The Almighty Dragon General

At that moment, Thea crossed her arms and gazed outside the main hall, seemingly deep in thought.

At the edge of the Tirta Grand Formation, Rebella was about to open the formation and leave when she was suddenly engulfed by a dazzling holy light from behind.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a mysterious space, surrounded by flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, with an aura of Waltraud Power encircling her. Rebella nervously drew her weapon and looked around warily, ready to fight at any moment.

"Although you have reached the Daeclon Mahayana Rank, you are still only at the Holiness level," an ethereal and sacred voice suddenly echoed in the mysterious space. Rebella trembled all over and looked around in shock. "Who is it? Show yourself and speak!"

"You are well-practiced in the Marciais Combat Form," the ethereal voice continued, "but you have neglected to integrate the Historial Power with it. What is going on? "Didn't we work together in the Forladtt Land, using the Unity Formation to help you overcome your Inner Demon? How has it resurfaced now?"

Hearing this, Rebella's eyes widened in extreme shock. "W-Who are you?"

"Sigh, it seems you still don't understand," the sacred voice sighed helplessly.

what they experienced, and how they survived

and she was extremely shocked. "Master, weren't you in Jorvahn Temple?

one in the temple

stunned, her eyes filled with

but I can give you

voice said. A scroll

out thin air

grabbed it and scanned it with Zen,

sacred voice saidĕ leisurely, "However, if you don't want to leave, you can

and me. Even if countless years pass, it will still be the