The Almighty Dragon General

“He has already cultivated a Demonic Body. So, killing him is not an option,”

Yegor said each word deliberately, “James, you’ve educated your brothers to embrace broad-mindedness and accommodate all. Why do you forget this when confronted with your own son?” “Yeah,” Lady Herodias sighed lightly, “You’re the soul of the Solstice Alliance, a symbol of faith and divinity. Your reputation must not be tainted, let alone bear the stigma of killing your son. otherwise, it’ll become a permanent blemish on you.” “Master, hand him over to me. I’ll teach him well,” Rebella said hastily.

“We’ll help him as well,” Taran said in a deep voice, “Your Majesty, let’s leave it at that.” “I agree.” Jurryt looked at James. “In fact, this kid should have been taught by King Marcials. After all, he’s under his sect. What’s he doing still hanging around in the Dark World?” “Let’s seal the Demonic Body if we can’t kill it,” Xezal spoke up.

Everyone was surprised as soon as she said those words. Hetsema was James and Yemima’s child, also considered part of the Doom Race. Even if she did not plead, suggesting to seal him was tantamount to ruining him completely.

“I go along with her suggestion,” Xitlaly said.

“Darling.” Truett immediately glared at Xitlaly. “No one will mistake you for a mute if you don’t speak.” “I’m doing this for James and all of our sake,” Xitlaly replied coldly. “One’s nature is hard to change. If he weren’t James’ son, how could we have kept him back then, and how could there have been subsequent troubles?

off and sparing his life is already giving him countless

words were resounding and persuasive,

up slowly. “To prevent future troubles,

of gray, black, and white, immediately enveloping Hetsema, who was lying

the gray, black, and white tricolored force, Hetsema’s Demonic Body began to erode from his feet, transforming into a mass of purplish-red mist that spread gradually

twisted in agony. Seeing this, everyone covered their mouths

Hetsema’s Demonic Body, not allowing him to even possess a physical body. This was not considered killing, but it was

gray, black, and white tricolored force, Hetsema’s painstakingly cultivated Demonic Body was finally completely eroded amidst his screams. Countless

screams, his painstakingly cultivated Demonic Body was completely

strands of purplish-red Demonic Energy were retrieved by James and

with only a heap of bones. A huge