The Omnipotent Dragon General

Looking at the crowd of high-ranking Dooms members hurling mockery at him, Wyot's silence broke into an angry laugh.

Raising his hand, a Bohnwer Light materialized into a phantom hand, which then grabbed the elderly man's neck, lifting him into the air.

The group of high-ranking members was startled by the spectacle.

Even James’ group displayed surprised expressions.

"Wyot, you...

cough!" the elderly man struggled to speak, "You're...

" Wyot cut him off, "You're the last senior elder within the Dooms.

I’ve always treated you with respect, but that doesn’t give you the right to exploit it and act arrogantly." "You..." Wyot's tone turned icy, "I’ve never sought unreasonable benefits for the Dooms.

that we were once just a group

races." His gaze swept across the high-ranking members as he raised his voice, "James led us out of that tiny place and showed us the vastness of the Dark

Demons, conquered the Four Ancient Races, and

he was revived during the Greater Realms' battle." The assembly

"Without James, the

Empire, nor would we have achieved what we have today."

thanks to Emperor Caden." His words thundered in everyone’s ears, rendering them speechless; some even bowed their

his head to look at Balochi, who dangled in his phantom

senior elder with high status and notable

the Dooms’ Leader, appointed

high-ranking members frowned, humiliated

and I have comes