The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 7170 Xavdorlov slowly closed his eyes, struggling within himself. He understood that at this point, any attempt at concealment would be in vain and would only bring disgrace upon himself. James' extraordinary mental acuity and keen intuition, as the lord of all living beings across myriad realms, were simply unparalleled. This sent shivers down his spine. Taking a deep breath, he finally spoke with difficulty. “I can take you to meet Lord Goyo...” “No.” James refused. “Let him come to me.” “He can’t come!” Xavdorlov suddenly snapped angrily. “He has fallen victim to a treacherous plot by Maria and is severely injured.” At this revelation, James could not help but furrow his brow. He wondered who could plot against someone of Lord Goyo's cultivation base and strength. Thinking thus, he asked coldly, “Who is Maria?” Xavdorlov sighed lightly. “She is the chief executive director of Goyon Temple, responsible for its daily affairs, and one of Lord Goyo's most trusted confidants.” Hearing this, James narrowed his eyes into slits. “So, you mean to say that even Lord Goyo's closest aides have been bribed by Emperor Qaeder, rendering Goyon Temple vulnerable?” Xavdorlov was taken aback, then fell silent. This confirmed James’ suspicion. With internal turmoil within Lord Goyo's faction and Lord Goyo wounded, their power was on the brink of collapse. Emperor Qaeder's malicious scheme left no doubt. Realizing that if action was not taken immediately, Emperor Qaeder's plan would succeed, James suddenly received a soul transmission from Lesia. “Master, Harper is being suppressed by a powerful woman and is in grave danger. Should we intervene?” James was startled. Harper had been baptized by the Anonymous Essence and the Virtuous Aura within the Gate of Mystery. She was more powerful than Morgott and Yanini. Even against the Divine Marius, Talejicu, and Emperor Zdrakva, she could easily handle them. He wondered how she could be subdued by a woman now. With this in mind, James immediately transmitted, “What's the name of that formidable woman?” “Maria Qazaeda!” Lesia blurted out. “She seems to be the chief executive director of Goyon Temple...” “Maria Qazaeda?” James frowned, not even bothering to transmit, and spoke directly. “Maria?” Xavdorlov looked at James immediately. “James…” “Don’t act rashly! Tell Harper to hold on a bit longer. I'll be there soon.” After transmitting to Lesia, James waved his hand and vanished with Xavdorlov abruptly. In the Teythor Universe amidst the Havenshine Nebula, colorful butterflies danced, crimson light pervaded, and the scent was intoxicating. Along with the fierce attacks of the purplish-golden light sword, the atmosphere was charged with the Historical Aura. This was Harper’s Supernatural Signature Skill pushed to its limits. Despite being a charming and enchanting fairy, Harper’s every move now exuded not Soul Art, but rather a sudden aura of killing intent. Nevertheless, faced with countless waves of Black Dead Energy and the surrounding attacks of black Sword Light, she felt immense pressure and struggled to resist with all her might. “Hahaha, let's see how long you can withstand this! I've said it before, the Greater Realms do not allow the existence of a female living being as beautiful as myself. Once you succumb to the enveloping of my Nothingness Dead Energy, I'll hand you over to my brothers for some fun. Let’s see how long you can withstand their torment.” The seductive voice of a woman echoed from the void. Following her words, the Nothingness Dead Energy surrounding Harper grew even denser, and the attacks became fiercer, causing the red light and fragrance emanating from Harper to be rapidly compressed by the Dead Energy. Harper’s graceful figure was covered in wounds, blood flowing, a pitiful sight. Yet, she persisted in her struggle. On the outskirts of the battlefield, aside from the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors, there were also hundreds of thousands of Alcide beings forming a huge encirclement, all observing the battle. At the forefront of the army formation, Dorvus and a black-robed elderly man sat leisurely on chairs, as if they were watching an exciting and entertaining blockbuster. Behind the two gods stood the Emperors of the Four Seasons, as well as several emperors of the Teythor Universe, each with an excited and mocking expression on their faces. “Dorvus Hosenthal!” the severely injured Harper suddenly shouted from the battlefield. “I am the envoy of James. How dare you collude with the enemy and conspire against me? Aren't you afraid that James will come and tear you apart, turning you into dust and ashes?” At her words, Dorvus and the elderly man who was drinking beer exchanged a glance and burst into laughter simultaneously.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

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