The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 377

The State of Colombia, under Governor Pablo Falcao, was in a live conference with six other state governors.

"Four new governors in just one year-Vancouver, Los Angeles, Chicago, and Paris... unbelievable," Pablo muttered, his voice thick with contempt.

"They must have been handpicked by the king himself," he added, leaning forward.

"We, the old guard, can't just sit here and let that boy do whatever he wants. If we don't act now, we'll be replaced too."

"We can't let that stupid, brainless king—who spends his days chasing women— lead this country into ruin!"

One of the governors raised an eyebrow. "Pablo, don't you think the new king is better than the old one?"

"He's too young to be our king-and far too foolish!" Pablo snapped.

His palm slammed against the table with a crack that echoed through the call. "If he stops us from making weapons, where the hell will our profits come from?"

"Oh, come on, Pablo. We're the weakest country out there. Any weapon we make means nothing to the others."

"Honestly, I think the king made a wise move-shutting down weapon production and focusing on farming," one governor said.

"That's because your Vinland State only has farms!" Pablo roared, his face flushing with anger.

"Can't you see? He's turning this proud nation into a weak, weaponless, coward's land!"

"I'm done with this conversation," the Vinland governor shot back before cutting his camera feed and leaving the meeting.

"Get out, you coward!" Pablo barked after him. Then he glared at the others.

"And what about you? Are you with me or not? Our king is a coward. He's weak and he will lead this country to ruin!"

Pablo began cursing loudly, rallying the others to his side-when something happened.

The five remaining governors saw it first: a man suddenly appeared behind Pablo, landing lightly as if he had dropped from the air.

“So, Pablo,” the man said, voice calm yet deadly, "you want to rebel against your king?"

Pablo's blood turned to ice. He twisted around and his face went pale.

"I heard everything," the man continued, stepping closer.

"And I'll give you one chance. Take one hit from my palm. If you can stand after it, you'll be king."

Alex stood there-King Alexander Leonhart himself.

"What... what are you doing here?" Pablo's voice cracked.

have eyes and ears everywhere,"

make a decision, do you think I don't know who will use it to fan rebellion?

had always believed the young king had strength but no

he had set a

to kill me?" Pablo

chance to take my place, under

be king. I defeated the old king with my power. If you want the throne,

a meter from Pablo. His eyes

make others fight and bleed for you. Take one of my strikes yourself. If you survive, the throne

and politics, not a duel of raw power.

block one of your attacks,

voice like steel. "If you survive one

a laugh. “I'm a superhuman too. You think you can kill me with one hit? You are

I come." Alex's voice was final, like the slam

a blur, his

impact was like a thunderclap from the heavens-air shattered, the ground

with such force that the wall behind him vanished in an instant, reduced

and wood exploded outward, leaving a gaping hole that

ragged hole

governors stared in shock, unable to comprehend what had just

nonsense, challenging my authority.

the five of you-listen well. If

that any of you want my throne, come to your doorstep myself... and we'll settle it in an honorable fight.

froze. A chill ran down their spines, their

"Yes, my King."

dropping low, "the entire Falcao family will be erased from this

deep breath, his expression shadowed with

my King," the others

leaf... then the

of Colombia and their military into war against our nation's

war would have left thousands-tens of thousands-dead. Families

them dead in

no one

be chosen by the people

camera feed,

death—not just for you, but

tried to ignore your

every wall you speak near has my ears. Ifl hear you slander me again, don't point at me and call me cruel

five governors nodded

truly sorry, my King. Please, forgive us!" they blurted out,