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.

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

two things James cared deeply about.The comrades that fought alongside

that inferno, his savior who had been on his mind ever

had given up on eminent glory and honor for Thea Callahan.If he kept that honor,

had dared

Dragons had lamellas.

James's lamella.Trent was a dead man.No one could save him now! Even if the Blithe King stood before them, he would be

Trent made eye

slightly under James's gaze, and sweat beaded inexplicably

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

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,

"The...Black..."

horror as he spotted

world capable of using silver needle wires for

flick of James's wrist, the wire split instantaneously.Silver needles

then flew back to James, once again converging to form a thin wire, now stained red

without even getting

deep regret.He spotted a wire in the surveillance footage, but it was too far away for him to identify what it

he would never have dared mess with Thea Callahan, even if he was given all the courage in the world! This was the Black Dragon! The legendary Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, one of The Five Commanders, on par with his superior! Yet he knew that even though they

on

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 engulfed in a fog as

she felt a pair of strong arms