His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0495 While the Redwine father and son were reeling in shock, Ryder and Zayn were already basking in smug triumph.

Right there at the Redwine estate gates, the heads of the Simmons and Waine families stood, an aura of death around them, flanked by the last two Grandmaster Envoys of their respective clans. Behind them, a hundred of their finest troops stood ready.

Leading the pack was a giant of a man, nearly two meters tall, with a chest and back as bare as the day he was born.

His body hair thick and wild, like a bear on the prowl.

He was the Polar Heavyweight, known as the Icefield Violent Bear, Roman

Sonov! "Heavyweight!" In the heart of the estate, the Three Sages of Cidda City, who had managed to maintain their composure until then, were suddenly stricken with terror. Their eyes met, each reflecting the same dread they felt.

heavyweight atthe major level! The fighter from the distant northern reaches stood at the gates of the Redwine family's home, an immovable iceberg personified, exuding an aura of icy ferocity. Even from a

beyond their ability

the Three Sages of Cidda City, a gaunt elder with snowy hair, turned to Frank

advanced. If we face him head-on, I'm afraid..." Frank felt a

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City, whom they had just enlisted, were no match for the combined might of the

of the great hall. They gazed at Vince and Frank, their faces ashen, and

was thick with tension. Troy and Xerxes Simmons had only heard whispers of Alexander, known simply as a friend

in Veridian and

had crossed swords with a legend—the indomitable Alexander, the very myth of Ol' Mare, who had felled eight of the mightiest Envoys, leaving a

defiant before Ryder and Zayn. "You may have the upper hand against my Redwine family, but you're dead wrong if you think we'll bow down. We're warriors to the end, not cowards who flee from death. Do