The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 427

Alex stepped into the ruined shell of Logan's mansion.

"Logan! You jerk!" Alex shouted.

"Don't tell me you've already died inside this rubble, you weak bastard. How can you crave the throne when you fall apart over a pile of stones?"

Logan wasn't Samuel the old monster - nobody was.

Still, he ranked among the country's top five fighters. He rose from the wreckage, dust and torn fabric clinging to him, half his shirt shredded, chest exposed like a dare.

"Who the hell are you, destroying my house?" Logan bellowed, voice rough with anger and something close to fear.

"You know me." Alex took a step forward until they were face to face.

"Alex?" Logan sneered, wiping dirt from his lip.

"Aren't you the man who wiped out the Guise family

—

part of Kingwell? You've

been banished. What are you doing here?"

"Say the king found you intolerable and sent me back to Kingwell to teach you a lesson," Alex replied, slow and cold.

"I've also got a personal score to settle - Charles Kingston. That bastard wrecked my life and lit a fire in me. You happen to support him, so I came here to slap your face."

"You're insane!" Logan laughed, too loud.

"I've got hundreds of thousands of soldiers ready. I knew the king would send someone. I'm prepared."

"Really?" Alex laughed, low and sharp. "I'll give you twenty minutes to call every one of them. Twenty minutes to bring your army here. I'll open your eyes to what Kingswell really is."

Logan barked a laugh that tried to be fearless. "Twenty minutes? You think that's enough to gather Kingswell's forces? I'll give you ten minutes instead."

He believed in his power the way men believe in armor — blindly, stubbornly.

For ten years he'd stacked men, money, and promises. In his head, a hundred thousand soldiers would answer his call and crush Kingswell-then the king himself.

That army would be enough to lift him onto the throne.

"I'll wait ten minutes, then," Alex said, crossing his arms as he stared up at the black sky filled with stars.

He'd been here too long. He'd let his mission-to find his parents-slip through his hands.

This country had chewed at him and held him down.

leave-to find a way to the Earth Empire, the

father came from there, and

citizens of the top two nations were allowed entry-either as residents

the poorest of

Empire-they weren't even allowed to set foot in the fifth or sixth-ranked

were treated like unwanted

reach the Earth Empire, he'd have to

his way up-sixth, fifth, fourth, third-changing his citizenship step

impossible. Every country thought their citizen

outsiders, especially immigrants from Estoria-they

other nations lived as

like slaves, stripped of dignity

are up!"

alone in the open

him, nearly a thousand soldiers

their floodlights slicing through the night. Fighter jets roared above,

laughing with arrogance. "I'm going to wipe

with a faint smile. "Do you even know why the battles between kings are settled through duels instead of military

Logan's grin faltered.

across his

said, stepping closer.

from Alex's

beneath his feet.

pressure slamming into him, forcing him to

muscles shaking under

around them, soldiers began collapsing one by one. Their eyes

control, spinning wildly before crashing into the

disappearing into the dark horizon before erupting

men, only two were left standing or rather,

beside Logan, who

Alex said quietly,

Logan's body lower

Alex said, voice flat as a blade, "a million soldiers are just ants. What can an army do against a single human who knows how to use insecticide? Spray önce ; and

soldiers around them. "Kingswell could release a

hundred thousand

face went white. "Who are you?" he asked, the bravado

"Alexander Leonhart," Alex answered.

"Are there many like

many disciples.

let the words hang. “The king belongs to our order. He has brothers and sisters like

smacked Logan across the cheek-once, twice-each strike

them? I alone am enough

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