The Almighty Dragon General

As James and Yemima arrived at the place, the living beings there immediately made way for them.

“That’s Wyot Dalibor.”

“I heard he was imprisoned for some time and only recently returned here. However, he only remained on Mount Doom. Rumors say he has already crossed into the Quasi Acme Rank.”

“Huh… Interesting…”

“The gathering is gonna be fun.”

Many whispered among themselves.

James and Yemima entered the tavern and headed straight toward the ninth floor.

Soon, they arrived on the ninth floor.

The ninth floor was vast.

there—Deshawn Yansh sitting by the

dressed in a black dress, and she was wearing a black veil that covered her face. The veil seemed to be imbued with a mysterious formation, for even James could not pierce through the veil. However, as his gaze met the

“Is that you, Thea?”

at the woman and

sensing James’ stare, the woman

Their gazes met.

Yemima grabbed James’ hand and chided him, “Hey, enough gawking already. We should get down to

his gaze. Then, they walked straight toward

himself, he was distracted. Those eyes were too similar to Thea’s. However, as the woman

she would not be able to recognize him. If she really was Thea, and as long as she remains inside Doom City, James would be able to

up on his handsome-looking face as he asked, “You must be Wyot Dalibor, the Minor Patriarch and future master of the

Patriarch is only tentative. I don’t even know whether I can

James and tried to pierce through his thoughts. However, he could not

from James.

“You are strong.”