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