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, obliterating the surrounding

that wasn't the

the shockwave rippled across the Dark World, annihilating everything

universes met

remaining Doom Race warriors within the formation, ignoring the pain from the

couldn't fathom the impact the destruction of the Dark World would have had on him if he hadn't transferred the living beings

roared, "James!" "You think you've won just because you deceived

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

suddenly stopped crying and

that Wuia?" James

eyes were

down the Dark World in the same manner?" James inhaled

ambitious, and resilient, but he understood what he had to do in

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