The Almighty Dragon General

Truett suddenly appeared in a wasteland located southwest of Mount Martial is. He looked at the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, with a frown. Then, he asked, "Is there something you couldn't say just now, Mr. Wulte? Why did you ask to meet here?"

Perthacus walked over and said, "I didn't want to put you in a difficult situation, so I had to meet you privately."

Truett asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Perthacus flipped his hand, and a radiant energy ball appeared.

"There are one hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation. Take them."

The energy ball floated over to Truett.

Truett was stunned for a moment. He recomposed and asked playfully, "Aren't you being too generous, Mr. Wulte? A hundred elixirs at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation is more than we acquired."

Perthacus laughed and replied, "You're overthinking it. How would I have possibly gotten so many high- quality elixirs? I'm also going crazy because of poverty. This is compensation for your injured body. It's from the headquarters."

immediately solidified. He asked, "It's compensation? Am I the

and

"What about Xzavion and Stephen? Their bodies were also severely destroyed. If they were going to compensate, they should give it to US.

Yegor's son. With your identity, it's only natural the headquarters give you

I'm also an elder of Mount

into my storage space and instructed me to hand them to you publicly. There are

learning about your injuries.

want to sow discord. Mount Martialis had spectacular results in

we made a name for Mount Martial is after the fight with Zared, we also pushed

Master, and your father is behind you. If you stay in Mount Martialis, you'll be our biggest support. With you here, they'll have to be careful when trying

make my friends jealous, and they will resent me for it. Eventually, I will have a choice but to leave Mount

Perthacus nodded solemnly.