The Almighty Dragon General

On the other hand, Thea and Lucille were standing outside the main hall at Timaeus Sect's headquarters.
More than ten Yuraeceon Daelm Rank cultivators guarded the entrance and blocked the ladies' way. They would not budge even
when Thea had used her status as the priestess and ordered them to move.
Both of them were anxious as they had not gotten any news of James.
"No, we can't wait around like this," Lucille said with a grim expression.
She shouted, "Xachary, come out here! If you don't release Elder Forty-nine, I will take everyone at Mount Martialis and leave the
Timaeus..."
Before she could finish, a beam of golden light fell on Lucille and Thea for a few seconds. As the light faded, both ladies
disappeared from that spot as well.
In a flash, Thea and Lucille found themselves standing in a quiet, deserted area.
In the distance, a man in a gray robe stood with his back facing them. There was nothing particularly interesting about the man.
However, Lucille and Thea could sense a distinct aura about him.
"Grandpa Gladwin?" Thea called out.
Lucille raised her brows. "You've completed your meditation, Old Man Warrick?"
As the man turned around, the ladies could see a scary mask worn over his face.
"It seems only the two of you youngsters remember about me."

Lucille and Thea rushed toward Gladwin Warrick and clung to his arm, one on each side.
"Grandpa Gladwin, you've finally finished your meditation! I missed you so much!"
"We need your help, Warrick. Only a protector like you could save Forty-nine now."
"Forty-nine..." Gladwin let out a sigh. "You're talking about the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation cultivator confined in
one of the smaller halls here?"
Thea and Lucille nodded vigorously upon hearing his words.
"He's an interesting man." Gladwin joked, "What's this? Are the two of you interested in him?"
Thea's cheeks were burning as she heard Gladwin's question.
Lucille smiled mischievously. "I don't mind spending a night with him."
"You're always joking about these things." Gladwin pointed at Lucille and shook his head. "Anyway, you guys aren't helping him
by making a scene at the headquarters. That will only make things worse for him."
Thea and Lucille appeared flustered by Gladwin's words.
"I know Xachary's way of doing things." Gladwin continued, "He has his principles. You won't be able to change his mind once he
decides on something."
Thea asked anxiously, "Would Uncle Xachary do anything bad to Forty-nine?"

"That young man possesses the Golden Body, and he's mastered the Marcials Combat Form." Gladwin replied, "Xachary
wouldn't want to lose such a great talent."
Thea and Lucille were washed over by a wave of relief.
No one in the Timaeus Sect would know about their leader, Xachary, better than their Great Protector, Gladwin Warrick.
"Alright, off you go now!"
With a light wave of his hand, Gladwin produced a beam of golden light and sent the two ladies away.
A few seconds later, a beam of blue light landed on the ground behind Gladwin. Yegor stepped out of the light the next instant
"Long time no see, my friend." Gladwin had not even turned to look at Yegor.
Yegor sighed. "Now that you are out, it means war will soon erupt in the Ancient Genesis World. Am I right?"
Gladwin lifted his head. "I have lived quietly ever since the battle with Franciscus. This will be a good chance for me to test out
my skills with those that I've not met in years."
Yegor narrowed his eyes. "Your battles would cause hundreds of millions of lives to be wiped out, though. Is it really necessary?"
Gladwin sighed. "Since you blocked Franciscus' attack and helped me back then, I could allow Skynet to maintain a neutral
stance in this. However, you need to lend me the Grimlore Map."
Yegor replied, "It's destroyed."
Gladwin teleported and reappeared before Yegor. "You can monitor all of the Genesis Worlds by using the Grimlore Map. There's
no way you'll destroy it."
"Are you trying to threaten me?" Yegor looked at him expressionlessly.