The Almighty Dragon General

In the Forty- Seventh Realm of Zymurgy, amidst the vibrant hues of a grand temple, enveloped in sacred light.

Two flashes of light emerged, and a man and woman appeared.

The man possessed a striking handsomeness, yet his messy hair and the ominous purple-red aura swirling around him hinted at a darker nature.

His companion, draped in a flowing black robe and a veil of mystery, exuded elegance.

Her long hair cascaded down, and her every movernent held a captivating allure.

It was none other than Morgott and Yehria who thought they had escaped from James.

Since their escape to Zymuegy, they had disguised themselves and concealed their auras.

With Yehria’s guidance, Morgott lifted 70 seals and fused them with his fragmented spirits.

Body had been cultivated to near perfection, and he had

could not navigate Zymurgy with ease, their ambition

upon the imposing plaque in the grand hall ahead of them with the words, “Taishi Grand Temple.” Morgott asked, “Is this the final fragment of my spirit?” Yehria nodded

Power because of their connection.“ Suddenly, her face flashed

we’re confronting is

Taishi.” Morgott asked anxiously, “Then what am I to do? My

Treasures, Five Spirits, and

them, I’m still

my strength and can kill a few trash at the Soma Daeclon

James.” Yehria’s face darkened as she retorted, “Who are you calling trash?” Morgott quickly corrected, “Ah, I forgot you’re also at the Soma

rank drop? You’re only at the Nith Xaeclon Rank at best right now.” Upon hearing

restrained anger, she turned around and murmured, “Your words would drive anyone to think of vengeance against you!”

summon the

a chance if we can even crack it a little.” Yehria sighed and summoned a giant