His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0596 Three minutes...

Out on the Pacifara Bay, the Giant Whale Lord of War and the Wild Wave Lord of War were reeling, wiping blood from their lips, locking eyes, each seeing the other's disbelief. I They had miscalculated.

Both were seasoned veterans, over sixty, their bodies hardened by war and their command extending far and wide. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, unbeatable—or so they thought. 2 However, facing the legendary Lord of War, they crumbled in an instant. Was that the power of the mightiest Lord of War? I Losing two Lords of War was not just a threat— it was something Alexander could actually pull off.

"You two Lords of War, you've been bested!" In the command centers of the Giant Whale

and Wild Wave curriers, hundreds of onlookers —spotters, military gurus, top brass—were all staring, slack-jawed at the main screen, shock written all over their faces.

Defeat was not the scary part. It was the bone- chilling intent to kill that Alexander radiated, the threat he had just made. Even through the screen, they could feel the icy edge of his fury, a volcano ready to blow.

If the Hexagonal Tower did not cough up a good excuse in the next three minutes, Alexander was going to unleash hell. No way the two top Lord of War and their massive carrier fleets were getting out of that one unscathed.

kind of pressure only the world's strongest Lord of

big cheese, Jameson Schmidt, and his right-hand man, Wilton, stood at the top of

combat satellites. There was Alexander, standing tall and defiant on the big screen, making them quake

away! If they could not track down where that missile came from, that unbeatable Lord of War was going to explode in a fury and wipe I out their Lord

of the Hexagonal Tower, a white- haired professor with gold-rimmed glasses jabbed a finger at the screen, his lips quivering: "l've got him, it was him! "Just

us, he's trying

on purpose!” Hesberg?! Jameson's

his voice quivering. "Quick, get a message to Alexander. We've pinpointed the missile's origin. Tell him to hold his

Hexagonal Tower's message, beamed down by satellite, reached the

a military tribunal...” Alexander, with the sea beneath his feet, fixed his gaze towards Umbracia, a chilling glint of fury in

tangible flames.

of blood, an enmity so deep it could never be shared under the

palm gesture. "Umbracia has spoken. We'll see to it that this is settled to Temple Lord Kane's satisfaction. Please, Temple Lord Kane, temper