The Omnipotent Dragon General

Chapter 15

"It was me!"

It was just three words, yet it resounded through the hall like crackling thunder and rang in the attendees' ears, shaking all thoughts from their minds.

Even Trent, still on stage, was stunned.He was a battle- hardened deputy commander of the Western border.He had fought hundreds of battles alongside the Blithe King himself, yet James's roar froze him completely, rendering him unable to react for an instant.

When he was finally able to move, he spotted a man walking into the hall.The person donned a black ghost mask, and a chill emanated from his body.This chill seemed to penetrate throughout the entire hall, lowering the temperature by a few degrees.

"That's him?"

"That's the person in the ghost mask that killed Warren Xavier!"

The celebrities finally reacted, their faces growing pale in shock and terror as James walked past them.

They remembered the gruesome image that had happened only half a month ago, when William Xavier's arm was yanked off, and Warren Xavier was decapitated, his headless body falling into a pool of his own blood.

"You?"

Trent's expression darkened.He knew the ghost mask this man wore.He had seen it on their surveillance footage, when this man murdered his father.

"The remnant of the Cadens?"

Trent stared at James, who was still approaching him.He may have been a battle-hardened deputy commander, with over a hundred battles under his belt, but the bloodlust he felt from this man was nothing he had ever experienced.

blood-red eyes the only thing that was exposed.Henry, who had been following James, spotted the bloodied Thea on stage, her shallow gasps for breath the only indication that she was alive.His heart started pounding.He knew then that there was about to be a massacre within this hall.He had worked

things James cared deeply about.The

savior who had been on his mind ever since that fateful

given up on eminent glory and honor for Thea Callahan.If he kept that honor, he would likely have become the head of the Five Commanders in

dared

Dragons had lamellas.

King stood before them, he would be cut down if

Trent

James's gaze, and sweat beaded inexplicably on his

out a length of incredibly thin wire.His hand tightened around the wire, made of silver needles, and walked slowly to the auction stage as the crowd

hall, startling the audience with every step he took.His footsteps grew heavier, becoming akin to an earthquake by the end, even managing to shake the tables and

"The...Black..."

face contorted in horror as he spotted the silver

person in this world capable of using silver needle wires

With a flick of James's wrist, the wire split

converging to form a thin wire,

getting

spotted a wire in the surveillance

par with his superior! Yet he knew that even though they were of the same rank, not even ten Blithe Kings would win against one Black Dragon! Trent fell over slowly

laid on the

her hazy vision so she could memorize the mask, but she had lost too

a pair