The Almighty Dragon General

After Yadira screamed, an eerie silence fell over the area.

The senior authorities of the Doom Race were steeped in despair, their resignation evident.

James had already made up his mind.

Even if Xezal arrived, she wouldn’t be able to change anything.

Moreover, Xezal’s prolonged absence suggested she had given up on the Doom Race or had already been dealt with by James.

Now, the Doom Race was like a comered rat, despised and attacked by all.

If this continued, they might not even have a chance to return to the Dark World.

Suddenly, Yadira pointed at the senior authorities of the Doom Race, her voice seething with anger.

““Cowards! This is why the Doom Race will never rise.

The Doom Race will…” Before she could finish, her anger turned to shock.

When she raised her head, Wyot was already right in front of her.

With a swift thrust, he pierced her body with his longsword.

pain radiated through her

sudden act

glared at Wyot, blood spurting from her mouth and splattering onto

talk too much,” Wyot said with

but you shouldn’t drag the entire Doom Race

your personal vendetta, you’ve made the entire race seek

for the good of the Doom Race; you’re pushing us into an abyss.” Wyot then pulled

trembled and pointed at Wyot before bursting into manic

“wWyot…

finally shown

we were

really

to the ground, an eerie smile on

like he had been struck by

uproar broke

she mean?” Thea asked James

James sighed.

the fake James looked at the fallen Yadira, now lying in

composure and knelt on one knee

I’ve failed to control my people and allowed them to commit