The Strongest War God

Chapter 727: Sadie Dudley is Here!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Martial Emperor Yanagi’s words were filled with the love of an elder.

The simple-minded Luke Yates retorted in a low voice, “Forget it. Ginny went to me capital a rew aays ago ana was capturea DY me aarK annsmon. sne was locked up in the dark division’s underground prison!”

“Fools! Who did that?”

A hint of anger appeared on Martial Emperor Yanagi’s stern face. He looked at Syrus Yanagi sharply and asked what was going on.

Because in the capital, there was an ironclad law!The source of thɪs content is ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

That was, the family members of the War Gods at the border and the members of the nine departments were not to be dealt with.

This was because the capital had suffered such a loss before.

The War Gods guarding the border were all core generals of the Military

Department. They held great power and protected the peace of the people.

Yet someone touched the family of the War God at the border. What a joke!

Since ancient times, it was tough to have both loyalty and filial piety.

All the soldiers of the Military Department often felt guilty.

It was guilt that stemmed from what they owed their family.

If one were to touch the family members of these brave soldiers, a ruthless person like Jonah Shaw would mobilize the whole army to seek the person out. They would want an explanation from the capital.

Therefore, there was an ironclad law in the capital.

Any family member of the War Gods at the border, no matter what big mistake they had committed, had to be reported to the Central Bureau and be personally investigated by Duke Lowe before they could be arrested.

This was the rule!

It was very obvious that the capital’s dark division had broken the rules more than once.

And they even dared to capture the Northern King’s sister.

They must have a death wish!

With the personality of the people of the Northern Army, them coming out to resolve this matter would definitely result in bloodshed.

In fact, there was indeed blood!

The monkey Tristan Yandell had led the capital garrison and razed the dark division’s lair to the ground.

Syrus explained softly, “Earlier in the capital, the people from the dark division captured Ginny. Marvin Townsend and the others didn’t know about it. It was done by the subordinates.”

Martial Emperor Yanagi’s expression softened as he glanced at Sutton Wall.

With just one look, Sutton understood what it meant.

When the head of the internal officials returned to the capital, he would investigate this matter thoroughly. All the members of the dark division involved would not be able to escape death!

The capital’s ironclad law could not be trampled on.

There was another huge reason, which was Braydon Neal.

The capital had to give Braydon an explanation.

If Braydon was successfully conferred the title today, he would be the Garrison King and hold the Qilin Nation Protection Seal.

He was such an important figure.

Whoever dared to touch his family was courting death.

Ginny Neal stood on the ground, not wanting to be held. She pointed at Mount Tanish and asked curiously, “Sister Heather, look, is Big Brother going to come down the mountain?”

“He should be coming down soon!”

The beautiful girl standing at the side was Heather Sage.

Ever since she arrived, she had not said anything to anyone. She just stood quietly in the distance and watched Braydon’s official rite ceremony.

It was only today that Heather realized how stunning Braydon was and how shocking the power behind him was!

In all ot Hansworth, there was only one Northern King.

This sentence was not an exaggeration.

The leader of the younger generation was Braydon.

Heather’s light smile had a hint of a young girl’s worry.

Perhaps she now felt the pressure!

At that moment, Martial Emperor Yanagi said solemnly, “Braydon is carrying eight layers of national fate. He’s carrying all of them with his body. It won’t be easy for him to walk down Mount Tanish! ”

“The 1,000 pinnacle experts from outside the borders have come to kill the Northern King today. They were scared off by the eighth wave of national fate, but it doesn’t mean that they will leave willingly!”

Kieran Normand was standing at the side. He took a pill and used this time to heal his injuries.

Sawyer Quail and the others were recovering from their injuries and guarding against those foreign pinnacle experts.

However, in the dark night, a white girl’s figure appeared. Her voice was like the sound of nature, “Other than the three feet of snow under your feet, who in the world is worthy of white clothes!” Her voice was shallow.

It attracted everyone’s attention!

The girl who spoke was Lilith Jean.

She wrinkled her nose and descended upon Mount Tanish, saying unhappily, “Young Master, why isn’t my name on the Qilin ranking?”

“I’ll add you to the list!”

Braydon was the Qilin Lord and was in charge of the Qilin ranking. He decided who could enter the list.

Lilith’s name slowly appeared on the list.

It also meant that the eighth wave of national fate was successfully carried by Braydon with the help of the Qilin ranking.

Lilith smiled sweetly. With her hands behind her back, she said sneakily, “She’s here too!”

“Sadie ran down the mountain again?

Braydon’s eyes revealed a touch of tenderness.

In the end, Lilith placed her fair index finger on her cherry lips and said, “Shh, she’s over there. Don’t let anyone else know.”

Braydon followed Lilith’s finger and looked at the endless northern night.

He couldn’t see anything!

However, Braydon could feel that in the northern night sky, there was an otherworldly girl in a white dress quietly standing there and watching him. “Alright, Lilith, you may leave now!” Braydon sighed.

“Young Master, you have already received the eight layers of national fate. Aren’t you going to leave the mountain?” Lilith was dumbfounded.

Braydon’s next words stunned everyone.

“Who told you that there are only eight levels of national fate?” Braydon asked softly.

“There’s a ninth level? No way! The might of the country has already descended with the eighth wave of national fate. The ceremony has already ended!”

Lilith’s clear eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

That should be it!

Braydon had been bestowed with the fate of the country, so he could naturally sense it.

There were nine levels of national fate; not seven levels!

Bang!

Braydon’s left hand landed on Lilith’s waist.

With just one palm, a huge force sent Lilith away from the peak of Mount Tanish.

In just the next second, outline the ninth wave of national fate suddenly appeared.

The fate of the country was like a torrential rain, and the might of the country was like a knife. It stretched for 800 miles and enveloped the entire Mount

Tanish.

The entire place was silent.

At the foot of Mount Tanish, Martial Emperor Yanagi, who was wearing the nine-dragon supreme robe, said angrily, “The ninth wave of national fate?”

“How is that possible? Pfft!”

Zavier Leach spat out a mouthful of blood.

The eighth wave of national fate was already terrifying enough.

Now, the ninth layer of national fate had appeared.

The heavens wanted Braydon dead!

He was not given a way out.

The fate of the country was like a torrential rain, and the might of the country was like a heavenly blade. How could a martial artist with a body of flesh and blood withstand 800 miles of fate?

How was he to withstand the blade of national might?

With just one attack, Sawyer Quail and the others would probably be beheaded.

Braydon, who was on the altar, looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back and said softly, “How is this the fate of the country? This is a calamity! ”

This was a fatal calamity!

The fate of the country was like a calamity, and it wanted to kill Braydon!

Far away from Mount Tanish, the 1,000 pinnacle experts outside the borders were shocked. Someone said in a low voice, “The fate of the nation has turned into a calamity. How can the Northern King survive such a deadly situation?”

“Under the might of the heavens, he is but an ant!”

A black-robed martial artist who was hiding in the dark said coldly.

Another person said indifferently, “The ancient people of Hansworth focused on the right time, place, and conditions when they did things. For example, today, a thousand pinnacles from the hundred countries have joined forces to attack him. The only favorable condition he has today is the spot on which he stands.. Today, he will die!”