The Almighty Dragon General

Waleria attacked the formation of the mountain range. Her power was immense, and the force emanating from her palm obliterated the celestial body. Her potent energy kept expanding, reducing everything in its path to rubble. A black palace floated in the starry expanse. This black palace seemed to be forged from black gold, emitting a dark brilliance.

“Waleria Zavee, you’ve arrived,” a voice reverberated from deep within the black palace. In the wake of the words, a beam of black light surged forth from its confines. This light converged above, coalescing into the form of a looming shadow.

Initially, Waleria did harbor a certain trepidation. After all, Yvan had inflicted severe injuries upon her and nearly succeeded in ending her life. However, as she stood before him, her residual fear seemed to wane.

Summoning a violet longsword into her hand, she aimed it at the Black Palace, her voice carrying an icy resolve. “Yvan Xorath, our previous encounter remains unresolved. Today, we will bring it to its conclusion.”

‘You do possess a knack for timing,” the shadow countered. ‘You’re well aware that I’ve not yet fully healed from my wounds. I assume you’ve chosen to come now while I’m still in the process of recuperating. But, your own strength hasn’t reached its zenith as well. Am I right?”

“Words won’t change the inevitable.” Waleria’s response was a frigid scoff. Employing her violet longsword, she channeled an ethereal manifestation of her sword intent.

Black Palace, and the Black

hand, and an illusory palm sigil materialized, forcefully pulling the escaping Black Palace back. Once again, it materialized within the starry expanse. Gripping the

as she ventured into the palace’s depths, an unsettling energy emerged, radiating from its surroundings. Within the void, a myriad of figures draped in

came to the realization that she had been deceived. This was all a trap

retreat. As she moved, mystical inscriptions emerged around the Black Palace. These inscriptions crisscrossed, forming an extremely formidable formation. A surge of immense power emanated from

in dire straits, ensnared within the trap set by the Daemonium Sect.

Boom!

moment, he appeared at the edge of the palace, brushing against a powerful barrier formation. He tumbled from midair, landing heavily on the ground. The formation encasing the palace was unbelievably potent.

up from the ground, glancing at Waleria by his side. Waleria’s expression was unusually