LOGIN"Kill!" As Alexander stepped onto the Empyrean Slope, a monstrous wave of killing intent crashed into his mind."Hmph, you think you're the only one fierce?" he muttered coldly, unleashing his own killing intent to counter the assault.He was the Temple Lord Kane, a man who had tread through mountai
At Battleforge Summit, a place where peril lurked at every turn.As the group continued their ascent, they lost a few more members. The ancient battlefield was riddled with deadly traps and poisonous remnants. The pools along the way harbored creatures so aggressive, it was clear they were not of mo
"Ah…" Alexander yawned, waiting patiently. Without a proper map, he would probably take half a day searching for directions. Battleforge Summit, though seemingly small, had a complex terrain.Time was slipping away, and Maxwell and Crimson Wyrm Master finally reached an agreement. The two-meter-wide
Early in the next morning, Maxwell's group of 40—the weakest among them a Lord of War—gathered quietly by the lake at the back of a mountain, somewhere in Shielded Valley. They stood in silence, their expressions grave.Though many had never ventured to Battleforge Summit, they had all heard of its
"Enemy attack!"Brenda sprang to her feet, drawing her sharp blade. Tensions had been high lately, and everyone's nerves were on edge."Perfect timing! I've been waiting to kill him sooner or later!"Alexander's killing intent surged, and his battle spirit ignited.Crimson Wyrm Master was destined t
As soon as Alexander asked the question, a heavy silence fell over the chamber. The three Guardians exchanged uneasy glances, but no one uttered a word."Never mind if you don't want to say anything, I'm just curious," said Alexander, sitting down cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal his wounds
As Harry choked him, Neil no longer felt the floor beneath him. His face was turning blue, yet he was oddly excited.As expected, Harry was furious.The madder, the better."Ugh, ack! Harry, let me go! I'll explain…" Neil coughed. He forced a few tears out, giving an award-winning worthy performance
Meanwhile, in a particular living room at Belmont Hills…Patrick, sporting reading glasses, held an Ol' Mare Evening News, marking job postings with a pencil. His face was etched with deep wrinkles, and he had several new gray hairs in just three days. Although he was in his early fifties, he looked
'B—Bring it on?'Frank's heart skipped a beat. He was horrified.Alexander was no man. He was a monster! He swatted Walter with a slap and brought down Tom with just a kick!What sort of terrifying powers did he have? It was inhumane!"It looks like no one else is up to fight." Alexander, sitting on
"T—This is like giving us free money!" Patrick was shocked. Susanne, beside him, could hold back her surprise. She almost shouted but quickly covered her mouth.It was as if they were being handed a treasure trove!Complete control over fund allocation and full authority to oversee the entire projec







