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.

Yansh sitting by the

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 woman’s, he sensed a familiar sensation. A figure surfaced in his

“Is that you, Thea?”

glanced at the woman

the woman

Their gazes met.

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

they walked straight toward Deshawn and

to Thea’s. However, as the woman was wearing

those thoughts aside for now. Even if the woman was Thea, he was currently Wyot Dalibor. Naturally, 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

James, and a smile crept up on his handsome-looking face as he asked, “You must be Wyot

Minor Patriarch is only tentative. I don’t even

pierce through his

coming from James. This stunned

“You are strong.”