“No!” Wyot exclaimed anxiously. “How can you act in person with your status? And it’s only the Doom Race. It's too…”

James pointed at him helplessly before gesturing at Quattro, who was restrained. “Since you don’t want my help, I’ll stay behind the scenes. You can have him help you.”

Upon hearing that, Wyot looked at Quattro and said helplessly, “He’s the Lord of the Dark World…”

“You care too much about status and positions.” James’ expression darkened. “Can’t you put all of these concerns aside?

“You’re Wyot. You’re the hope of the entire Doom Race. You’re the most courageous powerhouse they have. Or do you really want the Doom Race to be annihilated?”

Wyot’s face twitched upon hearing that. Slowly, he clenched his fists.

“Alright. I’ll listen to you.”

Without another word, James raised his hand. Immediately, Quattro, still restrained, was dragged over.

“Aren’t you the Lord of the Dark World? You have many beautiful women and loyal warriors under you, don’t you?”

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