaggeration to say that today’s contestants, no matter their sect, were the top prospects in training.

“Grandma, I’ll go up first.”

With that, Abigail leaped up, soaring a hundred meters into the air before landing gracefully in the center of the ring like a fairy descending from the heavens.

This drew applause from the audience.

Abigail was exceptionally beautiful, and with her fairy-like white hair, she stood out and won the favor of many young men and women.

If not for her sensitive position as the Saint of the Mystic Arts Order, countless young talents would be smitten with her.

“Lift the tripod, go ahead.”

Cyrus Hadley glanced back.

Glenn Hadley, who had been resting with his eyes closed, nodded, then suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and soared a hundred meters before landing heavily in the center of the ring with a “bang,” raising a cloud of dust.

The impact of his landing sent onlookers scattering in all directions, looking quite disheveled.

His domineering entrance and powerful presence left everyone in awe and rendered them speechless.

“Humph! What an eyesore!” Fenley sneered, slowly standing up.

His body shook, and a huge phantom of a god nearly ten meters tall appeared behind him.

The god’s phantom was completely red, covered with a flame-like light, hot and violent.

Such an astonishing sight captured everyone’s attention instantly.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fenley walked towards the ring step by step, accompanied by the shadow of the God of Fire.

His entrance was even more majestic than Glenn Hadley’s.

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