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The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 435
But when their forces collided, the impact ripped through Eunuch's body, tearing open flesh and splintering bone.Shock filled his eyes as his skin burst, blood spraying.In desperation, he activated his treasured relics—each one instantly obliterated by the sheer force bearing down on him.Eunuch flew backward, crashing violently through the air before finally stabilizing.He gasped for breath, blood dripping from countless wounds, his pride utterly shattered. Without his treasures, he realized bitterly, he would already be dead.Fear flickered briefly in his eyes, replaced swiftly by grudging respect. “This array...is terrifying,” he murmured, clutching his ravaged chest.Raising his voice, he called to Alex, “You’ve earned my respect. In three months, the Demon King and I await your arrival at Outlaw. Do not disappoint.”Grabbing Van, Eunuch vanished into the horizon.Alex stared grimly after them. He could have stopped them, could have killed them—but the Demon King’s wrath would
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 436
Inside the underground heart of the Outlaw’s main fortress, Eunuch doubled over, blood erupting from his throat and spilling violently onto the cold stone floor.“A whole damned week!” he spat bitterly.“And there’s no sign this cursed wound’s ever gonna heal!”He had climbed to legend rank, thinking himself invincible, untouchable—until that young bastard, Alex, activated some wickedly mysterious array, smashing him so savagely that now he could barely muster strength at an early Black Gold rank.Fury darkened Eunuch's eyes as he glared at his handsome young secretary.“Tell me, boy, what the hell is happening outside?”The secretary’s voice trembled as he reported, “Our spies from Miracle City say the king and noble families are still scrambling, desperately plugging the holes left by the Bolton family massacre. They're burying warriors by the dozen. Funerals fill their days; they're tightening defenses, terrified we might strike.”Eunuch laughed coldly, tasting blood again.“Van’s
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 437
“Die! At last, you pathetic worm—you die by my hand!”Eunuch erupted into a frenzied, chilling laughter as he watched the mangled remains explode from his devastating strike.Bits of flesh splattered grotesquely across the ground. Nothing recognizable remained.“Eunuch!” a voice shouted anxiously from below, laced with unease.“Is everything clear up there?”Eunuch surveyed the carnage meticulously, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.There was nothing—no enemy, no traps—completely contradictory to their expectations of an ambush from Miracle City.Only one man. Alex.“All clear! No one left alive!” he called back confidently.Slowly and cautiously, the outlaw elders emerged, ascending from their shadowy refuge, their wary gazes landing on the grisly spectacle.Finally, the Demon King climbed out, a grim shadow cast across his face.“Who was unfortunate enough to meet this gruesome fate?” Van sneered coldly, his eyes lingering with disdain on the shredded remains.“It was Alex—that arr
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 438
Pain.Brutal, unbearable pain—like a bullet splintering bone and ripping through flesh.Alex's dream shattered instantly. The whispers and colors vanished, replaced by white-hot agony stabbing through his skull, relentless as an outlaw’s vengeance.He tried to twist free, claw his way awake, but his body was rigid—paralyzed, trapped beneath an invisible weight.I’m still dreaming, he thought desperately, panic clawing at his chest.Maybe I’ll open my eyes and realize it’s all just another cruel illusion.But the pain was too raw, too sharp—too real.Focus. Just wake up.Each thought slipped through his mind like dust kicked up by desert wind.He drifted, helplessly spinning in a storm of chaos.My head hurt so bad?Am I dying?I need to wake up—now!Slowly, the agony dulled into a brutal, throbbing ache.With sheer will, Alex forced himself upright, gasping like a man dragged from deep water.His blurred vision slowly cleared, revealing a luxurious, beautifully furnished study.He was
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 439
Alex stepped warily out of the manor's heavy oak door, pausing to take in the bleakness around him.The mansion had long since crumbled into a shadow of its former glory—ivy twisted relentlessly through cracked stone walls, weeds snarled around the iron gates, and the rotting wooden beams creaked mournfully with each gust of wind.He lingered a moment, wondering bitterly when this forsaken place had last seen a friendly hand or a hopeful heart.He moved down the rutted dirt road, flanked by rows of dilapidated houses whose decay mirrored his own dwindling pride.These were remnants of a once-thriving community now rotted to its bones, a decrepit slum echoing Miracle City’s decay, only deeper, darker, more desperate.The villagers watched him from shadowed doorways, gaunt faces streaked with grime and despair.Their eyes widened in fear, mothers dragging their children indoors at his sight."Strange," Alex murmured, unsettled. "What have I done to deserve such terror?"Suddenly, a hagg
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 440
“A gift?” Michael Dunsmore burst out laughing, the sound sharp and cutting, echoing through the garden.“Who the hell do you think you are, Alex? Last I checked, you barely had two miserable villages scraping by on dirt and despair. You've borrowed so much money these past two years, I'm amazed you can still afford your own damn underwear!”Michael’s cruel laughter was shared by the surrounding crowd.His confidence was bolstered by the knowledge of his family's immense wealth—the prestigious Dunsmore clan controlled four prosperous villages, making Alex's poverty an easy target.Though Michael stood next to Olivia, his fiancée, his eyes lingered hungrily on Ophelia D’Arcy.Her radiant beauty eclipsed Olivia's entirely, and it burned him deeply to see such perfection bound to someone as worthless as Alex.Two years prior, Ophelia had fallen gravely ill, her delicate life hanging by a thread.It was Alex who stepped in, with knowledge unknown to others, and saved her life.In gratitude
