The Almighty Dragon General

“My status of the Law of Paths is bestowed by the previous Supreme Path,” Wesley declared firmly.

“Being a law, it should uphold the righteousness and fairness of the Path.

Are you not planning to leave now?” “Tt seems you have truly turned against us!” Cyril could not contain his anger as he shouted.

“As the Law of Paths, you've colluded with demons, ravaged Zymurgy, slaughtered supreme beings, and kidnapped the rulers of myriad worlds.

Your sins are immense, your evils overflowing.” Upon hearing these words, Wesley burst into hearty laughter.

The laughter was filled with bitterness and helplessness, but above all, there was contempt and murderous intent.

“your laughter is pointless!” Cyril shouted angrily.

“I know you’re practically invincible below the Forty Heavens.

I’m no match for you even as the same Daeclon Mahayana Rank powerhouse as you.

However, since the Path Emperor has tasked me with bringing down the gods, we are all prepared.

Today, I wield the Path Banner, and with your betrayal of the Path, I shall annihilate you beneath the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword.” As he spoke, he took out a command flag inscribed with ‘Path’ characters.

With a swift wave, the entire Thirty-Three Heavens trembled violently, and the void crackled with thunder and lightning, as if Path punishment was descending.

shocked upon seeing

never expected Cyril to

sacred weapon of

truly received the appointment from

sword shimmering

command flag, carrying a majestic aura

that moment, Wesley was enveloped by the divine

He was utterly defenseless.

less than five meters away

with sacred glory and emitted a

against the demons, I can spare you for the sake of our past friendship,”

the Wuia Demon- Slayer Sword falls upon you, you will be extinguished, and your soul will be scattered with no

can save

spoke calmly with a smile on his face, “Let nature take its

it, and there’s no need to change.” With that,

appeared beneath him,

and wordless.” Wesley’s divine and majestic voice

is selfless,

the living beings of myriad

resentment.” Then, Wesley stared