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.

Grandmasters stiffened. Their arms were devoid

pain, the terror in their hearts was

they never imagined they would be defeated by the young

kind of disparity was this? They even began to doubt if this

grand martial or someone at the pinnacle of overlords,

“Alexander, you’re very strong.”

Grandmasters turned pale, and none of

Tristan chuckled as he stared at Alexander with bloodshot eyes. “As you bested us today, I finally understand what it

arms and reduced us to cripples, but— We’re sworn to fulfill our

+15 BONOS

the hated sharply. His lower abdomen bulged instantly,

in

brewing within him, causing the very surrounding air to

his skin almost

your respective families, Spare no effort, even if it means perishing together!” he roared. “This is the dignity of

to

bodies rapidly swelling. As Grandmasters, their vital energy was immensely profound. With a

most ruthless, the

“Run! Take cover!”