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.

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

cared deeply about.The comrades that

savior who

glory and honor for Thea Callahan.If he kept that honor, he would likely have become the head

Trent had dared torment Thea like

Dragons had lamellas.

if the Blithe King stood before them, he would be cut down if he dared make an attempt to

Trent made

gaze,

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

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

"The...Black..."

as he spotted

was only one person in this world capable of using silver

one! Swish! With a flick of James's wrist, the wire split instantaneously.Silver needles exploded towards Trent, embedding themselves accurately between his

converging to form a thin wire, now stained

getting his last

a wire in the surveillance footage, but it was too far away for him to

of The Five Commanders, on par with his superior! Yet he

on

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 much blood.Her mind was

her, she felt a pair of strong