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.

joined in,

do you think you are, Wyot? What gives you the right to rectify our race’s

for?” Several more voices followed, expressing

them baring their fangs and claws, James turned to Thea

the Dooms, and

of Wyot, he knew him to be a man capable

he should not have such a bad reputation within the

must be a reason behind

explained, “That vicious woman has the final say in the Dooms

asked, “You keep mentioning a

talking about?” James blurted out, “Xezal?” Jaime gritted

You're right —it’s Xezal.

high and mighty chancellor

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

indeed a very dangerous

wise, and strategic,

could match her wisdom and strategic