The Almighty Dragon General

Hundreds of eyes scanned Yianni, Yaretzi, Thea, and even James, one by one.

The group of Dooms’ high-ranking members frowned and finally directed their attention to Wyot.

Upon seeing his attire, their faces contorted in confusion.

At that moment, an elderly man with white hair suddenly stepped forward.

“Wyot, did you request for someone to ring the Chaos Bell?” Wyot stared at him and replied coldly, “No, I rang it myself.” The group of high-ranking members immediately burst into an uproar, questioning his right to ring the Chaos Bell.

Wyot had rarely involved himself in the Dooms’ affairs and seldom returned to their territory.

He never fought for their interests.

Consequently, in their eyes, he was an ungrateful and heartless man who had forgotten his roots.

After a while, the elderly man looked at Wyot with a contemptuous smile.

“What do you want, Wyot?” Wyot replied solemnly, “I’m calling for a Doom Conference to rectify our race’s affairs.” The elderly man tilted his head back and laughed loudly.

members joined in, baffled by his

a purple robe shouted, “Who do you think you are, Wyot? What gives you the

you for?” Several more voices followed,

baring their fangs and claws, James turned to Thea and said, “It’s quite lively!”

seems Wyot has no authority within the Dooms, and his words are practically useless.” James squinted but didn’t

knew him to be a man capable of

not have such a

a reason behind

“That vicious woman

has long been sidelined.” Thea asked, “You keep mentioning a vicious

exactly are you talking about?” James blurted out, “Xezal?” Jaime gritted his teeth and said, “It seems

You're right —it’s Xezal.

the high and mighty chancellor and has been

she’s the biggest pillar of the Dooms.” James pondered this insight with a

indeed a

and strategic, and her

could match her wisdom and strategic