The Strongest War God

452  Great Talent, Westley Hader

There was only one purpose for all these things.

Tonight, they would kill their way through Chifu Island.

Braydon Neal raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. Tobey Lapras was pouring wine beside him.

Braydon drank it all in one gulp and said softly, "Dragon City has issued four orders to stop the battle and retreat to Ludwig. Dragon City can ignore tonight's casualties...

"But I care. Thousands of old soldiers from Ludwig have died. How tragic!

"They were protected by me and could have lived a life of wealth. They could have died of old age and lived in peace, but they chose to die.

"They died to do their last bit to recover the islands of Ludwig!

"Such loyalty, and you call them rebels!

"How ridiculous is it for you to say that they are the remnants of evil?

"The death of these old men is a slap to Dragon City's face. If this matter is announced to the public, Dragon City's nine departments and twenty-four divisions will be nailed to the pillar of shame by the people!"

...

Braydon said softly.

Dragon City did not care about the death of these old subordinates of Ludwig.

They did not care about Cesar Lichtman's death.

But Braydon cared!

Raymond Josten stood at the side trembling with fear even though Braydon sounded calm.

Raymond was not stupid. He could feel the terrifying killing intent in Braydon's heart!

Braydon's thin lips moved slightly. "I've received the state's order...

"But I don't intend to do as it says. What do you think about that?"

Braydon looked at Raymond with a smile as bright as the spring breeze.

Raymond's face turned green, and he cursed in his heart. Why are you asking me, a messenger, about this?

Do I dare to answer?

If he did not give a good answer, Braydon would kill him!

If he did give a good answer, Dragon City would kill him!

He would die anyway.

Raymond knelt on the ground and said with tears in his eyes, "Lord Northern King, I'm just an errand boy. Please don't make things difficult for me!"

Braydon smiled and gently placed the fake decree on the table.

He downed the wine in the glass.

As Braydon's seven-foot-tall body danced in the wind, the white light on his body turned into a beam of light that shot into the sky.

Immediately after.

Was this another technique?

The faces of the people from Banko, who were watching Braydon eat and drink, turned pale.

This supreme divine aura was way too oppressive.

At this moment, Braydon was like a young deity!

A banished immortal who ruled the mortal world inevitably made people feel inferior.

Braydon's voice resounded through the heavens and earth. His majestic voice scared everyone silly.

"Killing a million soldiers of the thief country, the sword shall be laced with the stench of blood!"

Those who trespassed on their land would all be killed!

Braydon raised his left hand and used the technique.

He drew a talisman in the air.

It was the Mount Sino Sword Talisman.

The moment the talisman was formed, a light sword appeared in the night.

Braydon's thin lips moved slightly, and he slowly said, "The sword is a killing weapon. Why should it not show its sharpness?!"

Swoosh!

The moment the radiant sword appeared, it turned into a stream of light and attacked the people in front of it.

Killing the enemies' important figures.

Who else was left in Banko?

Only by doing so could they be severely crippled!

Braydon did not kill one person every ten steps.

Instead, he killed a hundred people in a casual manner.

The sword formed by the Mount Sino Sword Talisman turned into a stream of light and began to slash at the enemy!

Braydon was like a shooting star, killing three people with one step, pushing three hundred miles straight to Chifu Palace!

"Stop him!" someone shouted angrily." He's going to Chifu Palace!"

"What are you going to use to stop me? Thousand Feathers Technique, activate!"

Westley Hader took a step out, his black cloud flying feather robe fluttering from the inside out. A pure and holy aura filled the entire place.

His aura was like that of a banished immortal, and his power was like a mountain!

He was the third son of the north, Westley Hader.

The current governor!

He was in charge of the Dragon City garrison!

Today, Westley would use his combat strength to demonstrate what it meant to be unparalleled in the world.

He used one of the forbidden techniques!

Feather technique!

The last three of the eight techniques were all forbidden.

It was not as simple as the pinnacle of martial arts.

Westley displayed the feather technique, and his entire body emitted white light. He was like a young deity standing in the dark night, causing people to inevitably feel reverence for him.

Even Braydon found it hard to control the feather technique.

Not to mention Westley, who had never used the feather technique in the past few years.

The number of times he used it was extremely small.

He had mastered the feather technique, but the outside world knew little about it.

Westley's eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness as he used the forbidden technique. It was as if he viewed everything in front of him as nothing.

A high and mighty pressure.

It suppressed everyone present!

Westley instantly moved!

Moving like lightning, he held the black cold sword in his hand and activated the killing technique!

On the coastline, the 500-plus high-ranking figures of Banko were all shocked.

They had already reached their limit by blocking Braydon.

Now, another genius had appeared.

The owner of the black cloud flying fish robe had a fearsome reputation hundreds of years ago. He was a figure on par with the owner of the gilded dragon robe.

"Force like a sword, a pinnacle combat technique!"

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The faces of the people in front were pale.

Westley had inherited the black cloud flying fish robe, so how could he be an ordinary person?

He used his full strength to execute the feather technique.

Westley's abilities and speed had increased tremendously, including his strength and reaction speed.

The pleasure of increasing one's strengthwas very addictive.

If a person's willpower was not strong enough, they would be immersed in it and continuously use the feather technique. Their strength would continuously increase within a short period of time.

The final outcome would definitely be ascension!

They would turn into ashes.

They would completely disappear from the world.

Westley had been silent for several years, and now he was killing people in the northern part of Chifu Island.

A shocking killing aura.

He slashed across the night and killed seven experts from Banko.

Without exception, they were all important officials of Chifu Palace.

In a flash, Syrus Yanagi was like a true dragon, like a young king, as he took a step forward, and his force was like a sword, cutting down many enemies in front of him!

"Force like a sword, a pinnacle combat technique!"

The faces of the people in front were pale.

The people that appeared were each more terrifying than the last.

Even a ninth-level king could not contend against them.

Look at the four people who came tonight. What kind of prodigies were they?

These were the most outstanding people of the younger generation in Togo.

A total of three generals!

Tobey's talent was actually at the level of a general.

Although he was the deputy commander of the royal guards, he was also a half-step pinnacle.

The royal guards had two pinnacles.

He was a legend!

Braydon took the lead and activated eight techniques. He drank some strong wine in this rainy night.

He was dressed in white and broke through the northern defense line of Chifu Island.

The 12 armies of Banko and the 500-odd ministers set up 12 lines of defense.

But they could not stop this young Northern King!

In front of the first line of defense.

The first legion of Banko's military headquarters was stationed there.