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.

you that,

erupted from his body, transforming into a massive sword

snorted, waved his hands, and shot

explosion, the two Sword

surprise, his

amethyst-gold sword flew toward him with

he raised countless

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

this, Wynton

attack? I thought you could kill

Integration and Five Spirits Integration aren’t as impressive as I thought.” Suddenly, a sword with sacred radiance appeared behind

something was wrong, Wynton looked up to find the strange sword heading directly for

screamed as his massive

of living beings quickly left

Walls he had erected collapsed

turned into millions of

the Sword Lights slashed his

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

was reduced to his