The Almighty Dragon General Chapter 4294

Chapter 4294

Leilani rediscovered the memories of her time on Planet Desolation.

As she pieced everything together, she grew certain that the Forty-nine who appeared

among the Angel Race and the Forty-nine who emerged on Planet Desolation were indeed

one and the same person, who was Wyot from the Doom Race. Despite their auras

differing greatly, she held an unwavering faith in their shared identity.

However, there were similarities between the two.

Firstly and foremost, both Forty-nine and Wyot received the inheritance of the

Compassionate Path Master on Planet Desolation. Additionally, they both possessed the

Blithe Omniscience and Chaos Power.

Leilani's body radiated with a luminous white glow as a set of pristine white garments

materialized on her. She left the holy site of the Angel Race with determined steps.

Jethro was waiting outside the holy site.

Upon witnessing Leilani's emergence, he felt compelled to approach her and ask, "What

memories have returned to you? What do you recall?"

Leilani cast a solemn glance at Jethro and replied, "I have remembered the events that

took place on Planet

Desolation. Forty-nine is Wyot."

The moment those words left her mouth, Jethro’s pupils narrowed as he fixated his gaze

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on Leilani.




"It can't be," he uttered in disbelief.

"It's absolutely true," Leilani explained, "Forty-nine received the lineage of the

Compassionate Path Master on Planet Desolation. He also obtained the Primal Mantra. I

witnessed him using the Omniscience Path on Planet Desolation. At that time, I even

thought he belonged to the Human Race, but it turned out he was from the Doom Race.

He concealed his true identity very well."

"Forty-nine, Wyot?" Jethro's expression grew extremely solemn.

During their time in Sullivan, Jethro had come across Forty- nine and sensed the Soul

Genesis Aura of James. In that instance, Jethro firmly believed that Forty-nine belonged to

the Human Race.

However, Leilani's revelation that Forty-nine was actually Wyot from the Doom Race left

him feeling bewildered and skeptical.

"Alright, I get it." Jethro glanced at Leilani and warned, "This matter is of great magnitude.

You mustn't speak of it or reveal it to anyone. It could bring trouble and even wipe out our

whole Race."

"Understood, Father," Leilani replied.

"You may leave now." Jethro gestured with a wave of his hand.

Leilani turned and walked away.

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Once she was gone, Jethro's expression became unusually grave.

'Did the Human Race's Forty-nine impersonate Wyot, or did Wyot from the Doom Race

impersonate the Human Race's Forty-nine?’ he pondered.



"Youri is willing to admit to the destruction of various races' living beings but denies any

ties with the Cloud Race or the request for the Cloud Race's token. However, numerous

Overworld Outsiders from the Cloud Race and the Bug Race have confirmed seeing Youri

among the Cloud Race. And the usage of Chaos Power can't be refuted," he murmured.

"Could it be that all these actions were orchestrated by Forty -nine? Is Wyot merely a

deceptive guise created by the Human Race?"

Jethro’s mind raced with these thoughts. They sent a chill down his spine, and beads of

sweat trickled down his forehead.

In all his battles in the Primordial Realm, he had never felt an ounce of fear, but now, a

sense of dread began to creep upon him.

If this were indeed the case, the rise of the Human Race had given birth to a formidable

Forty-nine. He had sown chaos among the Doom Race.

'Thankfully, Wyot did not ascend as the leader of the Doom Race. It was a fortunate

intervention by Youri. It would have brought about catastrophic consequences for many

races if Wyot had become the Patriarch of the Doom Race."

James remained unaware of his true identity being revealed.

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Jethro, the leader of the Angel Race, had unequivocally confirmed his identity.

At that moment, he found himself in the Angel Race's base camp in the Thala Realm. He

stood at the entrance of the Angel Race, reminiscing about the last time he had set foot in

this place.



The last time he had visited this place was in search of Empyrean herbs, back when his

cultivation base was still weak.

However, he had since ascended to become an Overworld Outsider in the Greater Realms.

Now holding the esteemed position of the Great Elder of the Doom Race, his mere

presence instilled fear in the hearts of the Patriarchs of all races.

Standing at the entrance, he summoned formidable Chaos Power and proclaimed with

unwavering determination, "I, Wyot, the Great Elder of the Doom Race, humbly pay my

respects to the Angel Race!"

His proclamation reverberated throughout the entire Angel Race, leaving a lasting echo.

While Jethro contemplated James’ matters, he was suddenly met with the sound of his

voice emanating from beyond the entrance. Instantly, a shiver traveled down his spine.

"Why is he coming to our race at this moment?" Jethro’s countenance grew serious as he

murmured to himself," Could it be that he knows about my race's holy site, where the

Heavenly Waters reside, capable of purifying and restoring souls? Is he here to kill

Leilani?"

"Did he come to annihilate my race after I saw through his Soul Genesis Aura in the Stone

Realm?"