His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0197

Grandmasters-a nation’s pride and joy.

The Regulus Windsur boasted five mighty armies, including the Northern Wyverna Army with its

legendary One Hundred and Eight War Generals”, each being a grandmaster in their own right. They

were a force to be

reckoned with.

In all of Regulus Windsur, there were no more than a thousand grandmasters. It took millions,

sometimes tens of millions of ordinary people, to produce just one of those rare grandmasters.

“You’re quite full of yourself.”

Wilhelm’s grip tightened on his sword, his eyes locked on Alexander with a chill of indifference. “You’re

like a young bull, unafraid of tigers, not knowing the danger. I’ve ended many brash youths like you.”

He glanced over at Harry and the others dismissively. “You all wanted Alexander dead, didn’t you?

However, he just saved Miss Acela and is in Mister Hardy’s good graces. I won’t bite the hand that

feeds.”

With that, he turned back to Alexander, his voice as austere as steel. “Your recent stunts in Province

Town

crossed the line with Mister Hardy. You’ve challenged me, and while I might spare your life, you won’t

escape punishment.”

As his words hung in the air, the Ghost Sword’s eyes flashed with deadly intent. His sword quivered

and

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lashed out, unleashing four swift strikes aimed at crippling Alexander’s limbs.

“Think grandmasters are unbeatable?”

voice steady as he

Finger Shadows Slash.

of lightning, surpassing any definition

after ‘Ghost Sword’ Wilhelm, he struck first, his finger grazing the

swiftness before

snapping back.

A dull thud echoed.

figure of Wilhelm seemed to implode as if a balloon had burst within him,

staggered back uncontrollably as a gush of blood

with a mere flick of

mastered, a blend of his body’s innate life force and the

fifty grueling years, was effortlessly undone by Alexander’s casual

“No way!”

went wide in shock, especially Harry. He clutched

tightly, and

he almost stood up.

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fighters, yet he was barely

who

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grandmaster with a single move?

fools, it’s laughable,” Alexander sald, his voice stolc as he pulled

gaze

stunned faces of Drake and the others.

of you.

you deserve life, but because you’re not even worth the effort

you’re so

meet your end, I won’t

soon extend into Province Town.

as polite as I

turned on his heel and walked

“Alexander…”

not until Alexander vanished from sight that Harry and his

bodies shaking with

his complexion cycling through shades of

He

onto a stone bench,

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