The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 379

The remaining twenty-seven men shuddered. Though they had heard of the Black Dragon’s strength, they didn’t expect it to be this terrifying 

The man who was just killed was called Titan. He was the strongest fighter in all of Malgudi. The Malgudians were widely known as the warrior race, a title they wholly deserved. Upon seeing this, Willy was left speechless. 

He grabbed a machine gun on the ground and blasted away at James. 

“Die! Die!” 

James was nimble. He rolled toward Titan’s corpse and used it as a shield against the burst of gunfire. Then, with a flick of his finger, a silver needle flew out from his hand and plunged into Willy’s body. 

Willy immediately went limp and fell to the ground. 

As he knew Willy wasn’t the mastermind behind everything, he made sure to leave him alive. Willy was the only lead he had in uncovering the person who was actually behind all of this. After taking Willy out, he looked at the remaining twenty-seven fighters. Although they were stunned by James’ true strength, they were nonetheless the elite of their respective countries. They had undergone rigorous training to get as skilled as they were. How could their pride let them back out now?

“We’ll attack all at once.” All twenty-seven of them charged at once. A fierce battle broke out at the top of Mt. Thunder James fought the remaining twenty-seven alone. They were no ordinary people and possessed exceptional skills. Not only that they also had a comprehensive understanding of martial arts. Everyone’s body blurred into swift-moving shadows as they exchanged blows.

excruciating pain, he still held a strong will to fight.

and landed flawlessly. Like a spring, he sprang

down towards him. James leaped out of range and instead

fell one after another. Not long after, bodies were sprawled all over

badge. His face was colored with paint, and his shirt was soaked with both his own blood and

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fighters lost their lives that day at Mt. Thunder.

James towards Willy. 

practically climb out of his throat with every step James took. It was a fool-proof trap. James should have been killed. However, the twenty-eight fighters were too cocky and

the opportunity to catch his

and tore away his mask. The man behind the mask was a middle-aged man around thirty years of age. James had never

a flinty expression, he interrogated Willy, “Who’s the one

rang through Willy’s

was scared out of his

sound was left in his