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.

other high-ranking members joined in, baffled

think you are, Wyot? What gives you the right to

for?” Several

their fangs and claws, James turned to Thea and said, “It’s quite

within the Dooms, and his

him to be a man capable of seeing the bigger

should not have such a bad reputation

a reason behind the current

“That vicious woman has the final say

asked,

exactly are you talking about?” James blurted out, “Xezal?” Jaime gritted his

You're right —it’s Xezal.

the high and mighty chancellor and has been issuing orders within

biggest pillar of the Dooms.” James pondered this insight with a meaningful

a very dangerous

and strategic, and

Greater Realms, very few could match her wisdom and