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 spread,

wasn't the

across the Dark World,

universes met

warriors within the formation, ignoring the

the Dark World would have had on him if he hadn't

"You think you've won just because

cannot stop the launch of the Leere Tribulation! You and your master will pay dearly!" As the voice's rant ended, the Dark

crying and looked

that Wuia?" James

were

the Dark World in the same manner?" James

he understood what he had

clan and the myriad realms."