Chapter 409

Chapter 0409

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 was that even the mightiest commander beside the Emperor of the Serandsi, a formidable powerhouse

surpassing the overlords of that era, could only withstand two moves

from Alexander.

The third move ended with Alexander obliterating him with a single punch, turning his body into a

myriad of blood mist that stained the entire Serandsi Palace red.

“Who am I? Don’t you know?” Alexander wore a smile, gazing at the nine Grandmasters before him and lightly chuckling. “Didn’t

you just shout my name a moment ago? The Redwine family, the Fabio family, the Jentsch family-haven’t you investigated me

enough?

“I'm Alexander from Ol’ Mare, which is no longer a secret. Do I need to explain myself then?” he

continued.

The nine Grandmasters stiffened. Their arms were devoid of flesh, trembling violently. More than

the physical pain, the terror in their hearts was overwhelming.

With their combined strength, they could have easily swept through Of Mare and dominated Zabaleta. Yet, they never imagined

they would be defeated by the young Alexander before them. Moreover, it was a crushing defeat, with no chance for retaliation.

What kind of disparity was this? They even began to doubt if this was all a dream.

Even for a supreme grand martial or someone at the pinnacle of overlords, it was inconceivable to unleash such horrifying

techniques.

“Alexander, you’re very strong.”

The other eight Grandmasters turned pale, and none of them spoke again.

Only Tristan chuckled as he stared at Alexander with bloodshot eyes. “As you bested us today, I finally understand what it means

when they say there is always someone better, something beyond the ordinary.

“You disabled our arms and reduced us to cripples, but— We're sworn to fulfill our assigned task

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kitar ha xalqi bine, the hated sharply. His lower abdomen bulged instantly, his entire body

paling an inflating battoon, his clothes bursting apart in an instant. It fell as if a volcano

erve wres brewing within him, causing the very surrounding air to pulsate,

body continued to expand, his skin almost becoming translucent:

don’t forget our instructions and the heads of your respective families, Spare no effort, even if it means perishing together!” he

roared. “This is the dignity of a warrior!”

“your oath to kitt Alexander!”

The other eight Grandmasters all shouted in fury, their bodies rapidly swelling. As Grandmasters, their vital energy was

immensely profound. With a desperate posture, they began an irreversible collective self-destruction.

The most thorough, the most ruthless, the most insane method-self-destruction.

“Run! Take cover!”

Meanwhite, 200 meters behind the fight zone, in the Saunders family’s living room villa...

Everyone-including Blaine and Cingen-fearfully rushed outside the villa as fast as they could.” Mister Kane, Roslyn, run!”

“The self-detonation of energy transformation Grandmasters is enough to destroy the entire Saunders family estate, Nine

Grandmasters... Run, quickly!”

Could they even escape?

Behind Alexander, Roslyn’s newly born hope plunged into the abyss,

She looked at the nine Grandmasters about to self-destruct, then glanced at the robust figure standing in front of her. She bit her

lip tightly as if making a tremendous decision.

Her voice slightly trembled as she said, “Mister Kane, I’m not afraid to die with you! I’m only afraid that I won't have a chance to

tell you before I die. I...”

“It seems like the head of the Saunders family forgot what I said.” Alexander shook his head and chuckled softly. “I said that

under my watch, no one will lay a finger on you. Self-destruction... it's somewhat valiant, but unfortunately, they chose the wrong

place.”

Alexander extended both palms. As if holding a nonexistent sphere, he slowly closed his palms.

toward the center.