The Almighty Dragon General

“Welcome, Mr. Wyot!”

Fitzroy and the Cloud Race’s elders offered their greetings as soon as James arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

“Mhm.” James gave a slight nod.

Fitzroy stepped closer toward James. “Mr. Wyot, we have prepared your lodgings. Do let us know if you have any requests. We’ll do our best to accommodate the Dooms.”

James looked at Fitzroy. “We’ll wait for cultivators from the other races to reach here and discuss more about our next step then.”

“Please come this way.” Fitzroy gestured to a nearby path.

led James to a huge manor located in a quiet and secluded area. Inside the villa, James could see thousands of gorgeous and alluring chambermaids from the Cloud Race waiting in the front hall to

women. However, James

in a chair in the lounge. With his fingers interlaced, he stared into the distance and

so far is to gather as many of the Greater Realms’ top cultivators as possible in the Cloud Realm. At the same time, I’ll put up a super-formation that’ll cover the entire Cloud Realm. Once they are all here, I’ll eliminate as many of those cultivators as

don’t kill off all of them, I’d make sure to severely cripple

need time to execute this plan. A formation that completely secures an area as large as the Cloud Realm, and has the

around, there’s a high chance she might catch on to

the foremost reason why I’ve come here. Even if I can’t exact revenge on the other races, I must get Soren out of here, one

a gray silhouette silently materialized

soothing voice of