The Almighty Dragon General

“So, Wyot from the Doom Race is actually Forty-nine, not a member of the Doom Race but a member of the Human Race. If I’m not mistaken, this must be the plan of the Human Race, and the real Wyot is still in the hands of the Heaven-Eradicating Sect.

“When you came to our clan earlier to request an Empyrean Herb, it was to conceal your own soul aura, am I correct?”

Since the situation had developed to this point, there was no need for Jethro to conceal anything anymore.

He spoke truthfully, saying, “It was also you who went to the Cloud Race pretending to be Wyot from the Doom Race. The token entrusted to the Cloud Race is in your hands, and it was you who provoked the animosity with the Soul Race.”

Upon hearing this, James’ expression grew uncertain, and a myriad of conflicting emotions washed over him. At that moment, he was torn between the decision of whether to take action or remain passive.

However, he knew that he might not be able to completely annihilate the Angel Race with his current strength. If any living beings from the Angel Race were to escape and reveal this matter, his position within the Doom Race would be compromised.

This would be detrimental to Thea’s plan.

Angel Race knows about this?” James spoke in a cold voice. He was prepared to confront the Angel Race if the matter had already spread throughout their race, even if it meant risking his life. There might still be a chance for a turnaround if only a few individuals within

evident to Jethro that James harbored a strong intent to kill from his

as Wyot before him

mentioned before, I don’t care who you are. This is your matter with the Doom Race, and my clan has no intention of getting involved. Furthermore, my clan wishes to resolve the grievances and conflicts of the Primordial Realm Era

No

to go about the current situation. The outside world might not necessarily believe him even if he were to reveal this

spread, it would be easy for James to mobilize the power

wipe out the Angel

the other races would not

adopt a wait-and-see approach. If the Doom Race demanded the token, he would comply and hand it over. He intended to observe whether the Doom Race could overpower the Human Race. If they proved successful, he would align himself with

gradually subsided. A smile emerged on his face as he spoke, “Patriarch Amani, your deductions are quite logical, but they are merely your own deductions. I have never heard of Forty-nine from the Human Race. I’m Wyot Dalibor, the Great Elder of the Doom

immediately agreed.