The Almighty Dragon General

Wynton stammered, "Why you..."

"Zella!" James turned around again. "Your brother said—"

"It's about the Haleth Realm!" Wynton quickly interrupted. Loudly, he said, "You have not been Deified yet, sister! You must not hear the Forbidden Words of the Path, or your cultivation will be affected! Go back!"

James watched Wynton hastily salvage the situation, and it took all he had to hold his laughter back. 'The siscon thinks he can use his so-called trump card to threaten me? What does he think I am, chopped liver?'

Zella was starting to suspect something, but she did not go back. Wynton closed in on James. "You call me underhanded, but you're lower than me. Fine, I can tell you everything, but my sister must go back. "I am already deep in this mess, and I don't want to drag her into it. She's a lady. She should not suffer this."

That was the one decent thing he said. At least he was doing his part as a brother well. James gazed at him and turned around. "Go back, Zella. We'll call you when we're done."

Zella opened her mouth, but she eventually backed into the formation. She thought the guys must have gone mad.

after James told her filled Wynton with jealousy. He thought, 'I risked my life protecting you, but you wouldn't listen to me. This boy toy

resent James

took out a vat of Chaos Absinthe. "But I want honesty from here on out. Zella is an opinionated woman. If she comes again, not

what threats looked like. Wynton glared

blinked, and James' Chaos Absinthe flew through the air. The concoction within fell like a drizzle. Wynton raised his head, his mouth open

than once. Wynton obviously wanted to salvage whatever

controlled again and stood back up. The liquid

clear the Leere Tribulation?" Wynton

form and future forms have their work cut out for

you know where they are? Who they are?"