His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0597 At about eight in the evening, the fighter jet Aledandra, emblazoned with a fierce blizzard and a blood-red dragon, screamed into the heavens from the Lord of War's deck. Mid- flight, it joined forces with Alexander, skimming over the’'massive carrier formations of the Giant Whale and Wild Waves, barreling towards the heart of Umbracia.

A vendetta demanded blood in return for blood! The deepest hatred, the most searing grudge, was not between two superpowers—it was personal, for her.

For Alexander's wife, the cherished only daughter of the OI' Mare Chesire family, for Olivia's mother, Amber! Everyone, including Alexander, the officials at the Umbracia Hexagonal Tower, and the trigger -happy Hesberg, was convinced that the Maxine fighter jet had been obliterated, and with it, Amber and the rest of the crew were lost to the world.

However, the truth was...

"Miss Chesire." At the heart of a nameless island, more than twenty kilometers in every direction, Maxine and the White Tiger known as the Duke of War were battered and bruised. A mystical inner power swirled around them, as they fiercely guarded the pale-faced Amber. Maxine reassured her with unwavering conviction, " I Don't worry, Mister Kane has to know what happened. The members at the Temple of War are surely on their way. We'll be out of here before you know it!" I I Rescue? Amber crouched on the ground, her slender frame shaking uncontrollably, her eyes reflecting a despair so deep it cut to the bone.

An entire day had slipped by! She had been so excited to fly to Coconut Wind Island on the Maxine fighter jet, eager to soak in its natural beauty and find the perfect spot to retake her wedding photos with

Alexander.

However, fate had other plans—a missile strike had come out of nowhere, severing the Maxine fighter jet in two. Maxine fighter jet and the White Tiger, Duke of War had fought valiantly to shield her as they plummeted from the sky! : In that moment, Amber had resigned herself to her fate, helplessly awaiting the end.

Yet, to her astonishment, they had not plunged into the ocean but had instead crashed on that deserted island. An oppressive force field shrouded the whole place, cutting them off from the outside world, rendering even Maxine fighter jet and the Duke of War's high-tech phones utterly useless.

"If I'm right, we've found the true Coconut Wind Island." Maxine, sharing a bond of womanhood with Amber, was at her side, channeling her mystical inner power alongside Duke of War, the White Tiger, to fend off the oppressive force field. In a gentle voice, she reassured, "

Miss Chesire, Mister Kane has not stopped searching for the jade amulet. I believe it's the source of this oppressive force field, cutting us off from all electronic signals. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"You can trust Mister Kane completely. He's strong enough to find this island and get us out of here!" Get us out? If only it were that simple.

Amber held her phone, the offline map's screen reflecting her forlorn, wry smile.

If there was really a "jade amulet" there, its I power was nothing short of weird! I The map showed an island that seemed to have materialized from thin air, unmarked, claimed by no nation, a signal dead zone, invisible to the outside world...

When Maxine's jet went down, she, Maxine, and Duke of War, White Tiger saw nothing but the endless ocean—no sign of land in sight.

What kind of force could work such wonders? With such isolation, how on earth could Alexander ever find them?

"Alexander..." Tears blurred her vision as she stared out over the endless sea surrounding the island, memories of her husband's last embrace overwhelming her.

‘Alexander, are you out there searching for me? Can you even find this hidden place? Oh, how I long for you!" A thought crossed Amber's mind.

In that moment, Alexander, had just touched down in Umbracia on the sleek fighter jet named "Aledandra." The path had been clear, no one dared to stand in their way! "We're approaching the Bertley war base." The fighter jet Aledandra's anti-gravity engines kicked in, and the jet made a smooth vertical landing. Alexander peered out at the barren wasteland before him, his eyes narrowing: "

Juno, take charge. I want the electronic strike team to go full throttle and jam Bertley's radar." "Hesborg's head will be mine!" With those words, he charged without hesitation towards the desolate terrain.

"Electronic strike team, on my mark!" Behind Alexander, Juno, the Duke of War, stood ready inside the Aledandra's cockpit, I clutching a portable electronic device, and bellowed his orders.

"Full electronic jamming, cut off all Bertley's comms." "Do it now!"