The Almighty Dragon General

Hetsema, having absorbed all the powers from the past realm, now had a face that continuously morphed, embodying the full spectrum of emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, love, hate, and desire.

He was no longer the ambitious but powerless Hetsema of old.

He had become a genuine undying fiend.

“Say something, James! You’re scaring me.” Thea clung tightly to James’ hand, her anxiety peaking.

In the next moment, James raised his hand, and a divine amethyst - gold Sword Light shot out.

Boom! Hetsema was instantly blown to pieces by the Sword Light.

However, immediately afterward, the fragments and countless black energies gathered to form two Hetsemas.

One cried and roared with rage while the other laughed sinisterly, exuding terror.

multicolored lights suddenly appeared, manifesting into numerous familiar yet indistinct

and Thea sensed the

grabbed one of the figures,

held Xainte by

expression was defiant, but some mysterious force immobilized

lost control at

back,

“Don't go.

you treat your son,

of your most beloved

one of Jademora Empire’s Thirteen War Kings, right? Surprise! She fell into my hands!” Thea shouted furiously, “You’re a beast, Hetsema! That’s your sister!” Hetsema sneered, “Sister, you say? Among them, I was always the outcast, never respected, never considered a brother.” He then pointed condescendingly

“Watch closely.

tried to kill me, you can’t blame me for retaliating in kind.” Suddenly, he took out a sharp dagger and held it