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 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.

the bloodied Thea on stage, her shallow gasps for breath the only indication that she was alive.His heart

James cared deeply about.The comrades

who saved him from that inferno, his savior who had

had given up on eminent glory and honor for Thea Callahan.If he kept that honor, he would likely have

dared torment Thea like

Dragons had lamellas.

could save him now! Even if the Blithe King stood before them, he would be cut down if he dared make an attempt to stop

and Trent made

James's gaze,

out a length of incredibly thin wire.His hand tightened around the wire, made of silver

the hall, startling the audience with every step he took.His footsteps grew heavier, becoming akin to an earthquake by the end,

"The...Black..."

spotted the

person in this world

split instantaneously.Silver needles exploded towards Trent, embedding themselves accurately

once again converging to form a thin wire, now stained red

even getting his last words

a deep regret.He spotted a wire in the surveillance footage, but it was too far

the world! This was the Black Dragon! The legendary Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, one of The Five Commanders, on par with his superior! Yet he knew that even though they

laid on the

vision so she could memorize the

before unconsciousness claimed her, she felt a