James looked at Qadirre and Ylva fighting in the void. He took out a jar of Chaos Absinthe and leaned against a rock. He slowly sat down.

At this time, the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell expanded until James’ side. Lesia squeezed out four figures from it and threw them before James. “You should know them well. You can deal with them yourself.” Then, Lesia turned around and returned to the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell. James chugged the Chaos Absinthe. Looking at the figures kneeling before him, he said, “My friends, how have you been?"

The four figures were stunned. They raised their heads. When they saw James’ face, they looked as if they had seen their late ancestors. “F-Forty-nine..."”

"James..."

“You're still alive.”

"J-James?”"

Hearing their exclamations, James smiled and said, “The four of you used to be the Grand Patriarchs of famous Orthodoxes from the Genesis World. I'm not worthy of your bows.”

four figures heard James mocking them, they exchanged glances. Then,

when enemies met, they would feel angry. But now, they realized that they didn’t even have

even fear seven powerhouses in the Yitro Daeclon Rank, let alone

alright? Is our lustus

Mattaniah. He waved his hand. A ray of red

second, dozens of white lights flashed across

Tai

dropped from the Ninth Xaeclon Rank to the peak of Consummation Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's

happening to his body, Mattaniah didn’t feel

the next second, he bowed at James. “Thank you for getting me out

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