Chapter 0408

He was there.

Alexander

Roslyn’s heart pounded at the crossroads of life and death, and her eyes flew open in disbelief.

Barely two meters away. Alexander stood, his silhouette as unyielding as a mountain. With just two fingers, he effortlessly caught the descending blade, a veritable fortress that shielded her

from harm.

“Alexander? That’s some skill!”

At the heart of the circle of nine Grandmasters, Tristan’s hand was locked on his blade’s hilt, his

muscles twisting like serpents. His energy erupted with the ferocity of a landslide and tidal wave,

hammering crazily at Alexander’s unyielding fingers. The clash boomed like a raging sea at the

Saunders villa entrance.

Slay

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The impact was thunderous.

Where the blade met Alexander’s fingers, it was as though a grenade had exploded, a pale

shockwave rippling out for yards on end.

as if forged from the strongest

under the assault of such fearsome

Roslyn shivered with a

the epitome of manhood.

was

had witnessed Alexander’s strength before, but never in her wildest dreams did

formidable, that terrifying, that utterly beyond belief!

offering her an overwhelming sense of safety.

*Alvaro. Barak!”

on the brink of domination, did not hesitate. He bellowed, “Alexander’s

must band together and take

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

+15 BONOS

blade. One aimed a horizontal slash, the other a diagonal strike, both targeting

other Grandmasters sprang

be reckoned with, each brimming with a powerful energy transformation. They launched their attacks with precision–some with

from every conceivable angle, leaving no room for

blow

it was like the heavens and earth were colliding. As they unleashed their power, a vacuum formed in the air, invisible but

trying to outshine the sun?” Alexander quipped with

and whispered,

lifted his left hand as if he could set the sky on fire. His fingers danced–a

sound was earth–shattering.

villa trembled to its core. Cups on the coffee table shattered into dust, and everyone inside, including Blaine, Cingen, and the 120 swordsmen, turned ghostly white as their ears rang with

horror was

intense power that the air itself seemed to

force radiated

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