The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 4344

Once more, sitting cross-legged on Chaos Boulder, James gazed at the texts of the Chaos Sacred Art before him. They bore some resemblance to the texts of the Doom Race but were distinct and unique in their own way.

‘The Chaos Master used Chaos Power to record his words, which are his chronicles of the mysterious voices he

learned, the Nine Voices of Chaos,” James murmured softly.

Then, he closed his eyes and began to ponder deeply. The mysterious voices echoed incessantly in his mind, and the characters changed slightly with each echo.

James continued to immerse himself in studying the Chaos Sacred Art. Each word seemed to have a distinct inflection, and he gradually grasped the essence of the various voices.

James suddenly opened his eyes, unaware of how many years had passed.

He gazed into the distance, harnessing his Chaos Power. Marvelous power enveloped his entire body as he opened his mouth and spoke. The voice that left his mouth was deep and heavy, yet it carried a sense of profoundness and timelessness.

As the voice reverberated, the entire world trembled. It seemed as though the heavens and the earth would be buried under the weight of this mysterious voice. However, this area appeared to be protected by an enigmatic power. The voice emitted by James could not completely level the region.

He closed his mouth and opened it once more. The second voice rang out, followed closely by the third voice.

After spending a considerable time in deep contemplation, James finally managed to produce the three voices. He could sense the tremendous power emanating from these three voices.

Wynton was still unimpressed by James, even though he had made significant progress and comprehended the first three voices of the Nine Voices of Chaos in a short amount of time.

Unless James created the first three voices of the Nine Voices of Chaos in that period, Wynton was reluctant to admit that James had greater potential than him. However, James did not create anything but was simply learning things. Learning and creating were two different things, and a world of difference stood between them.

“Brother, don’t you want to live on to reach the endless future, and have a proper battle with him? I believe that aside from him, there might not be another opponent born who can truly rival you in a battle in the future.” Zella said earnestly.

Wynton stroked Zella’s head gently and smiled, saying, “Why

do you assume that I would die before the arrival of the Sky Burial Age?”