The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 1967

Chapter 1967

James detected the commotion in the palace and was furious.

He walked toward the palace angrily.

Dozens of corpses lay on the ground of the courtyard outside the palace house.

These people were stabbed in the heart and killed with a single strike

Meanwhile, Henry, Delainey, Quincy, the Blithe King, and the others looked at Yechiel’s group with morose expressions.

At that moment, Yechiel’s gaze was fixated on Quincy as he ogled her shamelessly. He looked at her voluptuous figure with satisfaction.

“Attractive and mesmerizing. I think I’ll enjoy you first.”

Yechiel walked over and lifted Quincy’s chin.

Quincy wanted to resist, but her acupoints were sealed so she could not move.

What do you want, bastard?” she hissed at him.

Slap!

Yechiel swung his hand at her

“Didn’t you ask me to take it out on you, b*tch? Do you think I won’t hit you just because you’re a woman?

To me, earthlings are nothing but garbage. You’re simply a plaything for me to kill time with.”

A red palm print appeared on Quincy’s face, and blood trickled from her lips.

At that moment, a person dressed in black approached from a distance.

His face was stony as he walked over, and a black aura emanated from his body.

Yechiel’s men immediately sensed the aura as he appeared.

The three turned to the approaching figure simultaneously.

“Who’s that person? His aura is insane.”

“That’s an extremely malevolent aura.”

“Did this person practice some sort of Demonic Art?”

The three of them were frozen.

Even Henry and the others were dumbfounded when they saw James approaching

He looked at the dozens of corpses lying on the ground. Then, he looked at Henry and Quincy’s red. swollen faces. Immediately, a bizarre red glow appeared in his eyes.

His heart was boiling with rage, but he remained sane.

He knew people from the Overworld were far from pushovers. To add to that, he did not know anything about Yechiel or his cultivation rank.

In the past, James would have attempted to settle it peacefully.

However, these enemies were harassing and killing his people.

Blood shall be repaid with blood.

“Sword Sect?”

James smiled coldly.

“Stop with that act, punk.”

One of the Sword Sect’s disciples drew his sword instantly. He immediately appeared in front of James and thrust his long sword at James’ vital points.

The ones that could pass through the seal to earth were extraordinary.

Even though he was a low-ranked disciple of the Sword Sect, he had already become a Supernatural.