An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2426

Chapter 2426

Blood Demon William moved with such blinding speed that to the Grandmasters, it seemed like teleportation. None of them could react in time.

Bear King Bailey had fully captured Arion Foyer’s attention, leaving the Blood Demon’s sudden attack nearly impossible to defend against.

As the Blood Demon’s fangs closed in, mere centimeters from Arion’s neck, a red divine talisman suddenly floated into view. In a flash, it adhered to William’s forehead.

“Bang!”

A deafening explosion erupted as the talisman detonated, unleashing violent energy that hurled Blood Demon William over ten meters away. Before he could hit the ground, a searing ball of flame engulfed him.

“Ahhh!”

William screamed in agony as the flames consumed him, turning him into a human torch.

The fire clung to him relentlessly, refusing to extinguish, like a curse etched into his very being. His blood sizzled, emitting thick black smoke as his body burned.

The sight stunned everyone.

What seemed like a surefire sneak attack had been effortlessly neutralized by Arion with nothing more than a single talisman. Now, the mighty Blood Demon was writhing in torment, consumed by unquenchable flames.

Despite his incredible vitality, the flames were a nightmare for someone like William, who thrived on rapid regeneration. His charred flesh healed instantly, only to be burned again. This excruciating cycle repeated endlessly, leaving him in unimaginable pain.

Even someone as resilient as Blood Demon William couldn’t endure such torment.

“I’ll save you!”

One of the main gods from the Temple of the Gods quickly hurled a shimmering blue orb toward the burning demon.

“Bang!”

The orb exploded on contact with the flames, releasing a dense mist that clashed against the raging fire. White smoke billowed as water vapor fought to smother the flames.

Seeing the effect, the god threw two more orbs in quick succession. At last, the relentless fire was extinguished.

When the smoke cleared, Blood Demon William stood motionless, his body blackened and unrecognizable. He looked like a charred corpse, horrifying to behold.

But his monstrous recovery abilities quickly took over. Bits of charred skin began to flake away, revealing tender, fresh flesh beneath. Within minutes, he had fully healed, though his face was noticeably paler than before.

The blood demon’s recovery came at a cost—his energy reserves were severely depleted. Unlike warriors who relied on spiritual energy to recover, blood demons replenished themselves by feeding. And the stronger the prey, the more it restored their strength, sometimes even enhancing their power.

“Old man,” William said hoarsely, his eyes burning with resentment. “I didn’t expect you to have such a trick up your sleeve. I underestimated you.”

“And you overestimated yourself,” Arion replied calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“Enough games. If I don’t go all out, I won’t be able to kill you,” William growled, his tone dripping with malice.

His eyes shifted to the main god who had just saved him. A sinister smile spread across his face.

“Thank you for your help earlier,” William said. “But now, I’ll need something else from you.”

The main god blinked in confusion. “Need something? What do you mean?”

“Your life.”

Before the main god could react, William vanished and reappeared behind him in a blur. With terrifying speed, he sank his fangs into the god’s neck.

“Ugh!”

The main god froze, his face twisted in horror. He wanted to fight back, but his body refused to move.

“Glug, glug!”

William drank deeply, his victim’s body visibly withering. Muscles shriveled, skin turned gray, and within moments, the once-mighty god was reduced to a lifeless husk. His eyes, wide with terror, remained open even in death.

William drained not just the god’s blood but his very essence, leaving nothing behind.

“Hiss!”

William exhaled deeply, satisfaction etched across his face. The fresh infusion of blood restored him to peak condition—stronger, even, than before.

But his actions horrified the others.

The warriors, already wary of the blood demon, were now furious.

“He saved your life, and you repaid him by killing him?!” one of the gods roared, their voice shaking with rage.

William smirked, unfazed. “You exist to serve me. It’s an honor for him to become a part of my strength. Now, I’ll carry his will forward—to tear that old man apart!”

With those words, William threw back his head and let out a deafening roar.

Black wings erupted from his back, massive and sinister, like the wings of a demon. They unfurled with a sharp crack, casting a menacing shadow over the battlefield.