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.

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

to be my master’s underling! How could he have submitted to him?” Taichu asked, puzzled, “Then,

Wyrmscale Source’s forces and

will be the commander of

are at the Spiritual Sage and

Saints exchanged hesitant glances,

rules of the past

not Xanthakos

to voice your concerns and

debate and

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

“Since you've allowed it, I will give you my honest opinion.” James

too high of a requirement.” The

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