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.

high-ranking members joined in, baffled by his

think you are, Wyot? What

do we need you for?” Several

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

Dooms, and his words are practically useless.” James squinted

he knew him to be a man capable of seeing the bigger picture

he should not have such

be a reason behind

them and explained, “That vicious woman has the final say

sidelined.” Thea asked, “You keep mentioning a

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

You're right —it’s Xezal.

as the high and mighty chancellor and has been issuing orders within

pillar of

a very

was cunning, wise, and strategic, and her methods

Greater Realms, very few could match her