The Strongest War God

Chapter 960: I’ll Wipe Out the Entire Country of Song!

Chapter 960: I’ll Wipe Out the Entire Country of Song!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Braydon Neal had just finished speaking.

However, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky!

The lightning bolt was as big as a python, and it was a hundred meters long.

Braydon, who was originally indifferent, suddenly emitted a white light!

Eight pinnacle technique, all unleashed!

He activated the martial arts technique.

Braydon placed his right hand behind his back and raised his left hand, unleashing an even more terrifying martial arts technique.

Martial arts technique, Five Thunder!

Braydon’s palm was filled with lightning, and he released it into the sky.

The night was as bright as day.

The two lightning strikes collided, as if the heavens were furious.

“If you’re not willing to lend it to me, then I’ll have to take it myself!” Braydon said softly.

This light sentence was King Braydon’s style.

Taking it himself?

If he did not want to give the national fate of Song to him, then Braydon would snatch it from him!

For the sake of this heaven-suppressing martial arts path, for the prosperity of Hansworth, no one could stop Braydon!

Song Woo Hoon’s eyes were bloodshot. “Braydon Neal! How dare you!” he roared.

“Why wouldn’t I dare!”

Braydon flew into the sky with his hands behind his back. He stepped into the dark night and said softly with his eyes closed, “Break through the spiritual aperture and absorb the river of vitality. In the human world, I will be invincible. Absorb!”

A faint light was released from between his eyebrows.

That was a spiritual aperture!

The spiritual energy in his spiritual aperture burst out once again.

With the fate of Song above his head, Braydon used some of his secret techniques to merge with the world and forcibly absorb the fate of the nation in the night sky.

Braydon absorbed the fate of Song into his body.

At this moment.

Braydon’s aura was like heaven and earth.

Aura as vast as the heavens, dominating the human world alone.

Braydon closed his eyes and stepped into the night. The blood in his body was slightly agitated.

The fate of Song entered Braydon’s body.

A formless and colorless power.

A pillar of light slowly appeared above Braydon’s head.

The pillar of light was as thick as a bucket and shot straight into the dome.

Perhaps this was the light pillar of fate.

He was the only one with such a prosperous fate!

Dexter Jansky was shocked. “I’ve been practicing martial arts for 300 years. I have seen all kinds of strange things in the human world, but I’ve never seen someone like you who has the fate of heaven and earth!”

“A person’s fate is as thin as a cow’s hair. For those who are extraordinary, their fate is as thin as a chopstick. However, the fate of the young family leader is much too strong.”

Fenton Jansky’s eyes were filled with horror.

Back then, Braydon had displayed shocking talent. Someone had said that such a young man would definitely be envied by the heavens and die young.

But Braydon did not die young!

He was not affected by external objects at all.

At this moment, perhaps Dexter and the others understood the logic behind it.

How could a proud son of heaven with such fate die young!

The light pillar of fate on his body was comparable to a country’s fate.

This was probably the pillar of the country’s fate!

Using a mortal body to carry the fate of the country was a legendary move. The benefits were difficult for outsiders to figure out.

Braydon stood on the altar with his hands behind his back. “The heavenly fate pillar of the nation has finally been completed!” he said with a smile.

“Patriarch, you…”

Dexter went to the altar and noticed that Braydon seemed to be a little different from before.

Braydon said calmly, “When I was seventeen, I was on Mount Bliz of the northern desert. I suppressed my body for many years until I reached the pinnacle realm on Mount Tanish. Only then did I release the suppression. After that, I underwent the Spirit Awakening Ceremony in Lenver, but I was still unable to fully release my body. There had always been a faint suppressive force surrounding my body!”

In ancient times, many prodigies did not want to break through. They suppressed themselves and accumulated their strength.

However, a small portion of them discovered that they had been suppressing themselves for a long time, causing them to be trapped in their original realm and unable to break through for the rest of their lives, forming a bottleneck that trapped them.

Any martial artist who did not cultivate according to common sense would definitely have to pay the price.

Braydon was no exception!

“Has the suppression on your body disappeared?” Decter asked.

Braydon nodded slightly. The moment the pillar of national fate erupted, he had broken through all the suppression.

In the next moment.

Braydon raised his left hand. A dense mist appeared on his left hand and slowly transformed into an invisible long blade.

The sword was three feet long. It was shapeless and colorless!

When the sword appeared.

Dexter Jansky sensed a hint of danger. His eyes were sharp as he exclaimed, “This is…”

“National fate sword!”

Braydon waved his left hand gently.

The invisible sword in his left hand landed on the stone steps.

Crack!

The entire 100-meter stone steps were split into two on the spot.

The power of a single strike.

Everyone could faintly feel the might of the heavens.

This attack meant that Braydon had mastered the third power.

The power of national fate!

Braydon could already control the power of the country’s fate and use it for himself. He could even turn it into a sword.

Don’t forget, last year, Sadie Dudley almost lost her life under the national fate sword on the peak of Mount Tanish.

The might of the sword was incomparably terrifying.

After everything was done.

Braydon walked down from the altar and looked at the pale Woo Hoon. He said with a faint smile, “I’ve already obtained the fate of Song. There’s no longer any need to kill you. Tonight, I’ll give you a chance. Bring your father’s head to me, and I guarantee that Song will not have any war for a hundred years!”

Braydon said softly.

It contained several meanings.

As an outsider, he had taken the fate of Song and used it on himself. He had stepped onto the heaven-suppressing path. He did not kill Woo Hoon as a form of intimidation!

And Braydon had asked Woo Hoon to personally take his father’s head.

It was revenge!

Forty years ago, hundreds of thousands of men from the Ludwig Army were plotted against. Almost all of them died in the Ludwig Mountain Range.

Today, the Ludwig Mountain Range was a mountain of bones!

One had to know that the Northern Army’s predecessor was the Ludwig Army.

The men of Ludwig were all martyrs.

How could Braydon not seek revenge for this blood feud?

It was Song, Marshland, and Banko that started the Ludwig War.

Both Hiroshi Takaeda and Hanzo Takaeda of Banko had been killed by Braydon’s sword. The ruler of Song would not be able to escape from this punishment.

Woo Hoon clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were red as he said hoarsely, “Don’t even think about it!”

“If I were you, I would consider my words seriously for the future of Song.”

Braydon raised his hand, and his vitality turned into a throne. He sat down calmly.

Woo Hoon had no choice!

Song had no other choice.

In the past hundred years, Song had been very ambitious. They had openly invaded the border of Ludwig of Hansworth several times, and their hands are stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Northern Army.

If he wanted Braydon to feel bad for them, then who would be the ones who felt bad for the soldiers of the Northern Army?

Those young people in their prime were all heroic men. They had parents and families at home waiting for them to return home for a reunion.

However, in order to guard the national gate, they were willing to die, spilling blood at the border and dying there.

Tonight, Braydon wanted Song Sang Jun dead!

The ruler of Song was Song Sang Jun!

Braydon wanted to settle the accounts!

The Northern Army was full of ruthless people.

Woo Hoon knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with despair. He had no intention of fighting Braydon!

“Do you know that what you’ve done tonight is going to be a national feud? A feud that will last for generations!” he said hoarsely.

“I’ll say it again. Tonight, I’ll wipe out the entire country of Song!”

Braydon sat on the throne, his eyes flashing with a cold killing intent.

A killing aura quietly spread out.

He had provoked the Northern King.

The Northern King could do what he said!