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, baffled by his

middle-aged man in a purple robe shouted, “Who do you think you are, Wyot? What gives you the right to rectify our race’s affairs? We're currently thriving and doing

do we need you for?” Several more voices followed, expressing

claws, James turned to

no authority within the Dooms, and his

his past understanding of Wyot, he knew him to be a man capable

have such a bad

be a reason behind the

“That vicious woman has the final say in the

asked, “You keep

out, “Xezal?” Jaime gritted

You're right —it’s Xezal.

high and mighty chancellor and

biggest pillar of the Dooms.” James

a

was cunning, wise, and strategic, and her

Realms, very few could match her