The Almighty Dragon General

In the midst of the panic among the powerhouses of the Doom Race, Wyot spoke slowly with a somber expression.

“You disobey the Clan Leader’s orders, ignore the race’s rules, and act independently.

“Internally, you base positions on family background, show favoritism, form cliques, and engage in infighting.

“Externally, you abuse power, wreak havoc among all living beings, act arrogantly, and kill at will, exhibiting extreme cruelty.” As he spoke, Wyot descended two steps, causing the group of powerhouses to retreat in fear.

“When did the Doom Race become like this? And when did the clan leader become someone you could order around without respect? “Is it Xezal who gave you this courage? Or do you think having her support allows you to act with impunity?” Upon hearing this, the powerhouses were too frightened to even breathe.

They were huddled together.

Wyot pointed behind him to the Chaos Temple and said, “Since you are all here today, let’s make things clear.

Whoever among you feels qualified and capable of entering the highest temple of the Doom Race and becoming the new clan leader, leading the race back to glory, step forward now.” Faced with Wyot’s rebuke, the powerhouses turned pale and knelt down one by one.

and then waved her

is your

and select a new batch of leaders to solve the problem at its root.” Wyot was momentarily

powerhouses trembled in

imagined that the usually meek and uninvolved Wyot could be

of the Universe and more than eighty elders

power within

indulgence under the Jademora Empire’s Chancellor Xezal, they had forgotten the strict and dreadful

the Chaos Honlarne Sword, unleashing an overwhelming killing intent that

leader and am willing to accept any punishment.” Following her lead, the other senior authorities and nobles echoed her

their survival instincts reached

attained such cultivation and status,

the sword, Wyot advanced toward them