Chapter 0244

“Temple Lord Kane…”

At the harbor, Orion held Tobias’ lifeless body, his gaze frozen as warplanes and armored vehicles closed in fast. Even the simplest mind could piece together Alexander’s true identity.

He was no doubt the Lord of War, the Temple Lord himself.

In the heart of Regulus Windsur, military factions and shadowy powers abounded with names like ‘Ghostfire Hall’, ‘Crimson Hall’, ‘God King Hall’, and ‘Pantheon Hall’. However, only one dared to deploy a regular army so openly, only one dared to flaunt the title ‘Temple Lord’ without a second thought.

That was the legendary Lord of War, the Temple Lord, the awe-inspiring leader of the Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps, Alexander.

“So, the Lord of War, the Temple Lord…is called Alexander…”

It was not just Orion Ellis. Briscoe Hart, Yered Wafer, and the other attendants were all utterly shocked by the revelation.

They were not nobodies; they were prominent figures up north. However, they had only heard whispers of the ‘ Lord of War, the Temple Lord’, never knowing his real name, let alone that he was Mister Kane.

They finally knew.

Maybe, just maybe, they wished they did not.

Temple Lord Kane’s wife had been taken, and they had nearly succeeded in assassinating Temple Lord Kane himself, earning his fierce wrath.

Lord Kane,

Orion’s face was a canvas of fear and madness as though petrified one moment and on the verge of a wild decision the next. His hand crept to his waist, and with a thunderous bellow, he declared, “If I’m going

from his belt, his finger

The gun spat fire.

Fully aware that this was his end, he was ready to sacrifice

was a stealthy ambush. The bullet, ablaze with a

“Temple Lord!”

“Sir!”

“Watch out!”

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personal guards and George-who was just a

Briscoe with

was dangerously close to

issue for Umbracia’s military, the M11SF, with a range of 150 meters and a

take less than a blink for the bullet to pierce Alexander’s skull. No matter how strong one might be, evasion was

Alexander did not even

with the grace of a dancer. However, he simply reached out his right hand and

caught the bullet mid-air, despite it being too quick for the eye to

before he tossed it aside, addressing Orion with a calm detachment. “Sorry to say, but your regular small-caliber guns don’t do

on me.”

Boom!

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