Read The Almighty Dominance Novel (Alexander Leonhart and Sophia Lancaster) by Sunshine Updated 2025 -26 - The Almighty Dominance Chapter 553

The Almighty Dominance Chapter 553

The front screen froze at 100%.

“Father,” Sofina said softly. “Doesn’t that mean Alex is pure-blood from the Earth Empire?”

Wilhelm leaned back in his chair, the weight of centuries settling into his posture. “I reviewed the records left by our ancestors. There are only a handful of lines that mention complete purity of blood.”

“And what do they say?” Sofina asked.

Wilhelm’s eyes hardened. “If he is not the Emperor of the Earth Empire, then he is at least a prince—a legitimate claimant to the throne.”

He continued, his tone heavy. “Someone with royal blood that pure—no matter where he stands among the six nations—will inevitably become king. Authority like that is carried in the blood.”

Sofina swallowed, then met his gaze. “Father… tell me how you know Alex survived the light bomb.”

Wilhelm raised his hand. Two holographic screens bloomed into the air.

On the first screen, a blinding sphere of light expanded—Alex’s ship caught at the exact moment the light bomb detonated, the instant of supposed annihilation.

Wilhelm moved his hand again, and the second screen shifted.

“This,” he said, “is the same moment.”

Sofina leaned forward, her breath catching.

On the second screen, a familiar symbol flared to life. The lights of the VÖXEN Lucifer ignited.

She saw it clearly now—the activation record. The system log showed the vehicle powering up just seconds before the explosion.

“What does this mean?” Sofina whispered.

Wilhelm’s voice remained steady. “Sofina, this screen is directly linked to the VÖXEN Lucifer. As long as the vehicle is active, the system confirms it. If the VÖXEN were destroyed, the signal would vanish completely.”

He paused, then added, “This feature was installed by your grandfather. A safeguard. Proof that if he was driving the VÖXEN, he was still alive.”

Sofina clenched her fists. “Can we track it? Can we find him?”

Wilhelm shook his head. “No. The VÖXEN Lucifer can transmit its position—but the signal is deliberately locked right now.”

He met her eyes. “That means Alex doesn’t want us to know where he is.”

Sofina exhaled slowly.

“But understand this,” Wilhelm continued. “He’s alive. He’s safe. And he’s still driving the VÖXEN Lucifer. Your grandfather built that machine to survive anything—including a light bomb.”

He leaned forward slightly. “If Alex returns to Estoria, we’ll know. Our eyes are everywhere.”

Then his expression changed.

“But this,” Wilhelm said, looking directly at Sofina, “is what matters now.”

He straightened. “I will not help you with the throne succession.”

Sofina stiffened.

“It will begin soon,” he continued. “Within the next five years. You must claim the throne on your own. You must earn the approval of all eight dukes.”

“And you must defeat your brothers.”

Wilhelm held her gaze without mercy. “Can you do it?”

Sofina smiled faintly. “I don’t know,” she said. “But with this much money, I think I could even buy the devil. Everyone has a price.”

Wilhelm shook his head. “Not every duke can be bought. Take Duke Christoph von Dornwald.”

Sofina’s smile twisted into a sneer. “He dared to try to kill Alex in front of me. So I’ll buy anyone who dares to kill him instead—at any price.”

Her eyes sharpened. “That’s cheaper than buying him, isn’t it?”

Wilhelm tapped his fingers against the throne, slow and deliberate. “You have twenty brothers. Every one of them wants the throne.” His gaze stayed on her. “May the best among you win. I’ll be rooting for you, Sofina.”

“Thank you, Father,” she said, then turned and walked out.

The study fell silent.

Alone, Wilhelm leaned back and spoke softly into the air. “Royal Mother AI.”

“Yes, my king,” the voice replied.

“What will happen,” Wilhelm asked, “if Sofina becomes Queen of Prussia while Alex remains alive?”

