The Almighty Dragon General
Chapter 7582

Chapter 7582

The situation was clear. As the clan leader of the Doom Race, Wyot lacked any real authority. This was a blatant insult. "So, what now?" Quattro asked. "Should I immediately send the army to capture them, or eliminate them directly?"

"No." Wyot waved his hand at Quattro. "Matters of the Doom Race are mine to handle personally."

With that, he strode toward the main hall's entrance.

"Xovior, gather all the Doom Patrol. We have an important combat mission."

James narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing Wyot storm out in anger.

"Will he be able to go through with it?" Thea asked worriedly.

"Mr. Caden..." Quattro began.

"Go with him," James interrupted. "If Wyot can't do it, help him and eliminate them one by one."

Quattro hesitated. "Do I need to kill them all or just the ringleaders?"

James looked at him as if he were an idiot. "You are the Lord of the Dark World. Do you need to ask me that?"

Quattro was bewildered. He scratched his head and walked away dejectedly, still uncertain of his status as Marshal of the Dark World, given that James would dismiss him one moment and reassign him the next.

At this point, Thea looked at James. "You're more concerned about this than the Great Battle. It can't just be about establishing Wyot's authority, right?"

James glanced at Thea and responded lightly, "The Doom Race is an extremely warlike and uniquely talented race, but they've been held back due to a lack of cultivation resources.

"This time, I want them to take on a significant role and truly unleash their combat potential."

Thea frowned. "Is this more important than the myriad realms?"

"They're incomparable." James walked over to a nearby chair and sat down. "The current situation of the myriad realms and the Doom Race is like hair versus limbs. Hair can grow back if lost, but you're crippled if you lose your limbs."

Hearing this, Thea seemed to realize something and immediately rushed to James' side.

"Hair and limbs? Are you saying the myriad realms are like hair and the Doom Race is like limbs?"

Seeing Thea's agitated expression, James hesitated, realizing he had let something slip, and quickly covered his mouth.

“Jamie, what exactly are you planning?" Thea glared at him with a pale face. "I-I think I understand. You..."

"It's not what you think." James shrugged awkwardly.

"No, it is exactly what I think. You've had this plan ever since you returned from Zymurgy," Thea said fiercely. "To uncover the reincarnated Soremsia of the Waitara Path, you plan to sacrifice the entire myriad realms, including all living beings, even your life-and-death brothers and old friends.

“The destruction of Sk and the fall of the Celestial Sages were just the first steps of your plan."

She pointed at James in shock. "You couldn't bring yourself to kill them, so you used my suggestion to have Yianni do it all.

"This way, you exposed Yianni as an

undercover agent of the

Shadowborn and revealed the evil nature of the reincarnated Soremsia of the Waitara Path, sparking public outrage and unmasking the O impostor posing as you.

“But in this plan, your real aim was to destroy Sk, causing the fall of the Celestial Sages and all living beings within Sk, including the only son of Truett and Xitlaly.

"You even used this incident to test Truett and Xitlaly's loyalty to you."

James' face twitched bitterly. "Darling..."

"Don't call me darling." Thea took two steps back. "Jamie, isn't this cruel enough?

"You even want to use this to spark the Great Battle, using the impostor and Lord Goyo to eliminate your loyal brothers and old friends.

"This is the real reason you don't take the Great Battle seriously and let Lesia handle everything."