His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0531 Alexander's pupils shrank as Erick spoke of his mother.

Fifteen years ago, Alexander was only nine. He had heard about the power struggles between families in the northern region, which had claimed many lives, but he could not recall the specifics after so many years.

His mother's face, however, remained vivid in his mind. She was a gentle woman. He remembered every little detail about his mother, including her voice, smile, and furrowed brows.

"Erick! How dare he call my mother a cheap bitch?" "Why? Are you angry?" Erick waved the machete in front of theNôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

roughly 30 martial artists, his face even more arrogant. "Alexander, you've finally revealed yourself! ""I was still wondering if you and the Kane family's little bastard only shared the same name, but now it seems that you are indeed the bastard that Chrissy left behind.

"You were the child abandoned by the Kane family 15 years ago, Alexander!" 'Alexander is from the Kane family in the northern region!" Even though Amber had suspected the truth since Callie's confrontation, the news still shocked her. At the same time, her heart ached for Alexander.

Fifteen years! He was her husband, her

daughter's father. How old was he back then? How many trials and tribulations had he endured to reach that point after being expelled by his own family? He had suffered more than anyone could imagine, and his hatred was even more intense! Alexander sighed as he felt his wife's trembling hand. His eyes' fluctuating emotions faded, and his face returned to calm.

It was like the calm before an unexpected storm! Even the four great Dukes of War in the Temple of War had never seen Alexander in such a state. Only the dead souls who had died at Alexander's hands understood how terrifying the Lord of War was at the time. That

demonstrated his clear intention to kill! "Erick." Alexander held Amber's hand gently.

Ignoring the deaf old servant and other martial arts elites in front of him, he looked at the arrogant Erick indifferently and said, "I can kill you with a single move, but I will not do that! I'] can make you die so quickly without feeling the slightest bit of pain, but will not do that! "Before you die, you will feel the most extreme pain in the world that will make your soul tremble!" Nobody saw Alexander strike, but he had already made a move.

Alexander was still standing on the

spot, his stance unchanged. Amber, who was next to him, was also unaware of what was happening. She continued to clutch his palm.

The deaf old servant and the 30 martial arts elites felt nothing unusual, too.

Well, except for Erick.

Alexander's voice—every word, sentence, and syllable—felt like a swarm of sharp-toothed ants tearing into the depths of his mind, destroying his eardrums, brain nerves, neurons, and central nervous system.

It was the Lord of War's Domain and the Sonic Technique! It was an overwhelming attack, a terrifying torment unimaginable to ordinary humans, ruthlessly destroying Erick's body, crushing his skin, bones, flesh, and internal organs

everything inside him! "Argh!" Erick let out a wail, the arrogance in his face gone, and the machete in his hand dropped to the ground with a loud clang. He curled up on the ground, blood oozing from his orifices, and screamed angrily, ""No! Alexander, what kind of technique is this? What did you do? Stop! Stop!" Stop? Alexander's face remained as calm as water. It was as if he were looking at an ant about to die; his voice was cold and terrifying. "Erick, is this comfortable? "And you guys!" Alexander's gaze swept over the other six family heads and the deaf old

servant, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly in an apparent smile.

The temperature in the hall appeared to have plummeted.

"Who else wants a taste? "Come on out!"