The Strongest War God

Chapter 603 - 603: Talented Junior, King Braydon!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

If he, Braydon Neal, reached the pinnacle realm, the capital would rush him to Mount Tanish that very night to place the fate of the country on Braydon’s shoulders.

Carrying the fate of the country meant being alone; a thousand years of loneliness!

At that time, Braydon was only seventeen years old.

Braydon was the son of Hansworth!

Who in the world could be friends with the son of Hansworth?

What kind of woman could be worthy of His Highness, the Northern King?

No one!

Braydon liked to wear plain clothes because he liked the meaning behind them.

A commoner with plain clothes and no official position could make Braydon’s life easier and more casual.

But now, everyone in the world was forcing Braydon to lead a life he did not want!

The ruler was forcing Braydon to do what he did not want.

Duke Dominic Lowe and Prime Minister Barrett Yearwood were all pressuring

Braydon.

Everyone was forcing Braydon to carry the fate of the country.

The ghost-masked youth, Skylar Neal, turned around and pulled out the cold sword from Westley Hader’s waist and said to Barrett indifferently, “Old man, if you say another word to disturb my brother, I will kill you!”

Eggy would do what he said!

Jonah Shaw turned around and struck out a palm strike, landing on Barrett’s chest. He said coldly, “What nonsense are you talking about? Kill him. Whether my brother goes to Mount Tanish or not, is it up to you, a person with ill intentions, to decide?”

The palm almost broke Barrett’s heart meridian.

“Stop! Stop killing your own people!” Quinten Kelly shouted angrily.

“Killing my own people? You are not my people, so this doesn’t count as killing my people!”

Westley said calmly.

Tobey Lapras held his sword in his hand and said coldly, “Everyone in the world is my enemy except for the people of the Northern Army. Those who belong to Northern Army can only trust their comrades.”

This was the aftereffect of the incident with the Ludwig Army!

Syrus Yanagi let out a breath of turbid air and pulled Quinten back, saying softly, “Quinten, stop. Barrett has bad intentions regarding the incident at the snowvy cliff today. He has been guarding the snowvy cliff for fifty years. Don’t tell me that he doesn’t know the secret of the ancient bronze door!

“And the Maxwell family definitely know, but they refuse to say a word! “He has the ambition of a wolf. It won’t be wrong to kill him!”

Syrus pulled Quinten back and told him not to get involved in the current situation.

Jonah looked at his brother Braydon, his gaze faintly worried as he said, “There’s something wrong with my brother! ” “In his heart, he still has some resistance to being conferred the titles!”

Eggy Imew Braydon the best and said hoarsely.

They had no say in this matter.

As long as Braydon refused to be conferred the titles, Eggy and Jonah would definitely support their brother.

But now.

Braydon stood on the snovvy cliff and slashed the ten-meter-long sword light with his sword. He used his overpowering blade to the extreme, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he said, “If you all want to see the fate of our country being placed on my shoulders, why wait until the day of Mount Tanish official rite ceremony?”

“What?”

Colson Morales was shocked, and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Jonah and the others could not help but look at him.

Braydon, who was like a bright moon in the sky, slashed his right palm with his sword. Blood splattered as he pointed at the sky. His voice resounded through the world, “Don’t you want to hear me swear an oath between heaven and earth to attract the fate of the country upon me?

“Today, I’ll do as you wish. What’s the harm?

“Today, I will sacrifice my blood to the world. I will live the rest of my life and protect Hansworth for 2,000 years!

“If I am here, I will be the ruler of the world!

“I will protect my country and ensure the stability of the country!

“Today, I will attract the fate of Hansworth and carry it with me.”

Braydon stood between heaven and earth. When he was 17 years old, he was already a king.

It was just that the scale of that incident was not large, so outsiders did not know about it.

Ever since then, Braydon felt something.

At this moment, Braydon’s voice echoed through the world.

An invisible ripple descended from the sky.

