The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 7652



Wynton stammered, "Why you..."

"Zella!" James turned around again. "Your brother said—"

"It's about the Haleth Realm!" Wynton quickly interrupted. Loudly, he said, "You have not been Deified yet, sister! You must not hear the Forbidden Words of the Path, or your cultivation will be affected! Go back!"

James watched Wynton hastily salvage the situation, and it took all he had to hold his laughter back. 'The siscon thinks he can use his so-called trump card to threaten me? What does he think I am, chopped liver?'

Zella was starting to suspect something, but she did not go back. Wynton closed in on James. "You call me underhanded, but you're lower than me. Fine, I can tell you everything, but my sister must go back.

"I am already deep in this mess, and I don't want to drag her into it. She's a lady. She should not suffer this."

That was the one decent thing he said. At least he was doing his part as a brother well. James gazed at him and turned around. "Go back, Zella. We'll call you when we're done."

Zella opened her mouth, but she eventually backed into the formation. She thought the guys must have gone mad.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

The fact that Zella only backed off after James told her filled Wynton with jealousy. He thought, 'I risked my life protecting you, but you wouldn't listen to me. This boy toy did nothing, and you would do anything he tells you to. Man.'

Wynton was starting to resent James because of that.

"You gave me some Chaos Absinthe. It is just right that I return the favor." Smiling, James took out a vat of Chaos Absinthe. "But I want honesty from here on out. Zella is an opinionated woman. If she comes again, not even I can tell her to go back."

This was what threats looked like. Wynton glared at James. His

Draevion blinked, and James' Chaos Absinthe flew through the air. The concoction within fell like a drizzle. Wynton raised his head, his mouth open as he savored the liquid.

James had seen people drink this way more than once. Wynton obviously wanted to salvage whatever was left of his dignity.

A while later, the vat overhead was controlled again and stood back up. The liquid stopped raining.

"You think defeating me is enough to clear the Leere Tribulation?" Wynton said. "You're making things too simple."

James shrugged. "I know. My current form and future forms have their work cut out for them."

"Do you know where they are? Who they are?" Wynton gave James a scathing look.

James shrugged again. "That's why I'm asking you."

"Then you're wasting your time." Wynton was getting impatient. "I'm just the past form of a Wuia Reincarnation Soremsia. I've always been the River of Time, absorbing providence of living beings. Iknow naught else."

James smiled.

"I know you think I'm giving you a non-answer, but I assure you, my future self and current self are independent from this part of me Wynton stared at James. "We do not have telepathy, and we have our own jobs to do."

James arched his eyebrow. "Tell me about your job, then."