The Almighty Dragon General

“We are the Doom Race that intimidates all realms.

Even if we are punished by His Highness, we maintain our pride.” “wyot, you’re one of the Thirteen War Kings of the Jademora Empire.

Quattro is merely a Marshal of the Dark World.

You don't need to heed him.” Hearing the outrage of the senior authorities of the Doom Race, Wyot took a deep breath.

“Stop talking.

Are you trying to cause more trouble?” Upon hearing that, the senior authorities fell silent.

Wyot slowly pointed at Quattro.

“you must have been waiting for this moment for a long time.” Quattro laughed.

“Hurry up and kneel.

Once you kneel, I promise to grant the Doom Race abundant resources.

a bitter smile, Wyot

Wyot Dalibor, the Doom Race’s Leader, greet the Lord of

ecstatic upon hearing

finally kneeling for me.” Wyot looked at Quattro, almost as if at an idiot, and asked helplessly, “Is this enough?” “You

kneel on

you need to

we are friends, you don’t need to bow—just

it?” Wyot was

raised his

don't push it

you not to call me that.” Quattro shouted, “Wyot, the Doom Race was punished

you like any other beings of

I can imprison you as I

we are friends, you should fulfill my

a long time.” Wyot was speechless;

“T cannot kneel.

never even kneeled

respect.” “Are we not