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.

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 unprecedented joy of

how they mocked, ridiculed, or provoked, James held tightly onto

suddenly moved

opened her eyes wide and emitted two beams of divine

the air, her

a flash, countless sacred amethyst-gold lights spread from her hands in all directions, quickly weaving into a vast net, radiating a holy brilliance

in their sense of victory, felt

reality, they saw an immense

“What...

net tightened around them as they spoke, shooting out two