James gestured, summoning a projection before the assembled group.

The Marauder Warriors emerged, draped in dark crimson armor, each meticulously arranged in a formation.

Banners soared high, announcing their presence with a silent proclamation.

Their aura emanated formidable military prowess, casting a shadow upon all who beheld them.

Dorvus and the gods of the Four Seasons stood in the forefront of the imposing army, their presence commanding respect.

Witnessing this spectacle, Mantian furrowed his brow and asked, “ That’s Xanthakos’ Marauder Army.

Are they plotting an assault on the Wyrmscale Source?” James folded his hand behind his back and answered, “No.

They answer to my command now.” At his declaration, a collective gasp swept through the divine assembly.

to Xanthakos?” James stared at her and questioned, “Submit? What do you

fit to be my master’s underling! How could he have submitted to him?” Taichu asked, puzzled, “Then, are you working with him? Xanthakos is a notoriously cunning—” James interjected, “Enough! Spiritual Saints!” “Present!” The Spiritual Saints responded in

“Mobilize Wyrmscale Source’s forces and

you will be the commander

are at the

The Spiritual Saints exchanged hesitant glances, wrestling

of the past do not

not Xanthakos or

are allowed to voice your

debate

if it results in fierce arguments or fighting.” The Spiritual Saints

James responded, “Go on.” Seraphine said, “The Spiritual

afraid that might be too high of a requirement.” The

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