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 441
Baron Leonhard once ruled over five villages, but now, two had already deserted him—broken by famine, crushed under unbearable taxes, fleeing for their lives.The remaining three clung desperately together, their souls shredded thin, teetering on the brink of collapse.Misfortune had etched itself into their bones, and they cursed the day they were born into this forsaken land.Two years ago, life was tough but tolerable; they were poor but not starving, scraping by day to day, always hoping tomorrow might offer something better.Then, without warning, the Baron emerged from shadows unknown, raising taxes with ruthless indifference, draining them dry like a vampire thirsting for blood.The villagers' whispers grew darker, their hatred sharper, praying nightly for the Baron's swift demise—but as cruel fate would have it, evil had a way of outliving hope.Today began as another hollow morning, the fields barren as their stomachs, empty hands grasping at dust.But today was different, to
The Indestructible Alexander Chapter 442
Alex hurried toward the front door, but before he could even walk down the steps, Ophelia stormed inside, trailed furiously by her mother, Michelle, and her father, Justin.The trio burst into the manor as if it were their own, arrogance dripping from their every move—clearly, this wasn't their first invasion.Instantly, the manor filled with blistering tension, a tempest charged with scorn and disdain.Michelle’s shrill voice sliced through the silence, her words dripping venom." Ophelia you better divorce your husband. Alex Leonhard is worthless sack of shame! He is a stain upon our family name. Divorce him, Ophelia—now! Or your grandmother will toss you straight out of the D’Arcy nobility like garbage!"Ophelia stood unmoved, her voice cool, iron beneath velvet, "If that's her choice, I'll simply live here with Alex. He’s my husband, a Baron; my place was always at his side."Michelle’s face twisted with disgust, her eyes blazing."You stubborn fool! What’s so alluring about this
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Ophelia nearly leaped from her seat in shock, her eyes bulging wide as she whispered harshly, "Alex, have you gone completely mad? It’s utterly impossible! The Golden Guild would never partner with an insignificant family like ours!"But Alex merely smiled, calm and unnaturally confident, his voice steady as he whispered persuasively, "Relax, Ophelia. You’re always saying I’m nothing more than a jobless fool. So why not let this fool try?”“I'll prepare the proposal. It'll carry your name—who knows? Maybe fortune will finally smile upon us.""Alex—" Ophelia hesitated, uncertainty wavering in her voice."Come now, Ophelia," Alex urged more insistently, eyes blazing with unexpected determination."We have nothing left to lose, and everything to gain. At worst, we fail quietly, but at best—we rise triumphantly.”“Besides, look at your grandmother. She’ll erupt into flames if no one steps up."Ophelia felt herself slipping into resignation—after all, they were already at the bottom.What
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“Fine,” Alex exhaled deeply, the weight of guilt hidden beneath his stoic exterior. “Exactly how much is this damned debt?”“Half a million,” Peter replied tersely.“And?” Alex pressed impatiently.“I've settled them all. I refuse to attend university while people whisper that I still owe money.”With a dramatic flourish, Alex swung his bag onto the table, swiftly drawing out half a million dollars in crisp bills and slamming them down.Peter and Yuri stared, mouths agape.“Take this cash and get yourselves to university immediately!”“Where did you get this money?” Yuri gasped, eyes wide with disbelief.“I won it gambling,” Alex smirked devilishly. “Now leave before I gamble it all away again!”Peter snatched the money greedily, gripping it tightly. Yuri paused at the threshold, turning back briefly, whispering softly, “Thank you.”She bolted out into the night.Soon after, Ophelia approached Alex, urgency blazing in her eyes. “Alex, Grandma’s summoned us to the D’Arcy mansion. You m
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“You're right…” Michael whispered hoarsely, his voice dripping with bitter resignation.He dropped his gaze to the floor, unable to meet anyone’s eyes as he imagined the volcanic fury that would soon erupt from his father and his grandfather Baron Dunsmore.He had utterly destroyed their family’s empire in one reckless move.He could already see their grand barony plunging into poverty, spiraling down into disgrace, just like Alex Leonhard’s pitiful house."I—I have to get home. Immediately," Michael stammered, dread gripping his heart like an iron fist.In no time at all, scandalous whispers stormed through the streets of Haventon, spreading faster than wildfire—The Golden Guild had brutally expelled the proud Dunsmore family.Rumors flew thick and vicious, speculation rife with venom.Though no one knew exactly what grave sin had provoked the Guild’s wrath, it was clear the Dunsmores had committed an unforgivable transgression.Overnight, their vast fortune shriveled, their lofty st
