The Almighty Dragon General

That was the first thing he asked after surviving a monumental battle.

James patted his shoulder.

"The twenty thousand men..." "As long as it's broken," Wyot interjected, staring into the emptiness.

"It's a pity the Dark World is gone forever." James wanted to respond, but the other survivors gathered around them.

After the battle and the aid of the path source, they had ascended to Path Emperors, becoming top powerhouses in the myriad realms.

James nodded, then waved his hand, summoning a path pearl that gleamed with holy light.

The light and aura it radiated were enough to make any living being kneel before it.

Just as James was about to act, Wyot knelt on one knee, followed by his warriors.

James frowned.

"Wyot, brothers, you have the right to stand..." "We will not be Deified until the Leere Tribulation is broken!" Wyot declared loudly, clasping his fists.

His warriors did the same.

"We will not be Deified until the Leere Tribulation is broken!" Their voices were unified, echoing through the shattered world.

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shall brave even the depths of horror to save

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