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 under James long enough to know what his temper was

James cared deeply about.The comrades that

inferno, his savior who had been

Thea Callahan.If he kept that honor, he would likely

Trent had dared torment Thea like

Dragons had lamellas.

man.No one could save him now! Even if the Blithe King stood before them, he would

Trent

gaze,

and pulled out a length of incredibly thin wire.His hand tightened around the wire, made of silver needles,

Thud! Thud! The sound of his wide leather toe box shoes echoed rhythmically throughout the 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

"The...Black..."

face contorted in horror as he spotted

only one person in this world capable of using silver needle wires

wrist, the wire split instantaneously.Silver needles

to

even getting his last

deep regret.He spotted a wire in the

Southern Plains, one of The Five Commanders, on par

laid on

hazy vision so she could memorize the mask, but she had lost too much blood.Her mind was engulfed in

she felt a