The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 5004

A fierce battle erupted in the depths of the Dark World. It lasted for a long time, and its aftermath was terrifying. No living beings dared to approach the Dark World, and their Zens could not penetrate its deepest depths.

After a considerable period of fighting, the lingering effects of the battle slowly subsided, and Zaden, who had been injured, retreated to Mount Chaos to seclude himself for some time before reappearing.

Upon his return, he made an announcement. Henceforth, Thea would be the Human Race’s matron, and humans would share in the providence of the Doom Race. Following his proclamation, half of the Doom Race’s providence was bestowed upon the Human Race.

Afterward, he went into closed-door meditation again, and everyone eagerly awaited the results of the battle. However, tens of thousands of years passed before Zaden made this announcement.

Speculation ran rampant among the living beings.

“Thea must have won, right?”

“It seems so. Otherwise, Zaden wouldn’t have shared half of their providence with the Human Race.”

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At a hidden place of the Human Race, many powerhouses gathered. Thea sat in a cross-legged meditative position, her body bearing severe injuries.

“Mom, why didn’t you kill Zaden and wipe out the Doom Race?” Jacopo asked.

Thea wore a grave expression and shook her head slightly, saying, “I can’t kill him right now because he possesses the Endlos Heart. If he didn’t, I would be willing to do whatever it took to eliminate him.”

In the battle at the deepest part of the Dark World, neither Thea nor Zaden could completely annihilate each other. Their strengths were evenly matched.

In the past, Teresa intended to sacrifice him. It was James who saved his life, and he had fled to the Chaos District. He roamed through various regions until he stumbled upon a boon through a providential encounter. With this boon, he embarked on a path of cultivation within the Dark World.

Now, an entrapoch had passed, and his cultivation had soared. He had progressed from the Quasi Boundless Rank to the Chaos Completare Rank.

Wyot was no longer the young man he used to be. He had become a middle-aged man, and although he appeared middle-aged, a few streaks of gray hair adorned his head. He had lost the youthfulness of his past, and his eyes bore the marks of time’s passage.

“The Chaos Completare Rank,” Wyot said softly. He remained calm upon achieving the highest realm of cultivation.

“So, this is the Herstellen Art?”