His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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.

this day forward, the northern Ellis family, the Tormora Hart family,

nearest Eagle Wing jet. A commanding gesture from him and the engines roared

The jet took off.

was off to Umbracia, to save

…

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

“Hey, Eagle!”

back at the cabin with a sinister grin. “We’re off to Umbracia, and we’re going to be at

his throat. “You talking about Amber? The hotshot from New Chesire Group,

stopping us? Let’s

chuckle, the two men

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Meanwhile, below deck…

sealed with layers of tape, her

face bore the marks of a brutal

up, her hands

fraying, the knots loosening.

“What’s this?”

frayed rope. “Thought you could run? Don’t you know where you are? We’re on international waters! Even if you break free, where