The Mighty Dragon Warrior

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of a cypress tree in Silversand Cemetery which was on the outskirts of the West Side of Paramount.

There, a tall male figure stood silently before a tombstone, as still as a statue.

‘Here lies Naeve Warren, beloved daughter of Norman Warren.’

The man was Jacob Lynch. He looked at the smiling woman in the black and white photo on the tombstone. His handsome face was marred with endless sorrow and regret.

“Naeve, I’m back! Why didn’t you wait for me?”

His eyes welled up with tears as he recalled a past memory. He remembered a beautiful girl saying to him timidly, “Don’t cry. You need to stay strong…”

Six years ago, Jacob stabbed a government official at a banquet to protect his girlfriend. The aftermath forced him to escape to the outland. On the other hand, Naeve remained in Paramount which was the Central Federation’s capital in Avalon. Jacob thought she would be fine due to her family’s status. He did not expect to return to find her dead.

While on the run, Jacob saved an old man who gave him a book called Secret Records of the War Deity before he died.

Jacob struggled to survive in the outland in the six years he was away, hoping to return home one day. He had trained in the most powerful techniques and challenged the strongest enemies.

Now, he returned to Central District with a body full of scars but with unparalleled power.

At this moment, Jacob kneeled before the tombstone in grief. However, his tone sounded murderous as he asked, “How did my girlfriend die?”

After he spoke, a two-meter-tall muscular man stepped out from the shadow of the cypress tree and said, “Sir, according to the investigation by the Shadow Squad, Miss Warren died of birth complications.”

“Birth complications!?” Jacob’s intimidating aura filled the surroundings.

He turned around and asked urgently, “When did it happen?”

respectfully, “Sir, it happened five years ago. More accurately speaking, it was seven months after you

after I left?” A flash of

and continued, “We found that Miss Warren was weak and died of birth complications despite medical treatment. However, due to the urgency of the investigation,

his eyes and raised

I owe you too much. If we meet again in the next life, I am willing to do anything to make it up to you.” After that, he turned to Gerald and said sternly,

in a

“Where is my

answered, “Sir, the little princess has been under Miss Warren’s parents’ care since she was born. She

photo? Show

Gerald impatiently. Gerald seemed to have expected this and respectfully handed Jacob a

at the photo of a little girl smiling sweetly at him, prompting

at the photo for a long time, Jacob finally put down the phone and whispered solemnly, “Naeve, don’t worry. I

will be going to my home first before heading to see my daughter. I shall

in the South Precinct was

and stopped by a dirty and debris-ridden road. Soon, Jacob and his trusted subordinate, Gerald Thornton, got out. Gerald had a reputation as a ferocious killer in the

at the entrance of the lane and breathed

meters and arrived at a three-story building that stood alone

holding a shovel across his chest. His eyes burned

of South Precinct thugs stood before him. Their leader

that I didn’t warn you! Do you know who

looked at Franklin with disdain. “You old bastard! How

furiously, “I don’t care

you wish to die, I shall make your wish come true!” The long-haired man glared at

thugs waved their bats excitedly and

gust of strong wind blew. Then, a ghostly figure appeared from out