The Almighty Dragon General

Hearing Wynton’s shouts, James smiled calmly.

He finally understood why the powerhouses from the unorthodox sects were weaker than Waitara yet could fight against him for countless years, causing him endless headaches.

It wasn’t because these powerhouses had strange Supernatural Powers.

Rather, it was because they were formed by the Daoisms of the strongest and second strongest Caeloros Gods, Frona and Yefrenes.

Their Daoisms had a natural restraint on Waitara’s Waltraud Power.

At this moment, the Xwem Chessboard absorbed the Sword Lights that Wynton had shot out, shrunk, and returned to James.

“It has been three moves.

It’s my turn.” As he spoke, James slowly stood up.

“Wynton, I’ll give you one more chance.

Surrender and tell me the whereabouts of the other two Soremsias.

Otherwise, I won't spare your life.” Upon hearing that, Wynton laughed, his laughter echoing throughout the entire River of Time.

that, will you surrender?” James

his body, transforming

hands, and shot out a holy Sword Light in

loud explosion, the two Sword Lights collided in

Wynton’s surprise, his Sword

sword flew

raised countless Energy

sword headed straight for the Energy Walls before disappearing, as if a pin

this, Wynton laughed

your so-called attack? I thought you

Spirits Integration aren’t as impressive

looked up to find the strange sword

as his

fates of living beings

countless Energy Walls he had erected

amethyst-gold sword James had shot out turned into millions of

the Sword Lights

the relentless strikes of the sacred swords, Wynton’s body shrank with each

he was reduced to his original