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The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 6455
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Chapter 6455 "I don't want to see him carry burdens that aren't his, to begin with," Lesia said firmly, "I hate it even more when someone tries to influence or control his thoughts and actions to make him carry on their ambitions or missions.

"He is who he is. He can do whatever he wants, however he likes it." Lesia slowly lowered her hand that was holding the dagger. "I tolerated when you guys used him because he could improve his powers during the process. One must be strong enough to execute their plans.

"However, | would never allow you guys to brazenly manipulate him or even plan out what he should do in the future.” Yianni grunted. "Aren't you using him too?" "I have." Lesia nodded. "However, that is in the past now. | am now a part of him. I live if he lives, and | die if he dies.

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Yianni seethed, "You..." "You've served your purpose." Lesia snorted. "Your knowledge is not needed for the fourth extrof the Fourth Marciais Combat Form.

"With his talents and wit, he's probably started mastering the final extrby himself at the moment." "No...

No!" Yianni stumbled a few steps backward in shock.

"I am the Marcials Combat Form's creator, Yianni’s spirit! | am Yianni himself! | am James' master..." "Still, the purpose of your existence is to help him." Lesia slowly treaded toward Yianni.

"I had a lengthy conversation with your master once, and we predicted this.

What I'm doing now is a mutual decision we've agreed on." Yianni slumped onto the ground. He was in a state of shock.

He never imagined that this was the fate intended for him when his master left him here in the past.

"The peak of the Marciais Combat Form is the Marciais Soul." Lesia cast a glance at Yianni. 'The person who has the Marciais Soul is the successor of the Marciais Combat Form.

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"Yianni predicted what would happen to him back then, so he decided to leave you here.

"He knew that it was the best outcfor him to offer his life for a bigger purpose.

"You, the precious Marciais Soul, should be owned by the cultivator who could achieve the peak of the Marciais Combat Form.

"Only then could we put an end to the clash over the Marciais Power and the Historial Power." Lesia let out a soft sigh. "Will you go to him yourself, or do you wantto do it for you?" The look of despair was evident on Yianni's face. "So, Master and you have already decided on this. He sent you here to make sure that | would follow your plan." "I still owe him a favor. That's why I'm doing this." Lesia said in a steely voice, "If you refuse to cooperate, | will have to reduce you to your original form first and hand you over to James." "I get it now." Yianni nodded. "I thought you guys would letoff. Who knew..." "Take this." Lesia tossed a silverish-white jade pendant in Yianni's direction.

Yianni’s eyes widened as soon as he caught the pendant. "This... This is..." "It’s from his wife.” Lesia reminded him. "You know what you need to do.” Yianni slowly closed his eyes. His body was shaking a little as he tightened his grip over the jade pendant.

Lesia cast a light shining with five colors onto Yianni the next instant. The light carried the man along and headed in James' direction.

With her hands on her back, Lesia stared into the distance.

"I've fulfilled your final wish, Yianni. | don't owe you anything anymore." Lesia lifted her hand. In a flash, the earth and objects around her disappeared.