James was in Yggdrasil Palace. He was staring at a painting.
The painting was the scene of James, Lucille, Perthacus, Xzavion, Stephen and Truett during the battle against Woodrow when they were in Timaeus Sect.
What was even stranger was that if a trace of power was injected into the painting, the scene of the battle would come alive. It was terrifying.
“Hey, who let you touch this painting?" Perthacus' furious roar came from behind James.
In the next second, his terrifying aura headed toward James. Nonetheless, James ignored it. The moment it touched him, it bounced back.
With a loud boom, Perthacus stumbled backward by his aura. At once, he spat out blood.

Then, he looked at James in disbelief. He was stunned. Who was this rude man? How did he rebound the aura of a powerhouse in the Quasi Daeclon Rank?
More importantly, this man didn't even move, yet he did such a thing. If he made a move, how terrifying would he be?
At that thought, Perthacus clutched his chest and looked at Lucille. "W-Who is he?"
Lucille stayed silent.
"Mr. Wulte," James suddenly said, "Is this painting very important to you?"
Perthacus' face twitched. "I admit that you're stronger than me, but if you want to humiliate my sect—"
Before he could finish speaking, James reached out and opened the secret compartment behind the painting. In a second, three tomb plates flew out and appeared before James.
"Don't touch my stuff." Perthacus was furious when he saw this. As he was about to rush forward, he was stopped by Lucille.
Furiously, Perthacus said, "Lucille, I welcomed you guys because you're my friend. I didn't allow you guys to be so..."
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