From beginning to end, he still believed that he would be able to escape safely this time as well. But the real truth was that miracles would no longer happen, and the Goddess of Fortune would no longer descend upon him.
Out of the three main culprits, the last one, Knox, was captured.
Hale family Holy Land.
Alex sat cross-legged in the sky, having swallowed countless healing pills, the injuries on his body were completely healed, his combat strength had also recovered to its peak state.
Just then, Alex slowly opened his eyes, his clear gaze seemed to pierce through the grand hall in front of him, looking directly outside.
Outside the grand hall, the Hale family's four great elders, along with the various elites and geniuses, were all gathered here.
They were all waiting for news of the Nether Earth Ghost King, Garret, and Knox being killed.
"Saint Lord, a report!"
"The Saint Lord of the Hale family's Mourning Candle Dynasty branch, Noah, has killed Garret!"
