The Strongest War God

Chapter 1148: Exploration in the Wilderness, Killing Intent Everywhere

Chapter 1148: Exploration in the Wilderness, Killing Intent Everywhere

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The more than 1,000 extraordinary martial artists belonged to sects, aristocratic families, and powerful families.

Ever since experiencing the events in the Alpha Empire, all the extraordinary talents had submitted to King Braydon Neal.

The aura possessed by Braydon was something they lacked!

It was not an exaggeration to say that Braydon had the boldness to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

This madman devoured the fate of a nation in the Alpha Empire.

The Global Martial Artist Summit paled in comparison because of him alone.

Who would have thought that Braydon would become so extraordinary, resisting the national disaster by using the Spirit Summoning Art, acquiring the fate of the Alpha Empire, and reaching the quasi-emperor realm in just three days of enlightenment.

Even the extraordinary talents of the same generation, though remarkable, still paled in comparison to King Braydon.

Braydon looked at the talented individuals from the aristocratic families and powerful families, and said in a low voice, “Focus on cultivating in the ruins. When you return to Hansworth in the future, I will provide both the powerful and aristocratic families a way out.”

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

The pinnacle talents of the two major entities all knelt down, sincerely expressing their gratitude.

Because they knew how fierce the conflicts between their respective families and the Northern Army were.

The enmity ran deep!

Braydon would give them a chance for survival, but it was not forgiveness.

He still needed to settle the scores, and those who had stained their hands with the blood of the Northern Army soldiers must die.

Anyone who opposed the Northern Army must be eliminated completely to prevent future troubles.

Braydon looked at Sapphire Neal and Jayven Neal and said softly, “The two of you, come with me.”

These were the children of the Neal family.

Before entering the ruins, the worry in the eyes of Lowell Neal could not be hidden from Braydon.

As an older brother, Braydon naturally had to protect his younger brother and sister.

Skylar Neal, wearing a ghost-faced mask, went to the small courtyard outside together.

“Do you two want to stay in the city or come out with me to take a look?” Braydon asked.

Sapphire decisively said, “We can only sharpen ourselves in the wilderness. I enter the ruins several times every year.”

“I…”

Jayven lowered his head, somewhat embarrassed.

As a playboy, he spent his time eating, drinking, and having fun on the South Pole Island. He had only entered the ruins once since childhood and had never been to the wilderness.

In other words, Jayven had never experienced the life of a martial artist.

The wilderness was extremely harsh.

Braydon, like an older brother, whispered, “Jayven, if you don’t want to go to the wilderness and prefer playing in the city, I’ll explain it to Uncle Lowell.”

“No, if my sister can go to the wilderness, I can too!” After lifting his head, Jayven said with a hint of embarrassment, muttered in a low voice, “As long as you don’t mind me being a burden.”

“You are not weak!” Skylar comforted him.

Little did he know that Jayven was not foolish at all. Irritated, he said, “I’m not stupid. I can feel that both you and Braydon are stronger than me, maybe even stronger than my sister. Once we go to the wilderness, we’ll definitely be hunting pinnacle-level beasts.”

“It’s alright. We’ll only be taking a look in the wilderness today.”

Braydon just wanted to go out and explore the wilderness. After all, they were newcomers to the ruins, and there were many things that were better seen in person than heard from others.

Moreover, there wasn’t much to see in the ancient city.

There were martial artists everywhere, as well as various shops.

Braydon and his group had no possessions.

In addition, the common currency for transactions in the major ruins of the South Pole was spirit stones.

Braydon and his group could go out, hunt some fierce beasts, and exchange them for spirit stones to buy essential items.

In the past, Braydon never had to worry about these things.

His necessities were prepared by the people around him.

But this was the ruins of the South Pole.

They had to rely on themselves for everything!

All Braydon had to do was ask, and Luke Yates and the others would prepare these things for Braydon.

But Braydon treated Luke as a younger brother, not as his subordinate.

Luke and Colton Jansky also needed to cultivate.

There was no time to slack off here.

This was a training environment suitable for martial artists. If they didn’t train, they would be left behind, and there were dangers that would force them to train.

After some slight preparation, the four siblings of the Neal family set off directly.

Jayven went out to buy a folding bag, which could unfold into a huge military bag two meters high.

The group left the city gate.

Skylar asked, “Jayven, what are you doing with the backpack?”

“Going out to hunt fierce beasts. The fur, claws, and teeth on their bodies can be used for refining, and their hearts’ essence can be used for alchemy. Anyway, they are treasures, and selling them can make us money.”

Jayven explained seriously.

Obviously, Braydon and Skylar had no experience in such matters compared to Jayven.

Sapphire said gently, “When we come back from hunting fierce beasts this time, I’ll buy you two sets of leather armor or plate armor.”

“Sis, buy me one too!”

Jayven raised his hand timidly, indicating that he also wanted one.

After all, the armor and even leather armor purchased here were made from the fur, bones, and hide of spirit beasts, providing extremely terrifying defense.

In the outside world, such items were impossible to buy.

Because there were no powerful blacksmiths outside, but there were some on the South Pole Island.

Braydon didn’t mind; he wasn’t used to wearing that kind of clothing.

As for weapons, he already had the Northern King Sword, which was enough.

The four of them left the ancient city and walked ten miles on the soft grass.

Sapphire became vigilant, sensitive to any movement around her.

Jayven held a sword with gemstones embedded in it. It was obviously quite valuable.

Braydon patted his sister’s shoulder, feeling her body shudder, and softly said, “Don’t be too nervous. Jayven, put away your sword. Don’t reveal the blade unless you see an enemy in the future.”

“Oh!”

Jayven scratched his head and put away his weapon.

He whispered, “Braydon, it’s very dangerous in the wilderness. Once we leave the ten-mile range of the ancient city, we could be ambushed by spirit beasts at any time. If we relax even a little bit, it could be fatal.”

While talking, a small group of people came from the left rear. There was a total of seven people.

This was a common sight in the ruins – exploration teams were rarely solo.

If they encountered a solo traveler, they would keep their distance.

Such people were either naive newcomers or powerful individuals.

But many martial artists, encountering such a situation, instinctively considered them as the latter.

Because newcomers wouldn’t survive more than two hours in the wilderness; they would become the food of fierce beasts.

The seven-person team quickly approached.

They stopped ten meters away.

This was a basic rule in the wilderness.

If the parties were unfamiliar with each other, they shouldn’t approach each other rashly; otherwise, they might be seen as intending to kill for treasures.

After all, there were no rules in the ruins.

The strong set the rules!

All seven members of the team were men, and judging by their faces, they were most probably from the Zeta Empire.

A middle-aged pinnacle led the team, and the others were all king-level martial artists.

This lineup would be considered a strong team in the outside world.

But in the ruins, it seemed quite common.

It was as if pinnacle martial artists were a necessary configuration for every exploration team.

The middle-aged pinnacle spoke, “Hansworth martial artists. Are there only four of you?”

“Get lost!”

Skylar’s eyes flashed with coldness.