His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0409

No one knew Alexander’s true strength.

The enemy commander, slain by Alexander, remained oblivious. So did the dozen Lords of War who met their end at the hands of Alexander.

Even the mighty Four Dukes of War of the Temple of War, renowned for their strength, remained

clueless.

All that was known was that even the mightiest commander beside the Emperor of the Serandsi, a formidable powerhouse surpassing the overlords of that era, could only withstand two moves

from Alexander.

The third move ended with Alexander obliterating him with a single punch, turning his body into a

myriad of blood mist that stained the entire Serandsi Palace red.

“Who am I? Don’t you know?” Alexander wore a smile, gazing at the nine Grandmasters before him and lightly chuckling. “Didn’t you just shout my name a moment ago? The Redwine family, the Fabio family, the Jentsch family-haven’t you investigated me enough?

“I’m Alexander from Ol’ Mare, which is no longer a secret. Do I need to explain myself then?” he

continued.

Their arms were devoid of

pain, the terror

they could have easily swept through Of Mare and dominated Zabaleta. Yet, they never imagined they

of disparity was this? They even began to doubt if

someone at the pinnacle of overlords, it was inconceivable to unleash such horrifying

“Alexander, you’re very strong.”

eight Grandmasters turned pale,

“As you bested us today, I finally understand what it means when they say there is always someone better, something beyond the

and reduced us to cripples, but— We’re

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ha xalqi bine, the hated sharply. His

bursting apart in

causing the very

his skin almost

families, Spare no effort, even if it means perishing

oath to

in fury, their bodies rapidly swelling. As Grandmasters, their vital energy was immensely profound. With a desperate posture, they began

most thorough, the most ruthless, the most

“Run! Take cover!”