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.

still kill all his cherished friends and family.” Their laughter echoed through the past realm, filled with triumph and satisfaction as if they had finally found a way to torment James and were savoring the

matter how they mocked, ridiculed, or provoked, James

enveloped by James’s Supreme Path Source, suddenly moved her delicate hand amid

opened her eyes wide and emitted two beams of divine

swiftly rose into the air,

her hands in all directions, quickly weaving into a

basking in their sense of victory, felt

they snapped back to reality, they saw an immense net of

“What...

is that?” “A useless net, nothing special.” The giant violet- gold net tightened around them as they spoke, shooting out