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Lord Barbenheim's face was grim when he saw Ivan's lifeless body. He had to admit his mistake. Lucas's sole student had surpassed his master.
Dustin walked into the living room, his murderous intent escalating with each step. By the time he reached Lord Barbenheim, his rage was so intense it shocked the lord himself. Dustin could also project a murderous aura, a skill honed from countless wartime killings. This unnerved the Wyatt sisters; they were ordinary people, and Dustin's aura was far stronger than anything they'd experienced. He was young; they couldn't believe he'd killed so many.
Lord Barbenheim's expression turned grave. "You must have the Wyatt family's treasure," he stated with certainty. Dustin's strength was undeniable; were he Lucas, he would have surrendered the treasure.
Dustin remained silent, continuing his advance. He didn't care about the treasure; he only wanted to kill Lord Barbenheim. He unleashed another powerful punch, generating a fierce wind that shattered the surrounding furniture. Lord Barbenheim, however, countered with the aura of a powerful fighter—an aura even stronger than Ivan's. Lord Barbenheim was a sovereign-grade fighter, undefeated on the battlefield. His strength was unquestionable.
Dustin showed no surprise, his face remaining impassive as his punches landed faster. Lord Barbenheim retaliated with a skilled strike. Their fists collided with an explosive sound, devastating the Wyatt family villa's living room. After a moment, both staggered back, the exchange seemingly a draw.
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"Dustin, you're a rare martial arts genius," Lord Barbenheim conceded gravely. "If you hand over the treasure, I promise to share authority over the ancient martial families and split the remaining treasure with you."
"I'm only interested in killing you," Dustin replied coldly, his murderous intent unwavering.
Lord Barbenheim's face darkened. "Kill me? How? Our strength is nearly equal. Continued fighting will only severely injure us both. Don't forget, I'm Lord Barbenheim; I command all of Grayvale." Dustin, indifferent, bowed to the ashes on the floor.
"I'm sorry I have to break my promise." He rolled up his sleeves, revealing hoops of mysterious material on his wrists. He removed one and threw it.
Boom!
The small hoop created a massive crater, shaking the living room like an earthquake. Lord Barbenheim froze, speechless. What was it? A power enhancer? A shackle? He didn't know, but sweat beaded on his forehead. He felt relief that Dustin had only used one; even with enhanced power, he felt confident he could still win. He was Lord Barbenheim; if necessary, he could use his authority. His army could overwhelm Rivenesco, regardless of Dustin's strength.
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Whoosh!
Dustin moved with such speed that the air trembled, shocking Lord Barbenheim. He'd only removed one hoop, yet his speed was dramatically increased.
In that instant of shock, Dustin landed a punch. Lord Barbenheim, still reeling, reacted slowly, failing to block the blow. Crack! His left shoulder collapsed, the bones shattered. He staggered back over thirty feet before regaining his footing, coughing up blood. One punch had inflicted such devastating damage.
"You…" Lord Barbenheim gasped, awestruck by Dustin's monstrous strength. He'd nearly been killed. One hoop, and Dustin's power had leaped to a new level.
"Lord Barbenheim, you must die!" Dustin pressed his attack, his face icy.
Lord Barbenheim, flushed and sweating, pleaded, "I don't want the treasure! I'll return to Honora with my soldiers and never return to Rivenesco!" He'd never compromised before, but he would to survive. "I'm Lord Barbenheim! Killing me will plunge Grayvale into chaos. The government will retaliate, killing you and your family! I don't want the treasure! Pretend I never came!"
Dustin sneered, his face mocking. Lord Barbenheim should have considered the consequences earlier. "From the moment you desecrated my adoptive father's grave, your fate was sealed." Lord Barbenheim's face paled.
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His visit to the Wyatt family had cost him his life. Lord Barbenheim struggled to stand, desperate for survival, but he no longer wanted to fight. He wanted to escape and unleash his army on Rivenesco.
Dustin wouldn't allow it. Dustin's speed surpassed Lord Barbenheim's. He cornered him at the door. All Lord Barbenheim saw was Dustin's rapidly approaching fist. The punch landed on his chest, shattering his vital organs and bones.
Lord Barbenheim collapsed, eyes wide open in death. If given another chance, he'd never set foot in Rivenesco.
Silence descended. After a while, a Hell Guard arrived. "My Liege, Lord Barbenheim's soldiers are dead," he reported. "Good," Dustin replied, dismissing him.
Ten minutes later, the Wyatt sisters returned, having searched the villa for the treasure in vain. Running out of time, they'd rushed back to plead with Lord Barbenheim. They were stunned to find him dead.