The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 2591

Chapter 2591

After Walganus returned to his accommodation, veins bulged on his face, and his expression turned terrifying and ferocious.

He could sense James’ strength. James’ rank was insignificant, and he posed no threat to him at all. On Planet Galileo, he would be able to seize James’ providence and treasures with ease.

James was unaware that a plot against him was slowly unfolding. He did not trust

Walganus, believing that he possessed malicious intentions. However, he had no idea what he was up to.

Over the next couple of days, James remained at the back of the Crepe Myrtle Sword

Pavilion’s main peak.

Days passed.

In the blink of an eye, James was already in Sangria for twenty-nine days.

At that moment, starry stars illuminated the night. James was sitting on a chair in the courtyard while watching the pitch-black sky and the starry stars above as he murmured,” Today’s the twenty-ninth day, and tomorrow will be the thirtieth day. Xianna said that no man can last more than a month in the borders of Sangria. If I can survive tonight, I’ll be the fated one of the legends.”

James took a deep breath. It was a tough night to endure.

He was both scared and worried, fearful that he could not make it through tonight. He was afraid he might be cursed and die in a mysterious way.

“Spirit Tool, you have to keep an eye on me at all times. The moment I exhibit any weird symptoms, take me out of Sangria immediately.”

The Spirit Tool’s voice came. “Rest at ease, I will certainly keep a close eye on you.

The moment your body shows any weird symptoms, I’ll immediately intervene and send you away.”

Hearing this, James was relieved.

Wearing a grim expression, Xianna sighed. “What’s the point of returning? I can’t change the overall situation there anyway. With Macchia City’s strength and Sangria’s Curse, the city should be able to hold out for another three years.

“I only hope that the fated one can obtain the Sword Pavilion’s swordsmanship and remove the Curse Magic of Sangria.

“By the way…”

Upon being reminded of something, the Sword Master asked, “Today should be James’ twenty-ninth day within the borders of Sangria, am I right?”

“Mhm.” Xianna nodded. “Today’s the twenty-ninth day. If he can survive tonight, tomorrow will be his thirtieth day. If nothing unexpected happens to him, he should be the fated one of the legends, the one who would save Sangria and the world.”

“The last day, huh… I can’t wait…” The Sword Master had a look of anticipation on her face.

The Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion had been passed down from generation to generation all for the sake of the fated one to appear.

“I really do hope that he can survive the night.” Xianna prayed.