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.

was both inspiring

a

brothers, you are the elites of the

have braved certain death and did your utmost to protect the myriad realms' living

the past." Wyot

now, the enemy has spilled the

written in crimson ink." One of the survivors

Doom Race was once

menace that plagued the

despised us, and you were disappointed

were nothing but

for you

disgraced name with war and

pledge my life to you,

to save the myriad realms from the Leere

one who spoke was

other survivors followed

pledge my life

from the Leere Tribulation." "I, Yama Dalibor, pledge my life

horror to save the myriad realms from the

"Wood, fire, and mountain.