The nine Grandmasters...came at last.In the Saunders' living room, Blaine's body tensed, his eyes darting from the shattered gate to Roslyn's ghostly pale face. Despair washed over him.It was too late.The Saunders family had just caught wind of an impending attack by the three major families. Bef
He was there.Alexander!Roslyn's heart pounded at the crossroads of life and death, and her eyes flew open in disbelief.Barely two meters away, Alexander stood, his silhouette as unyielding as a mountain. With just two fingers, he effortlessly caught the descending blade, a veritable fortress that
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 wa
In the palm of Alexander's hand, the air compressed rapidly. Just over 10 meters ahead, the air around the nine Grandmasters mirrored that of Alexander's palm. It was as if nine air cages materialized out of thin air, tightly binding their bodies and forcefully suppressing the expanding momentum.Th
In the grand living room of the Redwine family, the air seemed to have frozen.Dallas' body swayed for a moment, almost collapsing on the spot. Wido, on the other hand, slumped to the ground, his lips trembling violently, unable to produce any sound. Gibson's vision darkened as he slowly tilted off
Frank's words echoed in Vince's ears and heart like a roaring thunder. The rise of the New Chesire Group, the death of Mister Hardy, and the demise of many forces—events in the past year in Ol' Mare unfolded like a rapidly spinning carousel.Hearing Frank's words, a glint quickly flashed before Vinc
Guided by two security guards, Frank stood at the doorway of the office on the top floor. He rubbed his knees that had gone sore from kneeling before cautiously pushing the door open.It felt like a nervous university graduate attending their first job interview."Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, I apolog
"There's something I haven't told you." Leaning against him, Alexander gazed into the distance, memories from the past resurfacing against his will. He said softly, "'The Girl Prodigy of the North'—have you heard of this title?"What?Amber's expression shifted in recognition and shock. Alexander wa