His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0399 Silver Fire was gone. +15 BONOS

The once formidable master of energy transformation had not even caught a glimpse of Alexander’s move, not had he time to scream. In an instant, the black spikes‘ crushing power obliterated his insides, and he dropped dead without a second’s delay.

The gap in their power was staggering, beyond bellef, downright terrifying. “No, this can’t be happening, it just can’t...”

Golden Wolf’s hands clenched his dark golden saber so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He stared at Silver Fire’s twitching body on the ground, shaking uncontrollably, his eyes seething with blood-red fury,

He had unleashed his most powerful move, decades of energy transformation practice channeled through his blade, creating invisible energy lashes meant to restrain a grandmaster. Such at technique should have crippled even the supreme grand martial.

However, when Alexander struck, it was as If Golden Wolf's energy lashes had nothing to latch onto, failing to bind Alexander at all.

What kind of fighters’ realm was that? What level of power did Alexander possess? It was beyond anything Golden Wolf could have Imagined.

“At the pinnacle of energy transformation mastery, Just a step away from becoming a supreme grand martial, and you throw your life away for that monster Owen?”

Alexander’s stride was calm and measured as he walked past Golden Wolf, heading toward the presidential suite. Only when he reached the door did he pause, turning to give Golden Wolf a fleeting look, his voice composed and detached.

“Make your choice, live or die.”

Golden Wolf turned pale, his dark—gold blade quivering in his grip. A true fighter would never surrender. To do so would mean losing the fighter’s spirit, and with it, any chance of advancing one’s powers.

What of his duty as an envoy to the Redwine family? To ignore their safety was no better than treason. “Alexander, | may be outmatched, but my death is of no consequence!”

His gaze locked onto Alexander’s, his Jaw set in a defiant clench. “You think I'd betray the Redwine family? Impossible! | might not beat you, but I-”

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In a Hash, Alexander's hand flicked. The Made flew from Golden Wot’s grasp, effortlessly caught and wielded in a swill, reverse strike. A crisp stap echoed as Golden Wolf's right arm was cleanly severed, blood spraying as it fell to the ground, rolling toa stop.

“Foolish, yel your loyalty is admirable. Today, I'll let you live, Hexander said, his tace unchanging He tossed the blade aside, pointed to the presidential suite’s door, and addressed the petrified Redwine bodyguards,

“Owen, Alice, your fate is sealed today. | won't soil my hands with them. If any of you want to survive, drag them out of that room.”

He began to count down. “Three, two...”

In a frenzy, the bodyguards, terrified beyond measure, did not hesitate. They charged, busting through the door in a desperate scramble to be first inside.

In the opulent master bedroom of the presidential suite, Owen was sprawled on the plush King- sized bed, lost in the pleasures provided by Alice, when the sudden crash of the door being busted open jolted him.

He bellowed in shock, “Impudence! You...” His outcry was cut short.

The five bodyguards did not bother with explanations or the fact that Owen and Alice were barely clothed. They seized their ankles and dragged them out of the room, dumping them at Alexander’sNôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

feet.

“Alexander!”

Down the hallway, the corpse of Silver Fire was still bleeding out, the carpet beneath soaked in a growing crimson pool, Blood spattered on Owen, sending shivers across his scalp. He jerked his head up to meet Alexander's stern gaze, his voice shaking.

“What are you going to do to me?! I'm the Redwine family’s second in command! We're a clan of formidable strength! You’d better think twice...”

His plea was left hanging.

Alexander had no interest in listening, nor did he spare a glance for Alice. “Kill them, and you save your own skin. An eye for an eye; it’s only fair.”

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The Redwine family’s bodyguards were quaking, their batons quivering in their grip. They exchanged glances between Alexander’s stoic face and the panic—stricken Owen and Alice.

After an agonizing 30 seconds, one of them stepped forward, his voice quivering. “Mister Redwine. Miss Sacco, forgive me...” He snatched the dark golden blade that had fallen from Golden Wolf With a brutal thrust, he

buried it into Owen’s belly.