The Omnipotent Dragon General

Chapter 2311

James had never expected there would be a tomb located in the deepest parts of the camp. Not only that, but the person inside the tomb was a member of the Demon Race from ancient times. Now, the Demon Race was painstakingly trying to resurrect a person called Lucifer Menachem. Since James had learned of the Demon Race’s conspiracy, how could he simply sit by the sidelines as the imprisoned cultivators were slaughtered?

Besides that, there was also Quintina to consider. He had promised Farley he would take good care of her. Now that she was in trouble, he could not just disregard her just like that.

So, he surreptitiously turned back and searched around the underground cavern. Fortunately, the camp’s interior was not heavily guarded. Otherwise, it would be considerably harder for him to move around.

Soon, he found the whereabouts of the dungeon.

This place, however, was guarded.

So, James did not dare to barge in without being prepared.

A few days passed, and the window of opportunity to save them did not materialize. Over the past few days, many more cultivators had been captured alive.

Today, the Protector appeared and personally headed to the dungeon.

James infiltrated the ranks of the Demon Race’s guards and followed close behind him. As they entered the dungeon, the Protector ordered, “The time to resurrect our master has arrived. We shall slaughter them all and use their fresh blood to resurrect our master.”

“Understood!”

order, a few men behind him rushed toward the first dungeon

cultivators inside. Their cultivation base had been sealed. Some were even injured.

black robes and black masks were merciless. As they slashed with their swords, a few cultivators died. Then, they used a unique instrument to collect their

“You demons!”

be retribution!”

“H-Help!”

“Someone save us!”

seeing this, the other cultivators

who was among the guards, was pained to witness this gruesome

I

was in turmoil.

his eyes. Though he really wanted to save them, he was greatly outnumbered by the Demon Race, not to mention that they possessed great strength.

“Argh!”

cultivators let loose an agonizing scream, they collapsed to the ground. Their blood was

“Help!”