The Almighty Dragon General

The Chaos Sacred Art was too profound. The Chaos Script was unrivaled in its depth and profoundness, and James could not understand anything. He looked at the closed book before him, and the mysterious voice that appeared previously rang inside his head. He closed his eyes and concentrated on comprehending them. The voice seemed to come from the depths of the Chaos. Yet, it also seemed to have come from the depths of his soul. After contemplating for a whole day, James still could not understand what the voice was.

“Perhaps this is the voice of the Chaos that contains the supreme Chaos Path,” He murmured.

Since he could not understand anything, he put those thoughts aside.

He stored the Chaos Sacred Art away and looked in the direction where the Grand Patriarch was in a closed-door meditation. He was wondering if he should consult the Grand Patriarch.

With that idea in mind, he immediately stood up and headed in the Grand Patriarch’s direction. Soon, he arrived outside the Formation, and he called for the Grand Patriarch from outside the Formation, “Grand Patriarch, I, Wyot Dalibor, wish to have an audience with you.”

“Grand Patriarch!”

…

out

rock. He looked even older now than before. His face was wrinkled, and his flesh was almost completely gone. James could sense that he did not have long to live. Just as the Grand Patriarch said,

“Grand Patriarch.”

who had his eyes shut and

his wrinkled arm and pointed at

opposite Hirah and sat in a lotus position. Looking at Hirah, whose vitality was seeping