Tears filled Isabella's eyes when the mysterious man had offered five dollars for her. Five dollars? Did they know whom she was? She was the heiress of the fast growing Rolan Group that was worth hundreds of millions of dollars. How dare this crazy man offer to take her for five dollars? She thought she had seen worse with those pricing in thousand. Five dollars was the worst of it. But something else took her attention away from her misery. It was the strength and arms of the mysterious young man. They felt familiar. But she shook her head. The person whose voice and arms she mistook for this crazy man would never demean a human so low that he would pay five dollars for a human being. She could bet her life on it. "Thorne, what is the matter?" Brock asked, looking at his nephew who had roared the young man to a halt. Thorne Douglas approached the young man who had Isabella in his arms. At first, he thought that he could watch this happen and do nothing about it, but eventually,

Everyone was watching religiously, waiting for the execution of the technique. All the one-star generals have lost focus in their weapons aimed at the young man. None of them have seen the technique being executed before. They've only heard of it. Watching it happen today will be a wish come true!All gaze was spent on the General as he pulled the string, his eyes shut and one of his legs pushed forward to attain the Dei stance which spreads balance across the core focal points in the body. Some of the generals were counting in their minds as the General increased the tempo of the pull until finally he released all the grit. An anti-climax. Instead of the young man to burst open, crediting the success of the technique, he dropped on his knees. The pull, pressure and force of the string on his body was too immense for him to hold back, which resulted in him dropping on his knees. "Impossible!!!!" Brock exclaimed as his eyes flipped open. After calculating the flow and increasing t

Irwin could recall vividly that when Thorne Douglas swung the axe at him, there was Isabella in his arms. He wasn't in a trance. He could remember very vividly. He was a very skilled fighter. Not only that, when it comes to combat, he was very renowned because of his unmatchable strength and maneuvering abilities, yet there was no spiritual connection attached to it.The first spiritual influence which he had felt regarding skills and combat happened when he chopped Thorne into two equal halves vertically. He stared at the painting again, as though the painting would turn into a human and explain to him what truly happened. The only thing which he could trace concerning how it happened with Thorne was glaring to him. It felt like something went out of him while he was still holding Isabella in his arms. It felt like another projection of himself, as though he was cloned for that split in time. But the actions of that clone was a million times faster than his normal body could eve

Bethany scrambled to her feet at once. Hearing that she could leave felt like heaven to her. She thought her life was over already. She thought after the slaps that he was going to kill her. She knew how powerful he was. If he were to kill her, not even her father could save her. She recalled what her father told her back then. The Supreme Commander was a scary entity. This was why when he told her that she could leave for an hour, her survival instinct shut out the pain and misery. An unknown strength engulfed her and she was racing through the door. Irwin stood there as he watched her go. His gaze and eyes not changing for a second. This was the only way he could save her life. Bethany jumped into her car and drove off. She didn't even care about running the traffic light or not. Her major goal was to get home as soon as possible and she did. She pulled into the premises and jumped out, racing her way through the gigantic hall as she called,"Dad!!!" Her voice as loud as she co

The group of soldiers were at first stunned by the sudden intrusion. There was no one in this city that was supposed to know this location, hence the shock reaction. On top of this, none of them had heard the screeching of a vehicle coming to a halt outside the cabin. If they had, they would have been alerted. "Who are you?" One of the soldiers stepped forward boldly. Although they were shocked, they were not scared. They had been trained to look death in the face and defy him. Why would they cower like a cornered animal then?"Identify yourself right now or you'll be chopped into several pieces." The soldier warned sternly, his voice growing deeper. Bethany's eyes narrowed through the crowd of soldiers. Although the light in here was quite dim and blurry, she could still see past the soldiers and tell that there was someone sitting beyond all of them. "Is that Brock?" Bethany retained both the vigor and the rage. "You will only get one more chance!" The soldier warned. "After t