The Almighty Dragon General

“Master, it would be lovely if you could share some of your precious liquor collection with us.” James grinned.

“It won’t be as entertaining if I can’t enjoy the show with some liquor.” Yianni glanced over his shoulder at James and smiled wryly.

Then, he lifted his hand and conjured dozens of bottles of Chaos Absinthe on the table.

Lesia and Morgott exchanged a glance.

Then, each of them strode forward and stopped on either side next to James.

“This is it, James?” Morgott pouted.

“Aren't you going too easy on these hypocrites?” “This is just the beginning.” James gulped the Chaos Absinthe.

“With their level of powers, they can stay in the Historial Helmnor Formation for a few entrapochs and be just fine.” Lesia frowned.

“You should just do it now if you want to get rid of those men for good, Master.

It won’t do us any good to drag it out for that long.” James beamed at her.

“Are you worried that the soul contract between me and Xanthakos will expire during that time? “Then, Xanthakos will regain control of the Gate of Mystery?” “Tt is possible for him to do that.” Lesia reminded him.

James turned his gaze to Morgott and Yianni.

so too?” Yianni and Morgott looked at

They smiled almost simultaneously.

control of the Gate of Mystery.”

longer fear any tribulations set

he might have lost all the advantage he had and not want

and vital energies found in the Gate

gate possesses powers to regenerate those energies, it'll take hundreds of entrapochs for them to be

meaningless for Xanthakos to regain control over the Gate of

hand, we can rely on the gate’s powers to refine

had sent our way.”

expected of

are sensible as

Wuia Integration Gathering.” Lesia and the others fell silent at the mention

of them were extraordinary figures and cultivators, they had limited

the Soremsia of a Caeloros God, did not have full information about the Haleth Realm’s happenings after the

gazes to Youcef, who still sat ina

James raised his palm.

one of the

come to his

how you told me the first time we met that cultivators