The Almighty Dragon General

Heath introduced himself.

James looked around him.

Many powerhouses around them lay injured, but none were in critical condition. It seemed that Heath had his reasons for not killing them.

“At least you’re smart enough to avoid killing them. No one could’ve saved you today otherwise. Now, get lost,” said James as he made a flourish with his hand. An invincible force rushed forth and struck Heath.

Heath was unable to deflect the attack. He was severely injured by the attack and blown away. Using the inertia of the blow, he quickly retreated away.

“I don’t care who you are, Brat. You’re going to die for interfering.”

Although Heath had long vanished, his furious voice rang through the Supreme Fiend Palace.

James smiled and ignored the threat.

Qusai ignored his excruciating wounds and hobbled up from the ground. He clasped his fists together and said, “Thank you for preserving the future of our race, Sir.”

After showing his gratitude, he looked at Henrik and asked, “Who is this kind man, Henrik?”

Forty-nine. You don’t have to treat him so stiffly. Just call him Forty-nine. From now onward, he’ll protect you.

Therefore, Henrik intuitively crafted a great excuse for him

simply address him by his name?!” Qusai shook his

solemnly, “You’ll call him whatever I tell

not dare to refuse and respectfully

my protection from now

only one who knows you? Who else would have heard of

smiled faintly and said, “My name will

powerhouses from the other universes were in the Twelfth Universe. These degenerates would

Twelfth Universe, but causing

puzzledly,

on the ground. He casually waved his hand, and a miraculous power flowed out of his

“Thank you, Sir.”

powerhouses immediately expressed their

“Let’s get some drinks.”

wrapped his arms around James and Qusai’s shoulders and left the Supreme Fiend