His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0602 Far from Wyverna, across the vast expanse of the Pacifara Bay near Coconut Wind Island.

Amidst the carriers, with warships in formation, hundreds of fighter jets performed an aerial ballet, their sensors at full throttle, scouring the sea for any sign of the elusive ' Nameless Island." I "Report, the second squadron's search is complete—nothing within a hundred nautical miles!" I I "First squadron returning, covered a hundred nautical miles, no new discoveries!" "Sixth squadron is on the hunt, but so far, nothing's caught by eye or radar..." Feedback from the missions kept pouring into the control room of the Lord of War carrier. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Green Dragon, the Duke of War, with his combat helmet on, was glued to the satellite feed, his face a mask of severity.

More than thirty hours had ticked by.

Since the Maxine fighter jet went missing, a full day and night had passed without a trace of Lady Amber, Maxine, or the White Tiger, Duke of War. Still, no one had a clue about the Nameless Island's coordinates.

The question hung in the air: Did the Nameless Island even exist? The world's superpowers had their eyes glued to the Lord of War's fleet of carriers, the mightiest armada under the Temple of War's command. Every tiny ripple they made sent shockwaves through the delicate balance of international tensions.

However, if the search dragged on, there was no telling if those countries might just barge in, and Alexander...

“Temple Lord Kane is here!” At the Duke of War, Green Dragon's command center, an observer leaped to his feet, jabbing a finger at the monitor where a crimson arrow blazed. "It's the Aledandra, the Lord's own jet, the Aledandra! The Lord's back!" Tha

Thirty hours had passed since Alexander had last been seen, and then he was swooping back into the disaster zone aboard his personal jet, the Aledandra.

‘Sweep the area!" From the cockpit of the Aledandra, Alexander clutched a jade amulet and peered down at the ocean's expanse, barking orders, "Scour every inch within a thousand nautical miles, and make it snappy!" With a whoosh, the jet tore through the sky at six times the speed of sound, crisscrossing the search area.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

Then, a buzz. Out of the blue, the jade pendant in Alexander's grip trembled.

The jade amulet was reacting! In that instant, the Pacifara Bay's wild waves bowed down as if a titanic Lord of War Domain had materialized from thin air, halting time itself in a breathless pause.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The jade amulet quivered, and above the sea's surface, an unseen barrier shimmered into existence. As the jade amulet vibrated, the barrier began to crack and dissolve into nothingness.

The whole spectacle was over in less than five seconds. : Observed by the crew aboard the Lord of War, scrutinized by the Temple of War's vigilant members, and under Alexander's piercing gaze, a verdant island spanning twenty kilometers slowly emerged at the heart of the ocean.

"The Unnamed Island, that's the one marked on the Black Maple's USB drive!" Without a moment's delay, Alexander commanded with a thunderous voice, gazing down at the island, "Fighter jet Aledandra, descend and land immediately!"

On the Unnamed Island, the air was tranquil.

At the island's core, beneath a canopy of giant coconut trees, Maxine and the White Tiger, Duke of War, wore expressions of sheer amazement as they eased the barrier of inner power they had been upholding.

‘The magnetic oppression is gone." Maxine, steadying the ashen-faced Amber, swept her gaze around them, her eyes reflecting both relief and a thick veil of mystery. "What caused that tremor? An undersea quake, or a volcanic eruption? "However, the island is unchanged, the flora untouched, so the magnetic field..." Was the magnetic field significant? Supported by Maxine, Amber had an epiphany and slowly raised her head, her gaze fixing on the increasingly distinct form of the Chaos Dragon in the sky, her eyes brimming with tears.

She had seen him.

It was truly him! Even from afar, her eyes pierced the distance with clarity. There, silhouetted against the aircraft's open hatch, was the man she longed for day and night—her husband, Olivia's father, her beloved Alexander.

"Mister Kane!" In that electrifying moment, both Maxine and the formidable White Tiger, Duke of War, caught sight of the fighter jet Aledandra slicing through the heavens. Their faces lit up with wild excitement. "Mister Kane, we're here, Miss Chesire too, we're all here!" They were alive, every single one of them! Hovering over three hundred meters from the ground, Alexander's heart was on fire with passion. He fixed his gaze on Amber, at the island's heart, and without waiting for the jet to touch down, he leapt from the hatch.

"Amber!" "I've come for you!"