The Almighty Dragon General

“No, Xainte, no...” Thea struggled frantically, but James held her tightly, not allowing her to break free.

“James, my dear father, shall we continue?” the sinister Hetsema suddenly asked, his tone chilling.

James remained unmoved, his face devoid of discernible emotion.

At that moment, he seemed to disregard everything before him.

“Aren't you the revered Emperor Caden of the Greater Realms?” Hetsema laughed maniacally.

“Haven't you become the lord of Haleth Realm?” “You managed to trap all the beings of the past realm in a broken cauldron, so why not take out another one and trap us, along with your dear friends, children, and old acquaintances?” The second Hetsema laughed ferociously.

“He doesn’t dare to! He’s afraid! He knows he can’t kill us.

another space, we can still kill all his cherished friends and family.” Their laughter echoed through the past realm, filled with triumph

how they mocked, ridiculed, or provoked, James held

Path Source, suddenly moved her delicate

wide and emitted two beams of divine

rose into the air, her hands moving

her hands in all directions, quickly weaving

two Hetsemas, still basking in their sense of victory, felt the space around them

back to reality, they saw an immense net of

“What...

net, nothing special.” The giant violet- gold net tightened around them as they spoke, shooting