The Almighty Dragon General

Hankin, Lesia, and James exchanged glances before cautiously stepping forward.

Lesia questioned, “Will you die as a slave of the Qadeer Sect or as Emperor Benevolence of the Greater Realms?” Hankin’s face darkened as he asked, “If I’m not mistaken, you’re the Soremsia of the Nine Caeloros Gods of Nothingness’ leader, Frona, correct? Intrigued, Lesia put her hands behind her back and replied, “You can call me Lesia.

Am I also considered a demon to you?” Hankin was at a loss for words, and his face twitched with embarrassment.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of James calmly sitting down while enjoying some Chaos Absinthe and instantly felt a shiver down his spine.

James was clearly in charge of the current situation.

However, he remained silent and allowed a subordinate to humiliate Hankin and change his mind about dying.

Hankin recognized that James was an extraordinary entity, excelling in cultivation, strength, wisdom, and strategies.

If he were devoted to cultivation, he would become the greatest of his generation and could even surpass the Five Path Emperors.

and status would

if he were to turn to a corrupted path, he could bring far greater

catastrophe the

closed his eyes as if he had

and approached the table where

up a jar of Chaos Absinthe, opened it, and began to

him with

other hand, simply smiled indifferently and continued

on the table,

looked at James and said, “ Since you won’t kill me, will you allow me to say a few

James’ disrespectful mannerisms but took

had the chance

degrade yourself and ruin your future by teaming up with Morgott?” James paused slightly, a smile forming as he