The Almighty Dragon General

Devoid of any emotion, Waleria asked, “You summoned us. What command do you have for us?”

The man’s voice rasped as he spoke up, “You were deemed as elders upon entry to our sect. Other elders may not yield, but now, an opportunity has arisen for you to forge your prestige. Seek out the injured member of the Theos Sect, Waleria. Bring her back, alive or dead.”

The man gave a task to Waleria and James.

“Yes, Master,” Waleria promptly replied. Soon after, the man vanished from the main hall.

Zeloneth looked at them as he said, “This is your opportunity. Seize it well. Whether you can establish yourselves in our sect depends on this.”

Maintaining a composed demeanor, Waleria asked, “Could you give us any pointers to help track down Waleria from the Theos Sect? Perhaps some general guidance?”

Zeloneth gestured casually, conjuring a sigil in his palm, and he said, “All the clues about her are within this sigil.”

Waleria accepted the sigil.

Zeloneth led them away. After

left, then

shared her thoughts, “That wasn’t Yvan Xorath. I could feel palace, but

light of your intuition, why not take direct action? By removing this imposter, the genuine Yvan Xorath might reveal himself,” James communicated through their

return first

“Your call.”

two swiftly left the planet and returned to Mount

the mountain’s rear slope, Waleria sat in a resting area of a manor with a serious

lingering uncertainty, let’s initiate our operation tomorrow. We’ll shroud our auras and advance stealthily toward the palace

a good opening last time but unfortunately missed our chance. How should we penetrate the formation this time? How about a direct attack? But doing that might attract

then. Once I sensed that it wasn’t Yvan, I suddenly thought of leaving. Looking

out a deep

she was harboring fear. After all, Yvan was a legendary powerhouse, while Waleria was nearly killed at her peak state. Her strength had not fully recovered, and a trace of trepidation lingered within her. It was this fear

journey in this universe isn’t a mere jest. It’s a struggle of survival and mortality. You don’t need to intervene unless it becomes imperative. Your task is to swiftly extract me from the situation if I