The Almighty Dragon General

James fell silent.

"You're coming up with another cruel idea, aren't you?" Thea frowned.

"Like when you exterminated the Doom Race once?" "No," James replied after some consideration, lifting his head.

" They'll be going into the River of Time with me to hold down the entrance so the past form can't escape." "With their current power level?" Thea was shocked.

James narrowed his eyes.

"I instructed Wyot to select a group of elites and elevate them to Daeclon Mahayanas.

A magic circle has also been prepared, but..." "But what?" Thea asked nervously.

"They might lose all their memories permanently, including those about themselves." A deep frown etched itself on James' forehead.

"That is, if we fail to kill the past form of Wuia Reincarnation Soremsia." Thunderstruck by the explanation, Thea staggered backward.

the entrance to the River of Time would suffer a fate

were,

nothing but shells of their

part of her

price to pay if they wanted to

Realm—that was James—could negate that cost, for he would be

filled James'

fury, but

shout, "James, are you guys in there? It's urgent!" Thea and James snapped out of it

Wyot was alone outside.

but he

included in the plan as well?" Thea

and, with difficulty

him?"

said you cared about him the most! You wanted him to be your best lieutenant! You wanted him to be a leader! "If you include him in your plan, he and most of the Doom Race's elites are done for! If Wyot can't even remember who he is, how can he be a lieutenant, let alone your best one? "Then what was the point of training him? What was the point of going through so many hoops to raise him into the man he is?" James couldn't explain it all very well,