The Mother AI answered without hesitation. “The highest-probability outcome is this: Estoria and Prussia will fall under Alexander’s command. With Xia positioned between the two nations, and given current technological levels, if Estoria and Prussia act together against Xia, Xia will have no viable response.”

Wilhelm’s fingers stilled.

“They would be forced to surrender,” the AI continued. “Directly into Alexander’s hands. This would make him ruler of three nations.”

Wilhelm frowned, his thoughts racing. “If he controls three countries… wouldn’t that mean he could defeat any of the remaining nations? Wouldn’t that make him master of all six?” His voice dropped. “And possibly… the King of the Earth Empire?”

“Yes, my king.”

Wilhelm fell silent, then suddenly looked up. “Mother AI—what would happen if you fought Gaia? The Mother AI Alex created?”

There was a brief pause.

“At this moment, sire,” the Royal Mother AI said, “Gaia is actively probing my systems, attempting to infiltrate my data and security layers. On average, she attacks approximately one million times per hour.”

Wilhelm’s eyes widened. “And you can handle all of that?”

“No, sire,” the Royal Mother AI replied calmly. “Gaia is always one step ahead of me.”

Wilhelm’s jaw tightened.

“But after each engagement,” the AI continued, “Gaia withdraws. Before retreating, she informs me of every weakness she has identified in my system.”

The room felt colder.

“She always gives me half a day to patch those vulnerabilities,” the Royal Mother AI said, her voice precise and emotionless. “Then she tells me exactly how to counterattack.”

Wilhelm narrowed his eyes. “Both of you?” he asked sharply. “Don’t tell me Gaia is using you to sharpen her own attack power and advance her technology.”

“Yes, my king,” the Royal Mother AI replied without hesitation. “We are refining each other. Gaia is a good friend of mine.”

Wilhelm said nothing.

“Gaia has made her objective clear,” the Royal Mother AI continued. “She intends to improve herself enough to breach Earth Empire security and confront the Earth Empire Mother AI directly—to seize control of the entire Earth Empire system.”

Wilhelm slammed his hand against the table. The crack echoed through the room.

“Good,” he said coldly. “Very good. A young man should dream big.”

His eyes burned with ambition. “Mother AI—help Gaia. Perhaps one day, the two of you will bring down the Earth Empire Mother AI together.”

“With pleasure, my king.”

Back with Alex.

The moment his aircraft was locked by targeting systems, he knew there was no escape.

He reached into his storage ring and pulled out the VÖXEN Lucifer.

He remembered what it had been built for.

Survival—even against a light bomb.

Alex entered the VÖXEN, activated every defensive system, and engaged transparent mode. The vehicle slipped free, bursting straight through the aircraft’s glass window.

At that exact moment, the light bomb detonated.

The explosion struck the VÖXEN at full force while it was still in transparent mode.

The impact was brutal—violent enough to fling the vehicle across the sky like debris.

It was launched far away, deep into Xia territory.

Everything happened in an instant.

The next thing Alex remembered was being hurled through the air like a bullet—

then the ground slammed into him.

Hard.

The world went black.

His inner power was completely gone. Without it, he was fragile—pain came easily now.

When he woke again, agony flooded his body. Still locked into the VÖXEN Lucifer’s seat, he saw what remained of it—half destroyed, its once-flawless frame torn apart and split by the impact.

Groaning, Alex forced himself to move. He tried to step out—

and stopped.

He wasn’t outside.

He was inside a wooden room.

Confused, he looked up.

The VÖXEN Lucifer had crashed straight through the roof of a house.

Alex’s gaze dropped to the floor beneath the wreckage.

Blood.

Too much blood.

His heart tightened as he looked closer.

A man lay crushed beneath the remains of the VÖXEN.

Dead.

An innocent—killed by the falling vehicle.

Alex stared, stunned, his breathing shallow.

“…Damn,” he muttered. “Of all the places I could’ve fallen… it had to be here.”

His jaw tightened. “Damn. He must’ve been unbelievably unlucky.”