FreeNovel"Now that you've shown yourself, you're hiding behind a curtain.
You're turning a deaf ear and merely watching everything unfold.
Are you worthy to be the god of all realms?" Xzavion raised his voice with the last sentence.
Upon hearing that, the place fell silent.
The higher authorities of the Doom Race and the war kings didn't dare to breathe as they kneeled on the ground.
Meanwhile, Truett and Rebella exchanged helpless glances.
James, who was sitting on the chair, lowered his head.
Xzavion's words were aimed at the fraudster, but James couldn't help but feel guilty.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe fraudster wasn't doing anything, but wasn't James behaving the sway? James had built the Jademora Empire to protect the living beings.
Now that such a situation had arisen, he couldn't even reveal his identity.
With all realms in chaos at the moment, revealing his identity would render all his efforts futile.
"He wasn't talking about you," Thea said telepathically.
"Even though you didn't expose your identity, you saved Thora.
You've been helping the New Shahrzad Dynasty all this time.
You aren't irresponsible.
You don't need to feel guilty." Upon hearing that, James turned around and looked at her gratefully.
At this moment, the mysterious figure behind the curtain laughed.
"Xzavion, are you blaming me?" "Yes," Xzavion shouted.
"The James I know, whether he becomes the Lord of the Dark World, the Mortal Emperor, or reaches the Mahayana Rank, will always embody justice, righteousness, and courage, supporting the weak and opposing the strong.
He will never change." Then, Xzavion pointed at the mysterious figure behind the curtain.
"Whether you're real or fake, do you dare to step out and show yourself?" At that, the war kings who were kneeling straightened their backs, all of them confused.
They also recognized that the James they knew never liked acting mysterious.
He wouldn't behave this way.
Moreover, Xzavion was James' most trusted friend.
They had traveled the Genesis World and faced life and death together.
Why would James hurt his own friend? "How dare you," a middle-aged man among the senior authorities of the Doom Race fumed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Xzavion, don't think you can be disrespectful to His Majesty just because you were friends." Then, the senior authorities of the Doom Race who had survived began to curse at Xzavion, protecting the dignity of the fake James with evident anger.
Seeing this, James and Thea exchanged glances before looking at Yianni.
As if understanding their signal, Yianni snorted and got up.
"I'm very curious whether it's truly James behind the curtain.
Don't forget that we are friends.
Based on our understanding of him, he wouldn't act in this manner."
Even the two Grand Stewards knelt on the ground.
How could he be a fake?" "who do you think you are? Why should Hisn Majesty follow your orders?" "D've K long disliked these hidden powerhouses. Just because they're powerful, they think we're actually afraid of them.” Hearing their words, Yianni was irritated.
He exuded a powerful aura that filled the entire palace.
Under the pressure, the senior authorities of the Doom Race whan were dissenting the war kings, as well as Truett and Rebella, felt utterly restrained and unable to move. Yianni then glanced at James and shouted at the curtain with a smile.
“James, if it's really you, you should know who I am, right?" X
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