Looking at the crowd of high-ranking Dooms members hurling mockery at him, Wyot's silence broke into an angry laugh.

Raising his hand, a Bohnwer Light materialized into a phantom hand, which then grabbed the elderly man's neck, lifting him into the air.

The group of high-ranking members was startled by the spectacle.

Even James’ group displayed surprised expressions.

"Wyot, you...

cough!" the elderly man struggled to speak, "You're...

" Wyot cut him off, "You're the last senior elder within the Dooms.

I’ve always treated you with respect, but that doesn’t give you the right to exploit it and act arrogantly." "You..." Wyot's tone turned icy, "I’ve never sought unreasonable benefits for the Dooms.

just a group of ants struggling in a minor plane within the

of the top ten races." His gaze swept across the high-ranking members as he raised his voice, "James led us out of that tiny place and showed us the

conquered the Four Ancient Races, and

Greater Realms' battle." The

James, the

we have achieved what

to Emperor Caden." His words thundered in everyone’s ears, rendering them speechless; some

raised his head to look at Balochi, who dangled in his phantom

senior elder with

I am the Dooms’ Leader, appointed by Emperor Caden!"

frowned, humiliated

"Everything you and I have comes

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