The Almighty Dragon General

Tens of thousands of people gathered atop the spiritual mountain.
After hearing that a battle had broken out on the mountaintop, some powerhouses at the mountain foot also ascended the
mountain to watch the matches.
In that moment, the mountain was crowded with people.
Henrik lay down on the ground weakly, and his aura was weak. He seemed exhausted and extremely vulnerable.
However, he had already been in the same state for a long time.
For a while, no one dared to challenge him.
“I’ll take you on.”
One powerhouse refused to give up.
He took out an Ancestral Herb, handed it to James, and walked toward the battlefield. He looked at the weary Henrik and asked,
novelebook.com“Can you still fight? If you don’t want to die, surrender your Quasi Chaotic Treasure to me.”
Henrik used the last of his strength to get off the ground. He looked at his opponent while panting and goaded him. “Cut the crap.
I’m not dead yet. You’ll have to kill me before you can take my Quasi Chaotic Treasure.”
“Alright. As you wish.”
The challenger leaped forward, appearing before Henrik instantly and thrusting his palm at him.
Henrik was immediately sent flying and crashed into the ground.
“Hmph. You think too highly of yourself.”
The challenger presumed he had killed Henrik. He walked over to James, stretched his hand, and said, “Hand it over.”
James was at a loss. Henrik’s aura seemed feeble, and he was also critically injured.
‘He surely died from that attack, right?’ thought James.
However, James had seen Henrik turn the tide in perilous situations. He firmly believed that Henrik was not dead.

Swoosh!
At that moment, a huge gust blew toward him.
Before the challenger could react, Henrik appeared behind him and dealt a fatal blow. Some force pierced through his body and
instantly formed a gaping wound.
The challenger was blasted away and crashed into the ground. Blood gushed out of his mouth.
Henrik did not show any mercy. His attack shattered all of the challenger’s Path Seals.
After defeating his opponent, Henrik fell to the ground, having seemingly exhausted all his strength.
No one else dared to challenge him.
“That fat guy really knows how to put on a show.”
“He used a Quasi Chaotic Treasure as bait to obtain so many Ancestral Herbs.”
“His offer was too enticing. Letting go of an Ancestral Herb is worth the chance to obtain a Quasi Chaotic Treasure.”
Everyone discussed the outcome in hushed tones.
At this point, everyone had figured out that Henrik was just faking his exhaustion.
He was trying to bait them into attacking him.
Henrik got up with difficulty and sat on the ground. Looking at the people in the distance, he weakly said, “Is there anyone else
who’d like to challenge me? If not, I’ll declare the end of this challenge.”
No one responded to him. Seeing that no one was falling for his ruse, Henrik produced another weapon.
It was a sharp, black spear that glowed with a black light and emitted a mysterious energy.
“This is another Quasi Chaotic Treasure. It’s remarkably powerful and indestructible. I’ll add this to my wager. Whoever beats me
can take the spear and shield. These two treasures will be enough to obtain any boons that will appear here.”