His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0409

No one knew Alexander’s true strength.

The enemy commander, slain by Alexander, remained oblivious. So did the dozen Lords of War who

met their end at the hands of Alexander.

Even the mighty Four Dukes of War of the Temple of War, renowned for their strength, remained

clueless.

All that was known was that even the mightiest commander beside the Emperor of the Serandsi, a

formidable powerhouse surpassing the overlords of that era, could only withstand two moves

from Alexander.

The third move ended with Alexander obliterating him with a single punch, turning his body into a

myriad of blood mist that stained the entire Serandsi Palace red.

“Who am I? Don’t you know?” Alexander wore a smile, gazing at the nine Grandmasters before him

and lightly chuckling. “Didn’t you just shout my name a moment ago? The Redwine family, the Fabio

family, the Jentsch family-haven’t you investigated me enough?

“I’m Alexander from Ol’ Mare, which is no longer a secret. Do I need to explain myself then?” he

continued.

The nine Grandmasters stiffened. Their arms were devoid of flesh, trembling violently. More than

physical pain, the terror in their hearts

combined strength, they could have easily

defeated

with no chance

kind of disparity was this? They even began to doubt if this was

someone at the pinnacle of overlords, it was inconceivable

unleash such horrifying techniques.

“Alexander, you’re very strong.”

eight Grandmasters turned pale, and none of them

stared at Alexander with bloodshot eyes. “As you bested us

they say there is always someone better, something

ordinary.

disabled our arms and reduced us to cripples, but—

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bine, the hated sharply. His lower

bursting apart in an

causing the

expand, his skin almost

heads of your respective families, Spare no

together!” he roared. “This is the dignity

to kitt

all shouted in fury, their bodies

energy was immensely profound. With a desperate posture, they began an irreversible

self-destruction.

thorough, the most

“Run! Take cover!”

zone, in the Saunders