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.

James in disbelief and asked, “Did...did you submit to Xanthakos?” James stared at her and questioned, “Submit?

at Taichu’s question, “Absurd! Xanthakos isn’t even 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!”

Source’s

you will be the commander

gather powerhouses that are at the

considered.” The Spiritual Saints exchanged hesitant glances, wrestling with their

said firmly, “The rules of the past

not Xanthakos

voice your concerns and

welcome debate

punish anyone even if it results in fierce arguments or fighting.” The Spiritual Saints bowed

you've allowed it, I will give you my honest opinion.” James responded, “Go on.” Seraphine said, “The Spiritual Sage Rank

high of a requirement.” The Mountain Saint, Kronos,

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