Chapter 508: Chapter 508: Are my people also movable by the Eight Sect?
 

The sudden appearance of this figure drew the gaze of everyone in the Mitchell Family.

However, with the experience of those who remained, they naturally didn’t know the identity of this sage-like elder.

But, as one of the Eight Sect, Elliott Taylor was very familiar with the figure before him.

This was the Great Elder of the Dragon Realm Elder’s Council, known as the Elder One — Alexander!

There were rumors that his strength had reached a perfect state, and that only a few Supreme Elders from the Eight Sect who hadn’t appeared for many years could compete with him.

But, in a face-off between such powerful beings, who would emerge victorious was unpredictable.

The only certainty was that even at his peak, he might not be a match for Alexander.

“Elder Alexander! This man has committed horrendous crimes, he is bloodthirsty by nature. Are you intending to protect him?” Elliott Taylor stared at Alexander with a grave expression.

Protect?

Upon hearing this, a warm smile appeared on Alexander’s face. He silently took out an elixir from his bosom and placed it into White Mitchell’s mouth.

“You’ve had a tough time over the last year, child,” Alexander said with concern. His words were laced with a hint of heartache.

Others didn’t know, but Alexander was very aware of what White Mitchell had gone through in the Endless Hell Prison during that year.

Over the years, Alexander had sent countless powerful individuals to the Endless Hell Prison, numbering in the hundreds, if not thousands.

But none of them had ever emerged alive from the deepest part of Endless Hell Prison.

This showed just how dangerous Endless Hell Prison was.

Therefore, Alexander knew how perilous the dangers White Mitchell had faced over the year were.

Fortunately, White Mitchell had made it out. He had emerged alive from the very depths of the Endless Hell Prison.

“Child, on behalf of everyone in the Dragon Realm, thank you.” Alexander said, deeply moved. His eyes were welling up towards the end.

Remember, this was a man who would remain unflustered even if a mountain collapsed before him. The storms he had weathered were more than anyone else’s, and the responsibilities he bore were heavier than anyone else’s.

However, even so, when facing White Mitchell, Alexander couldn’t help but be moved. It was as if the responsibilities White Mitchell bore were even heavier than his own.

Elliott Taylor, who was being ignored, became increasingly frustrated, “Alexander! I’m speaking to you! Are you deaf?

Is the Elders’ House planning to declare war on us, the Eight Sect?

Don’t forget, there’s a pact between the Elder’s House and us transcendent powers. Are you planning on breaking that pact now?”

Hmm!?

Faced with Elliott Taylor’s interrogation, Alexander’s face darkened. He swiftly turned around, his gaze, sharp as blades, piercing directly into Elliott Taylor.

That…whoosh…spurt!

Elliott Taylor was stunned, his pupils suddenly dilated, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Just a glance was enough to injure someone!

This was the power of Alexander.

Looking at the utterly embarrassed Elliott Taylor, Alexander replied word by word, “Who do you think you are? Do you represent the Eight Sect? Let’s set that aside for now, even if you could, so what?

Are my people to be harmed by your Eight Sect?

That damned pact, have you ever adhered to it? If the Eight Sect wishes to break the pact, feel free to confront me, Alexander. I want to see if all of you from the Eight Sect are as arrogant as you!”

Alexander!

You!?