His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Amber. Patrick, and George appeared destined for certain death.

Dragon Two, Five, and Nine could not react in time. They watched, wide–eyed, as ice needles flew

before them. In reality, they could not discern the trajectory of the ice needles, unable to keep up with

their speed.

It was a scene of despair, an eerie stillness filled the entire corridor, a deathly silence. Even George

closed his eyes, sighing deeply, awaiting the imminent arrival of death.

Expected pain never manifested. His throat was not torn by ice needles. Similarly, Amber and Patrick

remained

uninjured.

The contorted grin on the hunched old woman’s face froze slowly.

In everyone’s field of vision, a fleeting phantom emerged,

No one could discem its origin or how it appeared: they only felt a gust of powerful wind rushing toward

them.

Then came a resounding explosion.

It was not until the sound echoed that everyone’s minds synchronously grasped the situation. The

speed of

this figure surpassed the sound barrier, breaking it before the sonic boom–before the ice needles

pierced their

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throats–at a terrifying speed far beyond human limits. It rushed into the corridor, standing in front of

them.

“Alexander!”

The moment Amber saw the figure, she nearly wept with joy. The threat brought by death instantly

dissipated,

replaced by an unparalleled sense of security.

Of course, it was Alexander!

Gazing lightly at the hunched old woman ahead, his right hand clenched into a fist. Three ice needles

rapidly melted in his palm, dripping to the ground. Then, he turned with a smile. “Didn’t scare you, did

I? Sorry, I’m a

bit late!”

No, he came right on time.

Amber’s body trembled. If it were not for George and the others, she would have rushed into

Alexander’s arms.

He was here, at last. He returned from Zabaleta overnight, at the most critical moment, once again

saving her

life.

Not only hers but also her father’s and George’s…

Her husband, Alexander, was always so trustworthy. He never disappointed her.

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“Are you Alexander Kane?” The old woman, a few meters away, observed Alexander with a smile on

her face. She once again gripped an ice needle, her eyes filled with greed. “You caught my ice needle

barehanded. Your strength is indeed extraordinary. With a bounty of a hundred fifty million, you’re the

most valuable one!”

Alexander turned slowly, and the smile on his face faded. This woman had injured George and almost

killed.

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“The Chameleon Enchantress.” He stared at the hunched old woman indifferently. “Proficient in the art

of ice needle mastery, a master of the Eight Extremes Fist, a peerless expert in disguise. Ranked sixth

in the ‘Blood Assassins‘ organization, a gold–class assassin. Am I correct?”

The hunched old woman, the ‘Chameleon Enchantress‘, stiffened slightly. She then slowly straightened

her back, staring fixedly into Alexander’s eyes, her voice sharp as she said, “Who are you, and how do

you know my identity?”

Alexander snorted. The Blood Assassins organization was simply ignorant. How dare they target New

Chesire Group? The so–called ‘King of Assassins‘ from Blood Assassins would never have imagined

the terrifying existence they provoked this time.

It was none other than the mighty Lord of the Temple of War, the invincible Lord of War.

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“Now that I’m here, you will die today.” He looked at the Chameleon Enchantress, his voice cold.

“Before you meet your end, you’ll tell me who issued the bounty mission. Of course, you can choose

not to answer, but the cost will be that you’ll die in endless agony.”

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“Don’t doubt my methods. Now that I want you dead, you cannot live. If I want you alive, you will no

doubt live worse than death!”

The Chameleon Enchantress‘ pupils narrowed slightly. Almost as soon as Alexander spoke, she

dashed forward, her footsteps twisting and stepping, her right thumb and index finger tightly pinching

the ice needle. In the air, she drew a sharp curve directly towards Alexander’s throat.

Facing the 150–million–bounty Alexander, she showed no mercy. She unleashed her most proficient

Eight Extremes Fist technique and the mastery of ice needle arts, launching a deadly surprise attack

from an extremely elusive angle.

“Your Eight Extremes Fist is nothing. It’s not even worth mentioning. You won’t even be able to land a

single

blow!”

Alexander spoke indifferently. He casually grabbed the old lady’s wrist, but it was surprisingly quick to

the eye.

Then, with a twist and a shake, the snowy–white, slender arm of the Chameleon Enchantress was

snapped at the shoulder by Alexander.

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