The Almighty Dragon General

James slowly opened his eyes.
Standing on the Xwem Chessboard, he saw three men and one woman flying toward him.
Their overwhelming aura shook the space and even the Historial Palace below.
With the information he received from Frona, James recognized them instantly as the rumored three Caeloros Gods and Quintus.
Unlike what James expected, the three Caeloros Gods' entrance was rather dull.
There was no thunder rumbling in the sky, no beautiful halos surrounding them, and no primordial beasts escorting them.
Even Yehria’s entrances were less boring.
Yefrenes, who led the group, looked at James with scorn.
“James Caden, did you build this formation specifically to trap US?” Behind her, Quintinus and Amos laughed contemptuously as if they had just heard the funniest joke ever.

On the other hand, Quintus tried to force a smile despite his anxiety, making him look awkward in the group.
Zbynek and Lilibeth, watching from the roof of the Historial Palace, were visibly nervous.
“This doesn’t seem right,” James began.
“Did I overestimate you guys? Are you actually dumber than Waitara and Xanthakos?” A slight frown creased Yefrenes’ forehead.
Quintinus was infuriated by James’ remarks and was about to blast his powers at James, but Amos stopped him.
“What do you mean by that?” Yefrenes asked calmly.
“There are several forces after the Wuia Palace,” James replied.
“ They are Xanthakos, the Waitara Path’s soul spirit, and your group.
Among these, your group has the best and strongest manpower.
“at first, I planned to take care of Xanthakos and the Waitara Path’s soul spirit before dealing with you.
Who knew you'd be so impatient and come to me yourselves?” Yefrenes balled her fists.
She had hoped they could wait for James, Xanthakos, and the Waitara Path’s soul spirit to exhaust each other.
Then, they could swoop in and take everything.
However, the Caeloros Gods faced many restrictions in the Haleth Realm.
They had sacrificed billions of divine beings and half of their powers to use the Xyrisia Gate.
The longer they stayed in the Haleth Realm, the more they would lose their powers, and the higher the risk of moving about.
They didn’t have the privilege to sit and wait.