The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 397

Samuel's eyes blazed red as he roared, "Die!"

His fist shot forward, a strike so fierce it seemed to tear the world apart.

The garden exploded into chaos. Trees bent and cracked like dry twigs, plants were ripped from the earth, and a storm of dust swirled upward as if a tornado had been born from his rage.

Then-boom.

The thunderous sound shook the ground as Alex calmly raised a single hand.

His palm met Samuel's earth-shattering punch, and the force vanished like smoke in the wind.

Samuel froze. His strength drained in an instant, leaving him standing there, hollow-eyed, staring at Alex in shock.

The garden fell into a deathly silence. Not a breath, not a whisper-just stunned faces watching the impossible unfold.

No one could believe it. Alex had stopped Samuel Prescott.

Samuel, the grandmaster. Level ninety-nine.

The man whose fists could splinter mountains, whose kicks could carve canyons. Across the nation, there were few-if any-who could take his strike head-on.

And within the Prescott family? No one.

"D... Did he just block it?" Frederick stammered, his eyes stretched wide, his disbelief plain as day.

To him, Samuel wasn't just strong—he was the peak of human power, the mountain no one could climb.

He had once watched his grandfather reduce a mountain peak to rubble with a single punch.

To imagine anyone-let alone a young doctor-standing unscathed after meeting Samuel's full force was madness.

"Oh, my God!" the butler gasped, his jaw slack.

The Prescott guards were no better, staring with mouths open.

They had dismissed Alex as just a genius physician—nothing more. Yet here he was, not only alive, but holding his ground against Samuel's deadliest blow.

"Who... who the hell is this man?" Henry muttered, sweat trickling down his temple.

Only moments ago, he had been certain Alex would be torn apart. Instead, Alex stood firm while his father's strike had collapsed into nothing.

Even Benjamin recoiled, his body trembling. "No... impossible!"

if denial could change what his eyes had seen. If this young stranger was stronger than his father, then death was already clawing at

strength must've burned out. He's spent from the

Frederick jumped on

His strength

the thought like drowning men grabbing

through the crowd. Yes-Samuel had weakened. Yes-Alex was

trembling, his gaze

with disbelief. He

like striking the ocean-endless, immovable, swallowing his

steady, calm. "I'm Alex. The man who saved your life. The doctor they

"You... you're the one who

you rest for an hour," Alex said, his voice cold, steady. "But

that coma and ordered everyone not to disturb you. I was with him when you woke up.

the crowd, hard and cutting like steel. "Then who

breaking with fury. "Who woke

was, you're dead once I

a finger at one of the nurses.

her head wildly. "No! It wasn't me—I

whipped across her face with a sharp

Don't think you'll hide from me. The one who made

be you," he snarled, jabbing a finger at the doctor. Without warning, his boot

bone echoed as the doctor's leg snapped under the force, his scream ripping the

the one who woke him, aren't you?" Benjamin roared, slamming his fist into the man's

sideways, limp, his

one could tell if he had only fainted—or if Benjamin had beaten

unchecked. He seized another nurse by the arm, dragging her forward with murder in

his fist,

Benjamin barked,

Father-!" Frederick protested, his

Then he turned to Samuel, lowering his

I'll handle this. But with the mansion in ruins, the security's finished. Every

his voice burning with false

you. And when we do, they'll beg

Frederick echoed

Whatever's left of the

hurried out into the wreckage. Benjamin and Frederick exchanged a

the evidence before anyone saw

area emptied, Samuel raised a

speak with this man

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