Chapter 0245

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Briscoe’s face turned ghostly pale as he faced Alexander, his will to fight completely shattered,

The War Temple Lord…….

That title, that rank, loomed over him like an insurmountable peak, shaking him to his core.

Forget Briscoe. Not even 10 or 100 like him could have made a ripple in front of the formidable War Temple

Lord.

“Miss Chesire is…” Briscoe started, his voice laced with despair so profound that it seemed to carve into his soul.

“My men took her out to sea on a fishing boat headed for Umbracia. They’re planning to sell her off at the black market. If my guess is right, she’s already hit international waters by now…”

International waters.

Alexander remained stoic, cutting Briscoe off with a swift palm strike.

Briscoe, the Grandmaster of the fighter community, possessing peak energy transformation strength, was slapped in the head. Without a hint of resistance crossing his mind, he collapsed on the spot and died.

day forward, the northern Ellis family, the Tormora Hart

on his heel and marched to the nearest

The jet took off.

to Umbracia, to

as

a 20-meter fishing boat cut swiftly through the open sea. Waves frothed at its sides as it left the East Sea behind, venturing into the lawless embrace

“Hey, Eagle!”

grin. “We’re off to Umbracia, and we’re

“You talking about Amber? The hotshot from New Chesire Group, Ol’

us?

low, menacing chuckle, the two men made their way to the

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Meanwhile, below deck…

was sprawled on the floor, her mouth sealed with layers

the marks

to sit up, her hands working the rope against a

fraying, the knots loosening.

“What’s this?”

raking over Amber’s form before one sneered. They moved closer, eyeing the frayed rope. “Thought you could run? Don’t you

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