The Strongest War God

When he appeared, the expressions of the hunchbacked old man and the gray-robed old man, Jamison Walsh, changed.

Quinten Kelly frowned and whispered, “Why is this old thing here!”

“Who is he?”

Westley Hader clasped his hands behind his back and said indifferently, “The protector of the Gray Wolf, Colson Morales!”

As soon as he finished speaking.

Hendrix Bailey asked suspiciously, “Old man, why are you here?”

“Brat, do you think I’m here for you? There’s a big treasure under this village. If it’s still here, you have a chance of breaking through to the pinnacle!”

Colson whispered, “Let me tell you this, don’t be a coward today. If there’s anything good, just grab it. No matter if it’s a pinnacle’s disciple or a yin-yang person, as long as they dare to snatch it from you, beat them up! ” He sounded like an old hooligan.

But this old man was the white-robed Gray Wolf’s protector.

Hendrix had a dark expression, and he said in a low voice, “Old man, there are so many people here. Don’t spout nonsense. Don’t you find it embarrassing?”

“Embarrassing? If it were a hundred years ago, I could beat the sh*t out of these few old garlic. Do you believe me?”

Colson said seriously.

Hendrix’s face was thin, and he felt shy and impatient, his voice low as he said, “Old man, don’t brag. You can’t even fool a ghost with your skills!”

“Bullsh*t! Who’s bragging!”

Colson glared at him.

He looked like he was bragging in all seriousness.

Hendrix could not win against him, so he said helplessly, “I believe you!”

“He’s not lying to you!”

Quinten sighed softly at the side, causing Hendrix to have a suspicious look in his eyes. He was very familiar with his old man.

Colson was really not as powerful as he claimed to be.

The old man had a hidden disease. Although he was a pseudo-pinnacle, if he fought with someone of the same level, he would probably die after a few moves.

Quinten then said, “If it wasn’t for the riot back then, Colson would have been a pinnacle long ago!”

“Kid, listen!”

Colson had white hair and a youthful face, looking like an old child.

Only the hunchbacked old man sneered coldly, “Those are things of the past. The Great Genius Morales, who was famous throughout Hansworth in the past, was praised as a pinnacle talent at the age of 16. In the end, he was reduced to a cripple and his pinnacle path was broken!”

These old things were from the same generation.

They had known each other for more than a hundred years. Some people were friends with each other, so naturally, they had grudges!

Now, Colson, the guardian of the Gray Wolf, was standing in front of him.

The protector of the golden true dragon robe, Quinten.

The hunchbacked old man, the protector of the rainbow python dragon robe.

The experts of the older generation had already appeared. They were all at the pseudo-pinnacle stage and were extremely powerful.

Actually, the protectors of the hundred clothes were the previous owners of each piece of clothing!

The previous owner had aged and was now protecting the new owner of the clothes who inherited everything.

This was an inheritance!

It was passed down from generation to generation, so that the hundred clothes, which had a thousand years of history, would not be cut off in their generation.

Now, several people from the older generation had appeared one after another.

Without exception, they were all here for the secret of River Village.

“Are you done chatting?” Braydon Neal asked softly with his hands behind his back.

“Hmm?”

The hunchbacked old man looked over and saw the young man in white. His clothes were embroidered with a golden Qilin. He said with fear, “You are the current owner of the cloud treading Qilin robe!”

“What can I do for you?”

Braydon glanced over indifferently.

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly and said, “If it wasn’t for the fact that most of the inheritance of the rainbow python dragon robe was lost in the long history, my disciple would have mastered the complete inheritance of the ancient technique. So what if you inherited the cloud Qilin? We can still compete with you for it!”

He sounded bitter.

In fact, there was no need to fight to see who was stronger.

The inheritance of the cloud treading Qilin robe had been passed down from ancient times until now, and it was still in one perfect piece.

On the other hand, the rainbow python dragon robe’s inheritance was mostly broken.

As the successors of the past generations, they could not even protect the ancient martial arts inheritance technique and could not pass it on to future generations.

It was clear at a glance which of the two was stronger.

Just like now, in the whole world, who could break the inheritance of the cloud treading Qilin robe?

If they wanted to sever the inheritance, they had to kill the Qilin first! Even a pinnacle could not kill the Northern King, so the inheritance could not be broken.

The previous Qilin Lord was in charge of the Heavenly Execution Token and led the hundred clothes’ owners.

It was a principle that had never changed since ancient times!

Colson said indifferently, “Old bastard, on account of the fact that we are both hundred clothes inheritors, I have to remind you. If you don’t want the rainbow python dragon robe inheritance to be destroyed, don’t provoke the current Qilin Lord in this era!”

“What’s there to not provoke? The founder of the rainbow python dragon robe was an existence that could compete with the Qilin Lord a thousand years ago!” The hunchbacked old man was a little excited when he mentioned his ancestor.

What he said was true!

The first masters of the hundred clothes were figures that shocked an era.

However, that was a thousand years ago.

A thousand years of glory could become a form of glory.

However, he definitely could not become a dependent capital!

The first owner of the rainbow python dragon robe could indeed compete with the Qilin Lord.

However, it was only to the point of fighting for supremacy!

As for defeating the Qilin Lord, that was wishful thinking.

Having the qualifications to challenge him did not mean that he had the strength to defeat him.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed. He did not feel anything in his heart when he heard the words of the few old men.

He came to River Village for only one purpose.

That was to meet Frediano!

It was because so much time had passed and Frediano had yet to be seen, but there were more and more irrelevant people showing up.

“Jonah, I miss Frediano!” Braydon whispered.

The soft words contained a great deal of emotion.

Because of Frediano’s death, Ludo’s hair turned white overnight, and he hated Braydon for more than two years.

Jonah’s temperament changed overnight. He had great hatred in his heart and did not hesitate to throw himself into the South Pole Prison, a place where fierce people gathered, to temper himself:

Frediano’s death had changed many people in the Northern Army.

At the same time, it also changed Braydon!

From then on, Braydon was extremely ruthless. He would kill all enemies of the Northern Army, leaving no future troubles.

Yet, Frediano was not dead and had been hiding in the dark for seven years, and he had not contacted his brother, Braydon.

He was really ruthless!

The silver-haired, white-robed youth next to him wearing a ghost mask was Ludo, the commander of the tenth legion of the Northern Army.

His full name was Skylar Neal!

He was Braydon’s third uncle’s child.

Braydon and Skylar were both disciples of the Neal family and were related by blood.

He was Braydon’s biological younger cousin!

Regarding Ludo’s identity, only the people of the Northern Army in Braydon’s generation knew about it..