As the story unfolded, time marched relentlessly on.Outside Jackman's Pharma, Matthew lay in a pool of his own blood. The gashes from Alexander's lethal cash no longer bled, but his breaths were shallow and desperate.Nearby, one of his four bodyguards was down to his last breaths too, his head a g
'As good as dead'?The moment Alexander's challenge hit the air, Leandro laughed maniacally, wild and unrestrained.There he stood, the proud second son of the Jackman dynasty, not even thirty and already ranked eighty-third among the Chart of Fighters.Even the seasoned fighters of the northern realms felt small in his shadow. Since his youth, he had been the golden boy, one of the mightiest in his powerful clan.The Jackman family was a northern powerhouse thanks to bruisers like him and, of course, his own iron-fisted ways."It's been ages since anyone's had the guts to talk big in front of me!"Leandro's laughter faded, and he eyed Alexander with a sneer. "So, I hear you're the one who took down the Ellis family and brought the Hart dynasty to its knees?"Let me clue you in: Next to my Jackman family, those families are small fry, not even worth mentioning!"Think you can mess with the Ellis and Harts and then step to the Jackman family? You're dreaming! And it's not just you—even
When Alexander first said to Leandro that he was 'as good as dead', Leandro laughed it off.However, faced with those same words then, there was no more scoffing, only a chilling stiffness that seized his entire body."Polluting the land, bringing disaster to the Cheshire family's village—that's you
At the Chesire homestead.Twilight was settling in, casting long shadows across the entrance of the village. The folks of Chesire were gathered, hopefully yet worriedly. Village chief Chesire paced, his eyes scanning the northern road with growing anxiety."Mister Kashton Chesire."A cherry-red Pors
"Maxine!"Away from the CEO's office, Alexander walked to the corner of the stairs and immediately dialed Maxine's phone. "Who's in trouble? Where are they?"Maxine worriedly replied, "My lord, we just received news half an hour ago. Blackthorn's organization has just captured a Wyverna merchant. Th
About half an hour later, along the coastal outskirts of Ol' Mare, a Falcon-wing fighter jet from the north came to a slow stop in front of Alexander."My lord!" At the cockpit entrance, Maxine, dressed in military attire, bowed deeply to Alexander. "I lead the special operations combat team, ordere
Around 7 p.m. that night, in the inner city of Briand City.Over 500 fierce bandits gathered, some having dinner and others cradling firearms, patrolling the streets and alleys of the inner city. Some thugs were responsible for guarding hostages—a dozen or so merchants from various countries around
"Boss, he's here!"At the entrance guarded by the gatekeeper, Menka escorted Patrick and kicked him inside. He then walked up to Vulture and sneered. "He was bidding farewell to those Wyverna merchants."Pointing at Alexander, he shouted, "I've brought the person to you, boy. Now pay up!""Alexander
"Kill!" As Alexander stepped onto the Empyrean Slope, a monstrous wave of killing intent crashed into his mind."Hmph, you think you're the only one fierce?" he muttered coldly, unleashing his own killing intent to counter the assault.He was the Temple Lord Kane, a man who had tread through mountai
At Battleforge Summit, a place where peril lurked at every turn.As the group continued their ascent, they lost a few more members. The ancient battlefield was riddled with deadly traps and poisonous remnants. The pools along the way harbored creatures so aggressive, it was clear they were not of mo
"Ah…" Alexander yawned, waiting patiently. Without a proper map, he would probably take half a day searching for directions. Battleforge Summit, though seemingly small, had a complex terrain.Time was slipping away, and Maxwell and Crimson Wyrm Master finally reached an agreement. The two-meter-wide
Early in the next morning, Maxwell's group of 40—the weakest among them a Lord of War—gathered quietly by the lake at the back of a mountain, somewhere in Shielded Valley. They stood in silence, their expressions grave.Though many had never ventured to Battleforge Summit, they had all heard of its
"Enemy attack!"Brenda sprang to her feet, drawing her sharp blade. Tensions had been high lately, and everyone's nerves were on edge."Perfect timing! I've been waiting to kill him sooner or later!"Alexander's killing intent surged, and his battle spirit ignited.Crimson Wyrm Master was destined t
As soon as Alexander asked the question, a heavy silence fell over the chamber. The three Guardians exchanged uneasy glances, but no one uttered a word."Never mind if you don't want to say anything, I'm just curious," said Alexander, sitting down cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal his wounds
"As you wish!"Crimson Wyrm Master channeled a furious surge of power into his spear, standing firm as he built up his momentum. Having fought to this point, he knew he had to unleash his most devastating attack."Here it comes!"All eyes were locked on the impending clash, each person holding their
"You fool! Don't think you'll be the last one laughing!"The Second and Third Guardians charged forward, joining forces to deflect Crimson Wyrm's relentless assault. Even with their combined strength, they could barely withstand a few moves."Do you really think we're without reinforcements?" roared
"Heh. I wouldn't dare accept your gift!" Maxwell scoffed, his voice steady despite the looming battle. Politeness had no place in this confrontation."Oh, but I'm sure you'll appreciate it," sneered Crimson Wyrm Master, his eyes gleaming with malice as he pointed at Darko, who lay crumpled on the gr