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.

Demonic Body had been cultivated to near perfection, and he had regained about

could not navigate Zymurgy with

nodded solemnly, “Yeah, but lifting the seal won't be easy.” Morgott asked Yehria, “Don’t you have the Xyloria Tai Chi Axe? Is it not good

her face flashed with slight fear as she looked at the

confronting

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

has my Three Treasures, Five

them, I’m still

eighty percent of my strength and can kill a few trash at

powerhouse like James.” Yehria’s face darkened as she retorted, “Who are you calling trash?” Morgott quickly corrected, “Ah, I forgot

You’re only at the Nith Xaeclon Rank at best right now.”

around and murmured, “Your words would drive anyone to think

the nonsense and summon the Xyloria

a little.” Yehria sighed and