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

body, transforming

his hands, and shot out a

two Sword Lights collided in

Wynton’s surprise, his Sword Light shattered

James’ amethyst-gold sword flew toward him with alarming

he raised countless Energy

headed straight for the Energy Walls before disappearing,

this, Wynton

I thought you could kill me in one

Five Spirits Integration aren’t as impressive as

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

screamed as his massive

Power and the fates of living beings quickly

countless Energy Walls he had

into millions of sacred swords with a holy

before the Sword Lights slashed

sacred swords, Wynton’s body shrank

reduced to