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Jessica Golden hadn't built her towering reputation in Haventon City by luck alone.Her renown as a shrewd, commanding businesswoman preceded her, enhanced by an enchanting charm that masked the steel beneath her velvet exterior.At an astonishingly young age, Jessica had already ascended to the role of head branch at the Haventon branch of the Golden Guild—a testament to her exceptional prowess.Her influence ran deep—an invisible architect behind the meteoric rise of the Haventon branch, which now stood as a gleaming beacon among the many others branches scattered across the country and viscounties, each overseen by one of Count Golden’s other ambitious sons or daughters.Yet, this city—this prized jewel called Haventon—was unquestionably Jessica’s domain.Jessica's confident composure briefly faltered upon seeing Alex Leonhard.The young man's striking looks, combined with his astounding ability to concoct miraculous pills, left her momentarily breathless.Her trusted managers had
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Inside the Golden Guild.The vastness struck Alex like a cathedral of wealth—marble pillars soared skyward, each one gleaming under a vaulted ceiling etched with ornate carvings.The hall buzzed like a gilded hive, sleek-suited tellers moving behind golden-trimmed counters with surgical precision.A cool blend of polished oak and metallic sharpness filled the air, mingling seamlessly with the rhythmic murmur of transactions and the musical clink of coins exchanged.Alex stepped forward, the soft click of his boots echoing defiantly on the glossy marble floor.His eyes darted through ornate signage until they landed decisively upon a gleaming plaque: "Item Appraisal & Acquisition."Three counters lay before him, each more exclusive than the last.The first brimmed with commoners clutching cheap trinkets, buzzing impatiently with bargains under hundred credits.The second hosted more composed merchants, quietly guarding wares of moderate value.Yet it was the third counter, isolated at
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The next morning, Alex awoke at his usual early hour, greeted by the startling silence of the noble household.He was struck by the realization that these privileged creatures never rose before the sun had fully taken its throne in the sky.Shaking off his surprise, Alex swiftly prepared breakfast, careful to include dishes lavish enough for his wife and, inevitably, his demanding mother and father-in-law.His eyes fell upon the old bicycle gathering dust in the storage room, which, with just a few deft adjustments, was ready once again for action.After an hour-long journey that tested his endurance, Alex finally arrived at the imposing gates of The Golden Guild.He carefully parked the bicycle at the edge of the opulent parking lot, just as a gleaming luxury car slid arrogantly into the spot directly opposite him.Alex's heart sank as he watched a sharply-dressed couple emerge from the luxury vehicle.The man wore an impeccably tailored suit, exuding wealth and superiority, while th
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Alex hurried toward the front door, but before he could even walk down the steps, Ophelia stormed inside, trailed furiously by her mother, Michelle, and her father, Justin.The trio burst into the manor as if it were their own, arrogance dripping from their every move—clearly, this wasn't their first invasion.Instantly, the manor filled with blistering tension, a tempest charged with scorn and disdain.Michelle’s shrill voice sliced through the silence, her words dripping venom." Ophelia you better divorce your husband. Alex Leonhard is worthless sack of shame! He is a stain upon our family name. Divorce him, Ophelia—now! Or your grandmother will toss you straight out of the D’Arcy nobility like garbage!"Ophelia stood unmoved, her voice cool, iron beneath velvet, "If that's her choice, I'll simply live here with Alex. He’s my husband, a Baron; my place was always at his side."Michelle’s face twisted with disgust, her eyes blazing."You stubborn fool! What’s so alluring about this
Chapter 441
Baron Leonhard once ruled over five villages, but now, two had already deserted him—broken by famine, crushed under unbearable taxes, fleeing for their lives.The remaining three clung desperately together, their souls shredded thin, teetering on the brink of collapse.Misfortune had etched itself into their bones, and they cursed the day they were born into this forsaken land.Two years ago, life was tough but tolerable; they were poor but not starving, scraping by day to day, always hoping tomorrow might offer something better.Then, without warning, the Baron emerged from shadows unknown, raising taxes with ruthless indifference, draining them dry like a vampire thirsting for blood.The villagers' whispers grew darker, their hatred sharper, praying nightly for the Baron's swift demise—but as cruel fate would have it, evil had a way of outliving hope.Today began as another hollow morning, the fields barren as their stomachs, empty hands grasping at dust.But today was different, to
Chapter 440
“A gift?” Michael Dunsmore burst out laughing, the sound sharp and cutting, echoing through the garden.“Who the hell do you think you are, Alex? Last I checked, you barely had two miserable villages scraping by on dirt and despair. You've borrowed so much money these past two years, I'm amazed you can still afford your own damn underwear!”Michael’s cruel laughter was shared by the surrounding crowd.His confidence was bolstered by the knowledge of his family's immense wealth—the prestigious Dunsmore clan controlled four prosperous villages, making Alex's poverty an easy target.Though Michael stood next to Olivia, his fiancée, his eyes lingered hungrily on Ophelia D’Arcy.Her radiant beauty eclipsed Olivia's entirely, and it burned him deeply to see such perfection bound to someone as worthless as Alex.Two years prior, Ophelia had fallen gravely ill, her delicate life hanging by a thread.It was Alex who stepped in, with knowledge unknown to others, and saved her life.In gratitude
