The Almighty Dragon General

Roar! Quintus and Quentyn unleashed their most potent Supernatural Powers.

The two sides fought a fierce battle of dragons versus dragons.

The duo’s dragons confronted James’s golden-black dragon.

The dragons’ roars reverberated, causing a terrifying scene.

Quintus urgently reminded, “We need to go all out.

These are that young man’s Primordial Spirits.

They’re likely stronger than the Daeclon Mahayana.

Should we become ensnared, our demise is certain.” As he spoke, the cauldron above Quintus's head began to spin rapidly, emitting countless strands of purple-blue light that converged into nine strands.

They merged directly into the nine ice dragons that were entwined with one of the black dragons, causing them to swell to three times their size, their roars intensifying, their power tripling instantly.

Despite the relentless onslaught, the black dragon maintained its ferocity, and its roars were accompanied by violent thrashing.

However, they seemed to have been momentarily subdued.

Meanwhile, Quentyn, locked in combat with the other black dragon, summoned a ball of flames around the dragon's head.

However, just when it seemed they had gained a foothold, a terrifying purple- gold Sword Light pierced through the void.

The Sword Light instantly severed two ice dragons and annihilated five fire dragons before hurtling toward Quentyn with lightning speed.

The Sword Light pierced a gaping wound in Quentyn’s shoulder, sending him and the fire dragon hurtling

cried

the Sword Light turned and struck

a scream, Quintus collapsed alongside the

and eternal life

your body into a

beings and existences unite to forge

infused with countless strands of purple-gold light, vibrated and shifted from

Sword Lights emerged, one black and one

Quentyn, now unconscious, spat blood and regained

impact, looked up at the void, his expression

"Is this...

he has already mastered them?” The next instant, James’ white sword, encased in a powerful white energy, surged toward Quintus, while the black sword, shrouded in thick gray energy,

Quentyn exclaimed in astonishment.

righteous path! I acknowledge it, and admit defeat!” “T surrender!"

swords halted inches from their throats, emanating a

Quentyn were among the first to ascend to the Haleth Realm, they found themselves drenched in sweat, realizing their fate

my advancement to the second level

Xanthakos

With a wave of his hand, the swords poised against Quintus, and Quentyn’s

and Quentyn exhale in relief, their

rather than

injured bodies attest to their recent ordeal, as