The formless aura calmed everyone’s hearts. They felt especially comfortable, and their killing intent dissipated.

However, Braydon was silent. He waved his sword with his left hand and slashed through the world, cutting through the invisible aura fluctuation.

The year Braydon was crowned king, he carried some of the country’s fate with him.

He knew what kind of aura it was and what kind of power it was.

It was obvious that the energy that permeated the world was not what Braydon wanted.

This was a blessing from the heavens!

To be bestowed upon a prodigy like Braydon.

However, Braydon broke it with a single slash, and his white clothes were not stained at all.

Braydon said indifferently, “I stand between heaven and earth. I don’t respect heaven and earth, nor do I fear ghosts and Gods. I only believe in the sword in my hand. I believe in the concept of killing as protection. Why do I need God’s charity?!”

The fate of a nation and the favor of the heavens were two different things!

Braydon’s tyrannical and arrogant way of being a man was as such. Jonah’s personality was not only cold, but also rather tyrannical.

30% inferior!

When Braydon was young and tyrannical, he was able to beat Jonah and his brothers until they questioned life itself.

Colson was a little jealous. That was a blessing from heaven and earth. It was a blessing for martial artists to open their seven orifices, allowing them to hear clearly and see clearly. It would greatly increase their comprehension ability and make them the most terrifying martial arts genius.

From then on, they would have an exponential growth in their cultivation.

It was extremely terrifying!

Only the most outstanding prodigies in the world could receive the blessings of heaven and earth.

However, Braydon had killed it with a single slash. There was no need for that at all.

In the next moment, a magnificent fluctuation descended from the sky. That was the fate of the nation.

The fate of the nation was formless and unwavering!

The fate of the nation descended, as vast as the sky, pressing down on the snowvy cliff for a hundred miles. Plants and trees all bent their backs.

The world fell silent.

Birds dared not sing, beasts dared not roar.

No one dared to speak.

Braydon, who was standing in the sky, felt as if his head had been hit hard. The invisible fate of the nation made Braydon’s face pale, as if a heavy burden had fallen on his shoulders.

It weighed a thousand pounds!

The fate of the country was vast and mighty, supported by the heavens and earth.

If a martial artist wanted to carry it with his own body, he needed to have the courage to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, and more importantly, he needed to be a Qilin among men.

More importantly, he had to make great contributions!

Braydon fulfilled all of these conditions!

Braydon stood in the sky, but his body was sinking.

The invisible fate of the country continued to descend, causing Braydon’s body to sink.

Thousands of peerless sword energies whistled over.

In the end, all the sword energies were bounced off!

Nothing within ten meters of Braydon could enter.

This was the blessing of the country.

The fate of the country that was carried by heaven and earth was now carried by Braydon himself.

When Braydon landed at the bottom of the snowy cliff, the tip of his toes tapped the ground lightly. An invisible wave spread outward, sweeping the dust on the ground like a sandstorm.

Whoosh!

At this moment, everyone’s eardrums hurt, and there was a ringing sound.

The fate of the country entering his body was ten times thicker than the fate of the country when Braydon was crowned king at the age of seventeen!

It was a moment of national fortune.

Braydon was using this power to comprehend his pinnacle path.

Braydon’s pinnacle path was not the eight techniques.

It was the national path!

The national fate path was Braydon’s pinnacle path.

What boldness!

The fate of the country contained the hope of the one billion people in Hansworth and turned it into his own pinnacle path.

How terrifying would it be?

Nobody knew!

However, Braydon was indeed taking this path.

This pinnacle martial arts path that was above all the martial artists in the world belonged to Braydon.

At this moment, Braydon broke through the shackles of a ninth-level king.

He was half a step into the pinnacle realm!

Braydon’s aura was as vast as the heavens and earth.. He roared in the wild, his voice rumbling as he said. “The sun. the moon. and the stars will exist forever. and the country of Hansworth will exist forever!”