The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 15
“It was me!”
It was just three words, yet it resounded through the hall like crackling thunder
and rang in the attendees’ ears, shaking all thoughts from their minds.
Even Trent, still on stage, was stunned.He was a battle- hardened deputy
commander of the Western border.He had fought hundreds of battles alongside
the Blithe King himself, yet James’s roar froze him completely, rendering him
unable to react for an instant.
When he was finally able to move, he spotted a man walking into the hall.The
person donned a black ghost mask, and a chill emanated from his body.This
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chill seemed to penetrate throughout the entire hall, lowering the temperature by
a few degrees.
“That’s him?”
“That’s the person in the ghost mask that killed Warren Xavier!”
The celebrities finally reacted, their faces growing pale in shock and terror as
James walked past them.
They remembered the gruesome image that had happened only half a month
ago, when William Xavier’s arm was yanked off, and Warren Xavier was
decapitated, his headless body falling into a pool of his own blood.
“You?”
Trent’s expression darkened.He knew the ghost mask this man wore.He had
seen it on their surveillance footage, when this man murdered his father.
“The remnant of the Cadens?”
Trent stared at James, who was still approaching him.He may have been a
battle-hardened deputy commander, with over a hundred battles under his belt,
but the bloodlust he felt from this man was nothing he had ever experienced.
James’s face was obscured by the mask, his blood-red eyes the only thing that

Blithe King stood before them, he would be cut down if he dared make an attempt to stop James! The big hall was completely silent. James and Trent made eye contact. Trent’s battle-hardened body trembled slightly under James’s gaze, and sweat beaded inexplicably on his forehead. James reached behind him and pulled out a length of incredibly thin wire.His hand tightened around the wire, made of silver needles, and walked slowly to the auction stage as the crowd watched silently on.

wrist, the wire split instantaneously.Silver needles exploded towards Trent, embedding themselves accurately between his brows. They then flew back to James, once again converging to form a thin wire, now stained red with blood. Trent died without even getting his last words out completely. The only thing he felt in his death was a deep regret.He spotted a wire in the surveillance footage, but it was too far away for him to identify what it was. If he had known, he would never have dared mess with Thea Callahan, even if he was given all the courage in the world! This was the Black Dragon! The legendary Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, one of The Five Commanders, on par with his