Semua Bab The Almighty Dragon General: Bab 2491 - Bab 2500

The Divine Holy Emperor exuded great Demonic Energy. His veins bulged, and he had a terrifying expression on his face. Looking at Thea in the distance, his eyes turned blood-red. “Thea Callahan, serve me well, and I’ll guarantee your safety.” He beckoned at Thea. “Hmph!” Thea grunted coldly. Thea raised the Malevolent Sword. It radiated a black glow, and an invincible Sword Light a hundred meters in length materialized and shredded through the air in the direction of the Divine Holy Emperor. Undaunted, the Divine Holy Emperor unleashed Demonic Energy from his palm and blocked Thea’s attack. However, he had gotten arrogant. Thea’s attack was extremely powerful. As terrifying Sword Light crashed toward him, the Demonic Energy in his palm immediately dissipated. His face paled, and he transformed his body into an afterimage to dodge the attack. In the distance, the Divine Holy Emperor’s face darkened. “I guess I underestimated you.” Then, raising his sword, dark Sage E

After Thea returned to Earth, she hurriedly left Mount Bane and headed in the direction of the Chamber of Scriptures. Soon, she arrived at her destination and met the custodian. On the ninth floor of the Chamber of Scriptures, Thea was sitting in a lotus position on the ground. Her ruddy face was slowly turning pale. Beside her was a glamorous-looking woman. Wearing a dress as white as snow, she was impeccably gorgeous. “I was struck by the Curse Magic during the battle against the Divine Holy Emperor. Miss, what is this Curse Magic? Why is it so terrifying?” Thea asked helplessly. The custodian looked at Thea and said softly, “The Curse Magic is a Supernatural Power in the Primeval Age and is currently in the possession of the Demon Race in the Demon Realm. To my understanding, the Azurean Clan and Hadean Clan each mastered segments of the Curse Magic. However, what they learned was incomplete. The complete version of the Curse Magic had already been long lost. Meanwhile,

After cultivating at the Labhranns’ holy site for some time, he had reached the Immortal Ascension’s Ninth Stair. Now, he was only a step away from reaching the Mage Rank. Meanwhile, Sophie had made arrangements for his Yogacara, which was a wave of invincible Sword Energy left behind by a powerful figure of the Primeval Age. After making a breakthrough, he left the holy site and returned to the accommodation prepared by the Labhranns. It was an independent courtyard. Upon his arrival, he noticed Henrik and Qusai happily chit-chatting away. Wearing a saffron robe, the chubby-looking Henrik was leaning against his chair. With his feet on the table, he said lazily, “Brielle’s tournament is just around the corner. I wonder if James can make it on time.” Beside him, Qusai, who was wearing a huge robe, nibbled on a tiny blade of grass, saying coolly, “I don’t think James is interested in Brielle.” “Indeed.” Henrik said, “Brielle’s not an ordinary woman. If she was, I wouldn’t wa

The Patriarch of the Divine Dimension’s Labhranns appeared alongside many powerful figures. As they came from the Divine Dimension, the weakest of them were at least at the Divine Rank and could completely annihilate anyone at the Mortal and Sage Dimensions. “Welcome, Patriarch!” Figaro knelt alongside the other Labhranns of the Mortal Dimension and welcomed their Patriarch who came from the Divine Dimension. Txomin had surpassed the Divine Rank’s Third Stage and reached the Quasi-Emperor Rank. As such, the aura he exuded was terrifying. Even though he did not intentionally exude this aura, everyone could feel the overwhelming pressure upon their shoulders. James, too, felt extreme pressure. Faced with a powerful figure of the Divine Dimension, he held his breath. “Is this the power of a supreme being? How terrifying…” He took a deep breath. Txomin waved his hand slightly and said, “You may stand.” Only then did Figaro and the others stand. Txomin’s gaze was fixed on

The restricted area of the Divine Dimension was simply too dangerous, and James had no plans of going. Losing his life over a woman was simply not worth it. However, the opposite was true for the others. For them, riding on the Labhranns’ coattails would mean gaining the opportunity to emerge as a force to be reckoned with. Even if they did not marry Brielle in the end, they would attract the attention of the Divine Dimension’s cultivators if they returned alive. They would consider themselves fortunate to be admitted as their disciples. Hence, this was worth risking their lives. Henrik asked, “Are you going, James?” “Nope.” James shook his head and said, “The Divine Dimension’s restricted area is too dangerous. Even a Quasi-Emperor might lose his life there. I’m not risking my life for a mere woman.” “Alright, then.” Henrik said no more. Since James was unwilling to go, he did not press the issue. “I’m interested in going, though.” Intrigued by the Divine Dimension’s res