The Strongest War God

Chapter 958: Carrying the Fate of a Hundred Countries!

Chapter 958: Carrying the Fate of a Hundred Countries!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At this moment, Dexter Jansky, a sovereign pinnacle, came to Song with a bloody head in his hand.

“Dexter Jansky of Jover,” Dexter said seriously. “I was ordered by the family leader to kill Douglas Crawford of the Crawford family. This is his head!”

“The patriarch of the Jansky family has decreed that the pinnacles of Song shall be exterminated today as a sacrifice to the heroic souls of the Western Army who died in battle last year!”

A member of the Jansky family said calmly.

Hansworth had always been righteous and logical.

No matter what one did, one had to have good reasons!

Now, with just a word from Braydon Neal, a hundred upper rank pinnacles had appeared to follow his orders.

The Crown Prince of Song turned pale. He was no longer as calm as before. He was dumbfounded.

Fenton Jansky alone could wipe out the pinnacles of Song.

However, there were hundreds of people who were comparable to Fenton here. They were all upper rank pinnacles.

Without exception, they all obeyed Braydon’s orders!

Braydon wanted to find all the pinnacles of Song and kill them.

Today, it was destined to be the death of the martial arts world of Song.

If all the pinnacle martial artists of Song were killed, there would not be strong martial artists in Song for a long time.

How could Song dare to provoke the Ludwig defense line again?

When a country didn’t have a pinnacle leader, it would be difficult for them to protect themselves, let alone encroach on other countries’ territory.

The rules of the International Arbitration Council were all bullshit!

If there were no pinnacle in one’s own country, the pinnacles of other countries could come and go as they pleased. There was no point talking about self-protection!

Braydon gave the order to kill. Dexter and the others released their pressure to sense the pinnacle martial artists in Song. If they found them, they would kill them all.

In the building, the Crown Prince of Song was extremely pale.

Today was the day he would die.

“You’re truly the Royal Highness of Hansworth,” the Crown Prince of Song said bitterly. “You can command hundreds of upper rank pinnacles to serve you with just one sentence. No one in the world can match your power!”

“Luke, send him on his way.”

Braydon’s expression was calm.

Luke held the golden spear and was about to attack.

As a result, the Crown Prince of Song released his own pressure, and his vitality fluctuations were not weaker than the little fool’s, but slightly stronger.

As expected of the top pinnacle genius of Song, who bore the fate of the nation, he was displaying his strength at this moment.

“Song Woo Hoon of Song,” the Crown Prince of Song said softly, ignoring the little fool. “Please enlighten me, Your Highness,” he said, staring at Braydon, the teenager in white.

Even if he had to die today, he had to die in Braydon’s hands.

The Crown Prince of Song still wanted to challenge Braydon even though he knew that he was no match for him!

He wanted to challenge the most talented person among the younger generation in the world.

Braydon looked at him and held the Northern King Sword at his waist with his left hand. Vitality gushed out from his back and turned into a red throne. He sat down and said softly, “I’m a little tired today. I can give you one day to prepare. Once again, you will attract the fate of Song. You will carry it with you. If you fight me again, you will have a twenty percent chance of winning!”

Braydon, who had a dirty heart, began to plot something else.

Braydon, who had always been decisive in killing, had never been merciful to his enemies.

But now, he had given the Crown Prince of Song some hope.

Braydon intended to encroach on the fate of Song!

Woo Hoon, the Crown Prince of Song, said in a hoarse voice, “The power of the nation’s fate is not that easy to bear. Not long ago, I carried a small portion of the nation’s fate with me. That enormous power almost destroyed the pinnacle foundation in my body.”

“This is your chance of survival!”

Braydon said lightly. He sat alone on the red throne and slowly closed his eyes.

He was really sleepy!

Previously, when he killed Fred Marcus with one finger of Heavenly Execution, it was because Braydon’s spiritual aperture’s spiritual energy was used as a medium to spy on a trace of the supreme pinnacle realm.

The price was having to use up all of his spiritual energy.

Braydon closed his eyes and rested again.

Woo Hoon had one day to make his decision.

He had no intention of escaping!

Currently, there were over a hundred terrifying pinnacle experts in Song. Unless an immortal descended upon the mortal world, no one could save Woo Hoon.

The only hope now was to attract the national fate of Song again.

Then, Woo Hoon would use his body to increase his strength again. In the battle with Braydon, he might have a chance of winning.

Woo Hoon turned around and left. He had decided to attract the national fate of Song again.

Braydon tilted his head and leaned back on the chair to rest. When he noticed Woo Hoon leaving, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, forming a smile.

This smile contained a smaller portion of sinister thoughts and a greater portion of eagerness!

What Braydon desired was definitely a treasure!

In the entire Song, what did Braydon yearn for?

It was most definitely the fate of Song!

He wanted to get his hands on it!

“Brother, I’m hungry!” The little fool walked over and mumbled.

“If you’re hungry, go find some food yourself. Don’t go far.”

Braydon sent Luke Yates away with a simple sentence.

In the blink of an eye, Luke had forgotten that he was almost killed by the chaos pinnacle gatekeeper of Song. He started to wander around the Junko Island again to find something to eat.

He was leading the donkey, his entire body exuding a carefree aura.

Braydon had his eyes closed, deep in thought.

Dexter didn’t go far. He noticed Woo Hoon’s departure and went to Braydon’s side in a flash. He said softly, “Family Leader, we can’t let this kid go. I can see that his vitality is no weaker than 7,000 Na, and he’s good at enduring. If he is kept alive in the future, he’ll definitely cause a disaster. Why don’t we eliminate him now?”

“I want to use him to attract the fate of Song.”

Braydon stated his purpose.

Dexter was a sovereign pinnacle, so he was knowledgeable. But at this moment, he was surprised and asked, “On the peak of Mount Tanish, you carried ten layers of the national fate of Hansworth. Song is just a small place. Its national fate is not strong!”

The national fate of Song was completely different from the ten layers of national fate that Braydon had carried.

Yet, Braydon had taken a fancy to the fate of Song!

Regarding Dexter’s doubts.

Braydon opened his eyes. A hint of coldness appeared in his deep eyes. He said softly, “If you want to suppress a hundred countries, you will definitely have to suppress the heavens!”

He was the Heaven-Suppressing King, Braydon Neal!

Last year, when Braydon was conferred the title of Garrison King on Mount Tanish, he had asked his teacher, Martial Emperor Yanagi, if there were any Heaven-Suppressing Kings in the world.

At that time, the 1,000 pinnacles outside the borders were also present.

Braydon had openly declared that he would become the Heaven-Suppressing King in the future!

The Northern King never spoke empty words.

Now that Braydon had become the Garrison King, he ruled the world alone. His martial arts were even more terrifying.

Braydon didn’t stop moving forward.

In the thousand years of history of the world, there had never been a Heaven-Suppressing King.

Braydon had paved a heaven-suppressing martial arts path.

This was the reason why Braydon had come to the border!

Walking the heaven-suppressing martial arts path meant that he would plunder the fate of a hundred countries to achieve his own success.

He would hold the fate of a hundred countries in his hands.

How ambitious!

What Braydon was doing was something that the martial artists of the same generation did not even dare to imagine.

Dexter and Fenton stood at the side and looked at each other. They saw the horror in each other’s eyes.

This monstrous young family leader of his was truly heaven-defying!