Chapter 0245

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Briscoe’s face turned ghostly pale as he faced Alexander, his will to fight completely shattered,

The War Temple Lord…….

That title, that rank, loomed over him like an insurmountable peak, shaking him to his core.

Forget Briscoe. Not even 10 or 100 like him could have made a ripple in front of the formidable War

Temple

Lord.

“Miss Chesire is…” Briscoe started, his voice laced with despair so profound that it seemed to carve

into his soul.

“My men took her out to sea on a fishing boat headed for Umbracia. They’re planning to sell her off at

the black market. If my guess is right, she’s already hit international waters by now…”

International waters.

Alexander remained stoic, cutting Briscoe off with a swift palm strike.

Briscoe, the Grandmaster of the fighter community, possessing peak energy transformation strength,

was slapped in the head. Without a hint of resistance crossing his mind, he collapsed on the spot and

died.

“From this day forward, the northern Ellis family, the Tormora Hart family, are history!”

on his heel and marched to the nearest

him and the engines roared to

The jet took off.

was off to Umbracia,

was as dark

glittering with stars, a 20-meter fishing

East Sea

waters.

“Hey, Eagle!”

eyes and a cigarette perched on his lip glanced back at

and we’re going to be at sea for over

why not have a little fun with that

laughed

Mare’s finest?

stopping us?

the two men made

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Meanwhile, below deck…

sprawled on the floor, her mouth sealed

rope. Her

face bore the marks of a brutal

up, her hands working the rope against

were

fraying, the knots loosening.

“What’s this?”

their eyes raking over Amber’s form before one sneered. They

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