His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0501 In the world ruled by Regulus Windsur, where warriors and mystics clashed, there was a belief that someone should never underestimate monks, mystics, women, or children, nor those who wielded bizarre weapons. They were said to have deadly skills beyond imagination, capable of taking down foes far stronger than themselves, and were truly unpredictable. That masked figure in black was a prime example.

Snap, snap, snap...

His blood-red tongue flicked out, hungrily lapping at his lips as he eyed Alexander like a predator eyes its prey.

His fingers danced across the abacus, sending out eerie, clashing sounds.

A sonic assault! There were legends of weapons that used sound to kill, like the Lion's Roar, the Magical's Strain, the Iron Magic's Cry, and the Soul-Capturing Flute. All were powered by the wielder's vital energy, and the abacus was no different.

With each bead's strike, the dissonant waves of sound spread rapidly, forming a chaotic symphony that trapped each note within Alexander's breaths, piercing him like invisible steel needles straight to the heart.

"Hahaha, got you!" The abacus's beads moved faster, a blur of impending doom. The masked figure's energy flowed without end, his hidden face twisted in a smirk of triumph.

bet you didn't

Machine Iron Abacus can infiltrate your very being, sealing away your dominant strength without a trace." "Now that you can't muster up your dominant strength, taking you down will be a walk in the park!" Really? Alexander gave a slight shake of his head, a playful glint in his eyes.

and dark martial art that can suck the life and potential right out of someone. If I'm not wrong, you've managed to pick up a trick or

it's not just my life you're after, but my martial prowess too, huh?" Hmm?! The

King of O1' Mare, unmatched in both wit and power! So young, yet with the might ofa conqueror. Even after being hit by that lethal abacus tune, he remained as composed as a cucumber.

which rattled manically. "Feel the wrath of my killer move, Abacus

metal pot, sent ripples of visible shockwaves through the air,

he laughed triumphantly. "Haha, that was too easy! My dimwitted

a goner, cocked his head with a sly grin at

big brother, and why's he got a rule against messing with me?" How was