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.

James, spotted the bloodied Thea on stage, her shallow gasps for breath the only indication that she was alive.His heart started

things James cared deeply about.The comrades

girl who saved him from that inferno, his savior who

that honor, he would likely have become the head

Trent had dared

Dragons had lamellas.

could save him now! Even if the Blithe King stood before them, he would be cut down if

and Trent made eye

James's gaze, and sweat beaded inexplicably on his

wire.His hand tightened around the wire, made of silver needles, and walked slowly to

hall, startling the audience with every step he took.His footsteps grew heavier, becoming

"The...Black..."

he spotted the silver needle

was only one person in this world

Swish! With a flick of James's wrist, the wire split instantaneously.Silver needles exploded towards Trent,

again converging to form

without even getting his last words out

thing he felt in his death was a deep regret.He spotted a wire in the

Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, one of The Five Commanders, on par with his

laid on the

daze, she spotted the person wearing the ghost mask.The owner of the mask approached her.She tried to clear her hazy vision so she could memorize the mask, but she had lost too

claimed her, she felt a pair of strong arms pick

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