His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0655 { Was Alexander truly a legendary supreme grand martial? The answer was a resounding no.

He was not just any supreme grand martial. He was the undefeated Lord of War, the mightiest warrior revered worldwide, standing four whole levels above any Grandmaster.

"He's done for. He's a dead man!" Five meters away, the Gray Wolf's blade I arced through the air, his eyes locked onto Alexander's, alight with a fierce excitement.

He had landed the perfect ambush.

Alexander, coffee in his right hand, casually tapped the hotel's service counter with his left, seemingly oblivious to the attack.

~ No reaction? That spelled doom.

y Faced with such a surprise attack, even a deadly strike from an Apex of —= Grandmaster would mean certain death for someone, even a Peak Supreme Grand Martial, caught off guard without any defenses! However, then...

"A sneak attack? Bold move, but sadly, it's too feeble." Alexander's left index finger curled slightly. Without sparing a glance at the descending blade, he tapped the counter and said, "You're looking for a swift end? I'll oblige.

"You'll die fast, and painlessly." As his voice faded, his fingertip lightly struck the counter, emitting a crisp 'snap'.

the hallway seemed to seize up. The

before it could

there was

He could not even scream. His body was \ flung back, slamming into the corridor wall, then dropped to the floor with a ‘snap’, limbs convulsing briefly

frozen in shock, their eyes wide as they gazed upon Gray Wolf's lifeless body. It was as if they had seen a specter; they simply

dead? I The

unchallenged right-hand man of their entire operation, had perished without a whisper of resistance, his end shrouded in

his j right hand. After taking a small sip, he gazed

take down? Whoever's left standing must avenge our brothers. No retreat, we'll bury him under our numbers!" "Charge!" I "Attack!" i With that, the men cast aside any last shred of doubt. Their weapons—a whirlwind of sabers, clubs, and knives — descended

two people to walk side by side, was jam-packed. The crowd surged forward, each person driven by a feverish determination, launching a frenzied charge at Alexander! "Ants,

coffee, eyeing the \ ragtag mob before him. With a casual flick, he sent a spray of coffee droplets flying, his voice devoid of feeling. "Dying by my hand is an honor

yet seemingly filled with boundless force, struck the two Grandmasters leading the charge, effortlessly

a single one was

cadre of over 30 I warriors wielding vital energy, were I devastated by those

channels and organs

fate worse