Chapter 370 Seperate paths (2/2)

When Alex remembered that person he couldn't help but smile the same vicious smile like his. That smile that could make the darkness that encroaches Alex go away. Alex's fighting spirit rose and his confidence was now at an all-time high, Alex charged forward with no more hesitations.

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The two who were so different but at the same time, similar these two were about to put an end to their ill-fated relationship. Richter who lost his mother and vowed to become strong and fulfill the Greyhounds dearest wish, he who was raised to hate and despise his weakness. In the end, he was left with nothing but loneliness and sorrow.

Alex who lost his parents because of his grandfather, and because of his own weakness vowed to become strong so he could never feel as powerless as before. He was raised with both love and friendship.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

The two of them grew with the same vow of gaining strength, but the ways they achieved that strength were different.

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Alex with his renewed determination sped up even faster than before. The fear of death, the fear of losing was blown away as he smiled a vicious smile. When he got close enough he finally saw Richter moved. At first glance, the final technique didn't look special in any way, that was when he noticed that Richter's whole body was vibrating at a high speed. It was weird, what was even weirder was that Alex wanted to dodge and counter, but for some reason, his whole body was moving towards the attacking hand of Richter's.

In an act of pure desperation, Alex no longer bothered to dodge and counter, instead, he closed his eyes and stuck out his hand hoping that he would be faster than Richter. He then felt his hand pierced right through Richter's chest, his hand was now holding Richter's beating heart which he squeezed until it busted in his hands.

As Alex slowly opened his eyes to see the aftermath, he heard Richter speak in the most gentle tone he had ever heard from the old man. ”You are a true Greyhound... Alex, you truly are a true Greyhound...”

Hearing his grandfather say such words, with such kindness Alex opened his eyes to look at what kind of expression the old man made, but then the moment his eyes were finally wide open, what he saw was a horrific scene. The reason Richter's final technique didn't reach wasn't because he was faster, but because someone stood between them. Alex quickly took a hold of the body that was slowly dying and was on the brink of tears, his heart nearly breaking from the sight.