The Strongest War God

Chapter 226 - 226 Seventy Thousand Garrison Guards, Farewell to the Northern King

226 Seventy Thousand Garrison Guards, Farewell to the Northern King

Dominic Lowe had injured Braydon Neal, so the northern army imperial guards had to kill him.

At this moment.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly. “Duke Lowe, I’ll remember this palm strike of yours today!”

“I…”

Dominic had been struck by two swords and was already heavily injured.

What was even more unbearable was that Braydon had caused him to have a nosebleed.

This loss was definitely drilled into Dominic’s head. He became even more vigilant and realized that this young Northern King was definitely a little fox.

Although Dominic’s palm attack had injured Braydon, he was still very worried.

However, his injuries were not serious!

Braydon’s cultivation was strong, so it was not a problem at all. The blood at the corner of his lips was forced out.

He had damaged the prestige of the Northern King, so Dominic would remember this palm strike.

He owed the northern army an explanation.

He owed Braydon Neal a favor.

More importantly, Dominic hurting Braydon was like the capital wanting to kill the Northern King in the eyes of outsiders.

In the capital, they were all influential figures.

In the eyes of outsiders, every move could be misinterpreted.

Anyway, Dominic was severely injured and had a nosebleed because of Braydon.

“This isn’t over yet!” Braydon chuckled.

“Northern King, so many people from the Sattler family have died. It’s time to stop!” Dominic smiled bitterly.

“I only want Hector Sattler.” Braydon glanced over with his hands behind his back.

“He’s really gone missing. I’ve been investigating for an entire day, but I still haven’t found any traces. I even suspect that the northern army imperial guards have joined forces with the capital garrison, and with the northern army’s hidden agents, they secretly took him away without leaving any traces!”

When Dominic talked about this matter, his face was filled with despair.

He was a ninth-level king who suppressed the entire capital.

In the end, he vanished right under their noses.

If this matter were to be spread out, not many people would believe it.

Braydon frowned slightly. He knew that Dominic would not lie at this point.

For Hector Sattler of the Sattler family, it was not worth it for the capital and the northern territory to go this far.

Therefore, it was impossible for Dominic to hide him.

A third party had intervened.

It was a little strange to kidnap someone without anyone knowing under the eyes of King Braydon and Dominic.

Things had come to this point, so it is useless to say more.

Braydon turned around and left. “This northern military sword token is for the Sattler family. The next time I come to the capital, if I still don’t see Hector Sattler, I will kill another person from the Sattler family!”

In his indifferent words, it was difficult to hide the hint of dominance.

This was the capital, and they were actually targeting the strength of the powerful families.

If ordinary martial artists dared to say such words, they would probably be wiped out the next day.

However, when King Braydon said this, even if the Sattler family was furious, they could only face it head-on.

As for assassinating King Braydon, it was not that they looked down on the capital. All the powerful families combined did not have the guts to do so.

Looking at the reaction of the northern army when Dominic accidentally injured Braydon, they knew that once something happened to Braydon, no one in the capital could escape unscathed.

Dominic forced a smile and tried to persuade him to stay. “Stay for two more days. No matter what, you are young and in charge of the northern army. You have led the northern army to guard the northern territory for more than ten years. This contribution will be recorded in history.”

Braydon replied with a smile.

Guarding the north was not his doing alone.

Everyone in the northern territory had contributed.

All these years, Braydon did not accept the title of the Northern King, which meant that he did not want to step on the shoulders of the millions of men in the northern army and accept this glory.

The northern territory had fought against the eight foreign countries, and countless comrades had died in battle over the years.

At the foot of Mount Bliz were the burial grounds of loyal souls.

The glory of the entire northern army was exchanged with their blood.

They wanted Braydon to step on the corpses of his brothers and accept the glory that was filled with blood?

Northern King Braydon would never do such a thing.

Therefore, he was willing to be a plain-clothed man, without any official position or title, with clean sleeves, and with his own strength, guard Hansworth for 10,000 years.

If the Northern King did not die, the northern territory would not be lost.

Luke Yates, Old Man Zito, and the others followed Braydon into the helicopter of the Preston main team. They slowly rose into the air and left behind a sentence, “What happened tonight has nothing to do with the capital garrison. It’s a matter of the northern army!”

It was obvious that he did not want to implicate Westley Hader.

Westley watched as the helicopter slowly rose into the air. Standing in front of the main gate of the capital, he knew that after this farewell, he did not know when they would meet again.

Tonight, Westley had openly made it clear that the Hader lineage had been exterminated back then.

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This meant that his future in the capital would be even more difficult!

Westley knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and shouted, “Farewell, Northern King!”

The seventy thousand elite guards of the capital stood in front of the city gates, holding spears and bowing as they shouted in a low voice, “Farewell, Northern King!”

Their voice resounded throughout the capital.

That was another national send-off!

The people of the capital rushed to find excuses. They looked at the helicopter that was slowly rising in the dark night, and their gazes were filled with reluctance.

The young War God of the northern army still left.

He was the idol of many young people.

Among the people on the street, there was a girl in a white dress. Her clear eyes revealed a touch of nostalgia, and her cherry lips moved slightly. “Other than the three feet of snow on your body, who else in the world is worthy of white clothes!”

The departure of the youth in white made many people feel a little lonely.

In front of the city gate, Dominic spat out a mouthful of blood that fell to the ground. It contained a sharp sword intent.

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Stanley Weasley was shocked and quickly helped him up. “Duke Lowe, are you alright?”

“Stop trying to endure it. The Mount Sino sword intent lives up to its reputation!”

The remaining sword intent in Dominic’s body worsened his injuries.

Everything was thanks to Old Man Zito.

This lead disciple of Mount Sino Sword Sect had an understanding of the sword that normal kings could not compare to.

Dominic sighed. “Frazer has been awakened by the Northern King. The former vice commander of Ludwig has returned. Within three years, he will definitely surpass the conferred king level. We have to give him an explanation for what happened at Ludwig!”

Stanley was shocked.

Once a warrior surpassed king level, they would be the treasure of the country. They could slaughter an entire country, travel eight thousand miles, and kill all enemies in the world.

Such a transcendent being was respectable, terrifying, and not to be trifled with!

Once someone above king level appeared, they would be treated with the country’s etiquette and could not be neglected.

The incident with the Ludwig army had caused those people to suffer injustice for forty years.

It was completely impossible to resolve it!

That was why Dominic said that he had to give them an explanation for the Ludwig army incident as soon as possible.

The Northern King was already involved in this matter, and Frazer Zito, who was about to surpass king level, was not someone to be trifled with.

Westley glanced at it and turned around indifferently. “Duke Lowe, take care!”

Dominic’s gaze froze, and then he smiled bitterly. He knew that he was targeted by the capital garrison. His future would not be easy.

This young governor of the capital was not someone easy to deal with.

Westley then returned to the governor office and sat on the golden dragon chair alone. He glanced at the hundred people under him with a terrifyingly cold gaze. “Darius Spade, Frank Borwin, Holden Lexington… Get out of the capital garrison!”

Thirteen people in one sentence!