His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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There were eight Grandmasters of energy transformation and more than 40 vital energy fighters.

Ray laughed bitterly as he saw the large group of assassins surrounding him. He knew that he had no

chance of escaping alive.

Alexander had cultivated him with great care and personally taught him martial arts techniques and

sword skills. In just under half a year, Ray had quickly risen to the rank of Grandmaster. In no more

than three months, he would soon be an Apex Grandmaster.

However, his opponents were far too strong. Even if he risked his life, it would be impossible for him to

protect Miss Xanthos.

“Master Howard…I’m sorry for my incompetence. Ciro and Cian are dead, and these men will soon

take Miss Xanthos with them.”

He held his sword and looked at the mutilated bodies of Ciro and Cian scattered on the ground. Tears

welled in his eyes, but his energy transformation quickly vaporized then before they ran down his

cheek. He sneered.

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At that moment, he had no fear of death. He was ready to go with Ciro and Cian.

Ray took a deep breath and faced his opponents without the slightest fear in his eyes.

Miraculously, the wound on his right arm stopped bleeding, his chest swelled, and the depths of his

stomach rumbled. The blood vessels all over his body expanded.

He intended to self–destruct, the most decisive choice with the heart to die with his opponents.

“Fool!”

The skinny man nicknamed Shane looked at Ray’s rapidly expanding Body, the cold smile on his face

growing wider. “Self–destruction takes time. Do you think we’ll give you a chance?”

He let out a sardonic laugh. “Brothers, strike together and send him to hell!”

Beside him, the other seven Grandmaster assassins swung their daggers simultaneously. Their

movements were almost identical, drawing a straight cut in the air and aiming sharply at Ray’s limbs

and torso.

With their strength, it would take less than half a second to kill Ray.

Just as the eight daggers were about to pierce Ray’s body, a loud cry scream rang out.

“Die!”

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Alexander arrived. About 500 meters away, his big red Porsche was fast as lightning, speeding down

the suburban road.

The roof of the Porsche was open. Alexander’s left hand gripped the steering wheel while his right

thumb and forefinger were bent. His eyes were on the assassins not far away as he released his flexed

fingers.

It was Wyverna’s traditional martial art, Energy Sword Finger.

The inner power–filled sword element visible to the naked eye moved like a high–speed Barrett

sniper rifle, its speed far exceeding a real sniper warhead. It instantly enveloped all the assassins

in less than a tenth of a second.

Blood splattered everywhere as their heads exploded. The eight Grandmasters and 48 ultimate level

vital energy fighters had no time to react, their bodies maintaining the coherent movement of stabbing

the daggers in their hands. Their daggers were only a small distance away from Ray, but they could not

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go any further.

Between their eyebrows, there was a thumb–sized hole with blood seeping out. The power carried by

the energy Sword was phenomenal, destroying their skulls, nerves, flesh and blood, and brain

marrow.

Alexander destroyed a total of 54 assassins in a single move.

“Boss!” Ray finally saw Alexander. Tears streamed down his face as he pointed to Callie beside

him. He was a burly man, but he was kneeling on the floor, bawling. “Miss Xanthos is fine; she only

suffered minor injuries. But… But… Ciro and Cian were killed trying to protect me. They’re not even left

with their whole bodies!

“I’m incompetent. My failure cost them dearly! Boss…please kill me.”

Alexander stopped. He did not even look at Callie, who was still lying on the ground. Instead, he raised

his hand and gently patted Ray’s shoulder quietly.

He took a few steps forward, slowly inspecting the bodies of the assassins. His eyes narrowed as he

noticed the maple leaf tattoo on them.

On the back of the assassins‘ neck was a maple leaf tattoo, the exclusive symbol of the Black Maple

Organization. The last time this was seen was 30 years ago.

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