An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2560

Chapter 2560

What surprised Zeus, the King of Gods, wasn’t just the golden pagoda’s powerful defense—it was the way it absorbed attacks.

The massive lightning ball he had just hurled was mostly swallowed by the golden pagoda, leaving no visible damage behind.

This was far more advanced than brute-force spatial defense.

It was clear: this golden pagoda had to be a rare artifact.

Breaking it wouldn’t be easy.

But the more he realized that, the more convinced he became that Logan was hiding inside the temple.

If he could destroy the golden pagoda, Logan—and the threat he posed—would be completely eliminated.

“My two donors, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is indestructible. No matter how hard you strike, it won’t break. Please, stop wasting your strength and return to the mountain,” the leading monk advised earnestly.

“Hmph! I refuse to believe there’s any defense in this world I can’t break!”

Zeus didn’t back down. In fact, he was even more fired up.

He spread his arms wide and began gathering energy rapidly.

Two massive lightning balls formed in his hands, swelling larger and larger.

“Break!”

When they grew to the size of basketballs, Zeus launched them with all his might, slamming them into the golden pagoda.

Boom! Boom!

Two deafening explosions rang out, and the golden pagoda shuddered slightly.

Waves of energy rippled out from the blasts, but once again, the golden pagoda absorbed everything—leaving no trace behind.

Still, Zeus didn’t stop. He kept building energy and launching wave after wave of lightning balls at the pagoda.

Explosions filled the air without pause.

Yet no matter how fierce the assault, the golden pagoda stood unmoved—unscathed, like a mountain unmoved by the wind.

Inside the temple, the monks finally exhaled in relief.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was even tougher than they’d expected. To survive repeated attacks from Zeus without a single crack—this was no ordinary defense.

But while the monks and temple guards felt reassured, Grace in the rear courtyard remained tense.

She knew better than anyone that the pagoda—her life-saving treasure—wasn’t invincible.

Though it looked unharmed, every hit from Zeus placed increasing strain on it.

If that strain kept piling up, the pagoda would eventually collapse.

In short, if Zeus kept attacking relentlessly, the pagoda would fall sooner or later.

At the current rate of attack, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda could only hold him off for a day and a night.

And that was assuming Hera didn’t join in.

If she did, the time it would take to break the pagoda would be cut drastically.

The real key, however, was Logan.

If he could absorb all the Dracan essences before the pagoda shattered, he’d be able to turn the tide.

If not—he’d die.

Grace was gambling her life that Logan would pull through.

Time ticked by.

Zeus kept hammering away at the pagoda, nonstop.

Blue lightning balls exploded against its surface like relentless cannon fire.

Grace understood all too well: no matter how strong the defense, it wasn’t truly invincible. Every artifact had its limits.

Zeus’s goal was simple—use brute force and overwhelming cultivation to reduce the pagoda to rubble.

It made sense in theory, but pulling it off wasn’t easy.

The pagoda had its limits. Its internal energy wasn’t infinite.

After a full hour of bombardment, the golden pagoda was still standing firm.

But Zeus was drenched in sweat, completely exhausted.

Since ascending as God King, he had never been this worn out.

He had always crushed his opponents in mere seconds.

Who would’ve thought that a single golden pagoda could survive more than an hour of his relentless attacks?

It was like trying to crack an impenetrable turtle shell.

Frustrated and furious, Zeus gritted his teeth.

But the more he failed to break it, the more determined he became.

After a brief rest, Zeus finally turned to Hera, who had been watching silently from behind, and snapped, “Hera! How long are you going to just stand there and watch?”

“Are you begging me for help?” Hera yawned, clearly amused. “You looked like you were enjoying yourself, so I didn’t want to ruin your fun. Besides, don’t you hate it when I step in and steal your thunder?”

“That was before! This is now! Can’t you see I’m drenched in sweat over here?” Zeus shouted angrily. “If you don’t help break this pagoda, we’re in for a bigger mess!”

He was the mighty King of Gods. If word got out that he couldn’t even destroy a single pagoda, how could he face the world?

“Alright, alright, since you’re asking so nicely, I’ll help.”

Hera stretched lazily, her demeanor finally shifting to something serious.