His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0399

Silver Fire was gone.

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The once formidable master of energy transformation had not even caught a glimpse of Alexander’s move, not had he time to scream. In an instant, the black spikes‘ crushing power obliterated his insides, and he dropped dead without a second’s delay.

The gap in their power was staggering, beyond bellef, downright terrifying.

“No, this can’t be happening, it just can’t…”

Golden Wolf’s hands clenched his dark golden saber so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He stared at Silver Fire’s twitching body on the ground, shaking uncontrollably, his eyes seething with blood–red fury,

He had unleashed his most powerful move, decades of energy transformation practice channeled through his blade, creating invisible energy lashes meant to restrain a grandmaster. Such at technique should have crippled even the supreme grand martial.

However, when Alexander struck, it was as If Golden Wolf’s energy lashes had nothing to latch onto, failing to bind Alexander at all.

What kind of fighters‘ realm was that? What level of power did Alexander possess?

It was beyond anything Golden Wolf could have Imagined.

the pinnacle of energy transformation mastery, Just a step away from becoming a supreme grand martial, and you throw your

he walked past Golden Wolf, heading toward the presidential suite. Only when he reached the door did he pause, turning to give Golden

choice, live or die.”

would never surrender. To do so would mean losing the fighter’s spirit, and with it, any chance

Redwine family? To ignore their safety was no better than treason. “Alexander,

a defiant clench. “You think I’d betray the Redwine family? Impossible! I might not beat you, but

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flicked. The Made flew from Golden Wot’s grasp, effortlessly caught and wielded in a swill, reverse strike. A crisp stap echoed as Golden Wolf’s right arm was cleanly severed, blood spraying as it fell to the ground,

Today, I’ll let you live, Hexander said, his tace unchanging He tossed the blade aside, pointed to the presidential suite’s door,

is sealed today. I won’t soil my hands with them. If

count down. “Three,

not hesitate. They charged, busting through the door in a desperate scramble to be

bed, lost in the pleasures provided by Alice, when the

shock,

outcry was cut short.

explanations or the fact that Owen and Alice were barely clothed. They seized

feet.

“Alexander!”

Fire was still bleeding out, the carpet beneath soaked in a growing crimson pool,