The Almighty Dragon General

In the Goyoan Temple of the Goyo Daonus Realm, Goyo paced back and forth on the jade platform with his hands behind his back.

Beside him were his trusted confidants, Pierrette, Fausto, Yavrin and Yvelle.

Below the jade platform were several path kings and war saints.

Only a few were left from the Nine Path Kings and Seven War Saints. The Goyo’s faction was severely damaged.

Nonetheless, at this moment, Goyo remained silent. The divine beings present could only look at him. Even though they wanted to know the answer to ceasing the war, they didn’t dare to offend him.

A while later, Goyo turned around and asked, “Yavrin, are they still not here?” Yavrin was taken aback before shaking his head.

He was one of the divine beings who knew the situation. He understood what the Goyo’s faction was going through and what it would face.

Suddenly, Fausto stood forward and shouted, “Why do we need to respect the living beings? Who does he think he is? How dare…”

he could finish speaking, Pierrette pulled

a cold expression, Goyo slowly

his sharp gaze, his face twitched. “We…” Goyo raised his hand and slapped Fausto. He shouted, “Chop

terrified. They quickly

said, “Fausto is impatient and speaks without thinking. Please spare

always

still begging for mercy for him?’ Furiously, Goyo shouted, “Do you know that the Goyo’s faction might have bloodshed because of his

might even cease

that, Pierrette

got up from the ground. With blood at the edges of his mouth, he glared at

need to negotiate

don’t need to respect him as the Chosen

in Forty-Ninth Heaven are now at odds with each other. At worst, we can form our own team and go to Mouth Pathstein.

the Sword Light Goyo shot