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.

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

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 unison, their hands clasped

commanded, “Mobilize Wyrmscale Source’s forces and

be the commander of

powerhouses that are at the Spiritual Sage and

below shouldn’t be considered.” The Spiritual Saints

of the

not Xanthakos

voice your

welcome debate and

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

opinion.” James responded, “Go on.” Seraphine said, “The Spiritual Sage Rank is equivalent to the Soma

of a requirement.”

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