Chapter 1369 Jaxon Rose of the Third Syndicate

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The two grotesque women from the previous night pushed through the crowd, their beady eyes burning into Robin with pure hatred.

“Priestess Hacyon was right–you’re utterly delusional!” one spat.

“The Four Warlords who once dominated Netheris? You’re not fit to lick their boots!”

Robin smirked. “Still gargling the Syndicate’s lies, I sec. Tell me, hogs–what have you ever done besides worship shadows?

“Just look at yourselves, acting like deluded fools.

“Those ‘Warlords‘ would crumble under one punch from me.”

The women’s lumpy faces twisted in rage, their sausage fingers twitching as if itching to strike.

The provocation sent ripples through the gathered warriors who were here for the Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris.

“Who does this trash think he is? He dares to disrespect the Third Syndicate’s legends!”

A thunderous voice cracked through the murmurs.

“Do you even know what kind of force the Four Warlords were back then?

“Under the High Pontiff, Netheris Syndicate flourished because of the Four Warlords and the Eighteen Golden Armor Knights. The Third Syndicate shaped eras with a glance.

“And you think you can eclipse them? You reek of madness.”

Robin searched for the voice and saw a group of ten men marching toward him.

A towering figure with muscles like steel cables led them. He looked to be 30 years old.

His eyes harbored a chilling murderous intent as they locked on Robin.

Arthur whispered in Robin’s ears. “Mr. Ramsey, that’s Jaxon Rose. The Third Syndicate’s Peak Grandmaster.”

Jaxon began striding toward Robin.

The crowd parted to make a way for him.

“That’s Jaxon from the Third Syndicate.”

“They say he’s already hit the Peak Grandmaster!”

“He’s ranked first in the entire Third Syndicate!”

“Rumor says he’s Warlord Gabriel’s final disciple.

all Four Warlords

legendary–even his syndicate

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Jaxon Rose of

oppressive aura makes anyone below

Robin studied Jaxon’s approach.

radiated palpable energy–a

he had to draw a

of the World of Darkness, wouldn’t last three

had an impressive cultivation for his

mentors like the Third Syndicate’s Four Warlords and Eighteen Golden Armor

arrogance. Jaxon carried himself with the

of the Warlords

toward Robin, his neck

on Mount Netheris‘ path froze, holding their breath for the

“Who is this nobody?”

he from the

no one

seems… pretty close to Hacyon

rotting in unmarked graves. Yet here

you have a problem with the

“Mr.

sleeve

the boy’s hair. “If he’s in such a hurry

fierce battle was about

Onlookers sized up Robin.

he’s already beyond

fists erupted with violent energy. “You just signed your

where this man

at the two women. My sister’s taking him to Pontiff

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Jaxon Rose

quickly

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her disciples with a

she lifted her chin. “Master Rose, Pontiff Talmud

offended you in any way, wait until his meeting

didn’t waver as

Hacyon–a mere First–rank

Netheris Syndicates, the Third Syndicate

top young elite, Jaxon naturally looked down on someone of

mentioned that Pontiff Talmud wished to see this man–and that gave him

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