The Almighty Dragon General

Dillon looked at James.
“Give her some time to collect herself.
Let's discuss business first.” As he spoke, he cast a blue light, revealing an enormous map in front of James and Lesia.
The map was vivid and lifelike, depicting a grand array of palaces forming the shape of Wuia.
It was slowly rotating.
James examined it for a moment before speaking, “Is this the current layout of Wuia Palace?” “It should be.” Dillon nodded.
“We're in the central twenty halls, also known as Xantheon Hall.” “Beyond that are the last twenty halls,” Dillon pointed on the map, his tone serious.
“An old monster resides there.
His strength is almost equal to mine.” James smirked.
“Mordecai Preston?” “T don’t care what he’s called,” Dillon said angrily.
“He's just a wretched creature who can't even fully transform into human form.

All he knows is the Shadow Mist Technique.
He is despicable and cowardly.” James chuckled at Dillon’s indignation.
It was clear that Mordecai was Dillon's old nemesis, providing no shortage of amusement between them.
“But we need to be cautious of him,” Dillon warned.
“He's incredibly treacherous, even more shameless than Waitara Path, and he holds two treasures of Nothingness.” Upon hearing this, James’ eyes lit up with excitement.
“That must be the treasures of the last twenty halls, and each of the east and south ten halls.” Lesia suddenly spoke up.
“Dillon, you still can’t beat him?” “who said that?” Dillon stared at her.
“Over the years, we've fought countless times.
How many times has he won? He only escapes because he can turn invisible and hide.
He’s utterly despicable.” James burst into laughter.
He remembered his first encounter with Dillon, where Dillon had also resorted to trickery when losing.
It seemed that the unorthodox sects and factions were all alike.
However, Mordecai and Dillon had very different personalities in the memories left by Frona.
Dillon was straightforward and pragmatic, whereas Mordecai, evolved from the Daoism of Caeloros God of Garuda, was insidious and treacherous.
Dillon was indeed distant from him in this aspect.
Reflecting on this, James waved his hand, releasing Taiyi, Yasmina, the Divine Marius, Emperor Yevgen, Harper, and Yianni from the blue light.
After Dillon's Daoism baptism, their power had not significantly increased, but their demeanor appeared even more impressive than before.
They looked around in confusion before turning their bewildered gazes to James.
“Sir Dillon, how about taking a few more disciples?” James suggested with a smile.