The Omnipotent Dragon General

Then, the Formation of Perception shook violently.

When he snapped out of it, he realized that the twenty thousand Doom Race warriors led by Xezal had almost all perished.

Among the remaining ones, three were losing their bodies.

Hastily, James tossed three path sources into the formation, but it did not stop their bodies from crumbling.

"Move them out, quickly," urged Zella.

"They're under immense pressure inside." James waved his hand and broke the Formation of Perception.

Xezal and his remaining warriors—just three of them—appeared in the void.

They were tattered and covered in blood.

Their hair was unkempt, and they were barely recognizable.

These were heroes who had experienced hell.

Though wobbling, they stood in battle stances.

valiance and undying will

with four

the Doom Race

says a lot about their talent," Zella remarked,

"No," James interjected, knowing what Zella wanted to

mouth but said

the heroes who have protected the myriad realms' living beings." James put his hands behind his back and enunciated, " They have enough merit to be

to ask." "Ah, there won't be a need for that

to be Deified, and

her thoughts, James nodded, though

and extended

void and created a purple-gold spiral—a

this?" a curious

this

Yaneiri Clan

to the myriad

well." "you don't trust my

James shook his

is