The Almighty Dragon General

"Fourth, I have left some treasures for the Yaneiri Clan.

They should be enough to establish yourselves in the new world.

Fifth, do not be Deified.

Never, ever do that.

You must keep the Yaneiri Clan safe." Wynton's body contorted, plunging him into further pain.

Cracks spread across his skin.

"You owe me, James! You owe my clan!" he roared for the last time in his life before crumbling into dust.

The light strips that imprisoned him shattered as well, and purple flames lunged at James' light wall, the shockwaves splintering it into fragments before rampaging toward the inconsolable Zella.

James flew to Zella, scooped her up, and they took off.

shockwaves from Wynton's self-destruction rapidly

wasn't the

freed, the shockwave rippled across the Dark World, annihilating everything

met

within the formation, ignoring the pain from the recoil, all while holding Zella

had on him if he hadn't transferred the living beings

"You think you've won just because you deceived Wynton and destroyed my past self? This

You cannot stop the launch of the Leere Tribulation! You

suddenly stopped crying

that Wuia?"

eyes were red with

down the Dark World

and resilient, but he understood what he had to

a hero, to your clan and the myriad realms." Zella wiped her