The Strongest War God

Chapter 743: Today, He is Filled with Murderous Intent!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Moreover, the children of the north grew up on horseback and were not interested in mechanical riding tools.

Braydon stepped on the wind, holding the Overlord Formation-breaking Spear in his hand as he descended upon a large city in Namar.

The city was called Halstead, with a permanent population of 8 to 9 million people. Including the floating population, there were more than 10 million people!

Braydon had no qualms.

This was Namar, not Hansworth.

Revealing oneself in front of the public was a martial artist’s taboo. Today, Braydon had broken this taboo in Namar.

As for the International Arbitration Council, if they wanted to punish Braydon, they could go to Hansworth.

Most importantly, would the people from the International Arbitration Council still dare to go to Hansworth?

Don’t forget, Braydon pushed for Jonah Shaw to be the War God of Hansworth!

The new War God Jonah had a deep grudge against the International Arbitration Council.

The International Arbitration Council had arrested Jonah three times and sentenced him to more than 100 years in prison.

The people of the Northern Army remembered all these old scores!

In Halstead, the streets were filled with traffic. It was a modern city. The white-collar workers in the city who were in a hurry and the lazy cleaners who were slacking off all raised their heads at the same time, their eyes revealing shock.

Then, it was followed by screams of horror!

For ordinary people, they had never come into contact with martial artists.

But today, they were seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

In the sky, the white-robed youth was like a banished immortal. He held a black spear and stepped in the air, hovering above the city.

It caused the anger of all the martial artists in Halstead.

There was actually someone who dared to publicly display the strength of a martial artist in front of the public in broad daylight.

This was a taboo!

This was a taboo in every country.

Every country had sealed off any information regarding martial artists from ordinary people. No information had been leaked.

That was because ordinary people and martial artists were people from two completely different worlds.

Once the matter of martial artists was made public, it would definitely cause panic among ordinary people.

At that time, chaos would definitely arise among the people, and public opinion would definitely go out of control.

None of the countries wanted to see such a situation.

However, Braydon had broken this rule.

Today, Braydon was going to make Namar fall into chaos.

Braydon stood above the city and smiled faintly. “This is my first time here, and I don’t know the rules. Please forgive me!”

“Impudent! As a martial artist, how dare you reveal the world of martial artists to the public? If it causes a huge commotion, according to the rules of the International Arbitration Council, it is certain death for you!”

In a hidden street in Halstead, there was a faint king pressure and an

extremely angry voice.

Braydon held the spear in his left hand and raised his right hand gently. He spread out his fingers and smiled faintly. “This is my first time here, and I want to kill someone!”

The martial arts technique, the palm!

Braydon had already reached the end of the martial arts path.

There were no mountains and rivers nearby.

Braydon used the power of national fate in him!

Don’t forget that Braydon had the fate of the country and had already undergone a huge change.

The moment Braydon raised his hand, a three-story bungalow on the hidden street was hit by an invisible force. A five-meter-tall palm print appeared.

The entire building was torn apart, killing the king inside.

The king was bleeding from his seven orifices and died a miserable death.

Someone immediately recognized Braydon’s attack and shouted angrily,

“Hansworth warlock?”

“We’re so familiar with each other, but you don’t seem to know who I am!”

Braydon’s left hand moved slightly, and the vitality in his entire body surged out. In his palm, it formed a budding lotus flower.

The flower technique!

With a single thought, flowers bloomed, and the nine states withered.

Today, Braydon was filled with murderous intent.

The lives of all the martial artists of Namar would be taken in return of Tanner Lynn’s death.

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Braydon’s vitality surged out, shocking the martial artists who appeared one after another on the spot.

There were tens of thousands of martial artists in Halstead.

After all, it was very normal for a large city with a population of ten million to nurture tens of thousands of martial artists.

Suddenly, a 70-year-old martial artist stared at the blood-colored lotus in Braydon’s palm and shouted in horror, “Vitality manifestation, high-level pinnacle!”

Swoosh!

In Halstead, the tens of thousands of martial artists were stunned.

The entire place was silent!

It was the first time that everyone had seen such a young pinnacle.

Don’t forget, the ban by Kylo had only been lifted yesterday.

Not all the pinnacles of the hundred countries had shown themselves yet.

The first batch of pinnacle martial artists who appeared had gathered at Mount Tanish last night, and a large number of them had died.

The martial artists of the outside world had never seen a pinnacle martial artist.

However, who would have thought that a pinnacle martial artist would appear out of nowhere today?

Moreover, he was a youth!

“Lord Pinnacle, there are international laws all over the world. Martial artists shouldn’t expose themselves to the world!” the 70-year-old martial artist said in horror.

“Lord Pinnacle? I prefer that you call me Lord Northern King!”

Braydon flicked his fingers and chuckled.

Everyone was shocked!

What did he mean?

The 70-year-old man’s eyes were dull as he muttered, “Lord Northern King?

The moment the last three words left his mouth, the entire crowd fell into chaos.

Even the people of Namar were terrified.

Braydon was distorted and publicized by the hundred countries outside the borders as a demon king with blood on his hands, so he had a terrible reputation.

This was negative publicity!

Who would have thought that the son of Hansworth, Braydon, would had become the leader of Hansworth after carrying the fate of the country, was actually such a handsome young man in white.

Countless people were terrified.

Braydon said softly, “It’s a pity that you can’t call me Lord Northern King now. Since Sadie is injured, there will be no more Northern King Neal in the world!”

“But it doesn’t matter. Since you don’t know me, I’ll let you know who the king of the northern region is today!”

Braydon lowered his right hand, and the blood-colored lotus flower in his palm bloomed like a blood diamond!

The moment it bloomed, thousands of red lights pierced through the bodies of all the martial artists like sharp swords.

Braydon had only killed martial artists and had not harmed a single ordinary person from Namar!

“King Braydon, you’re a pinnacle martial artist. Why would you kill low-level martial artists like us?” the 70-year-old man said in fear.

“That’s right. If you have the guts, why not go to Linar? The pinnacles of Namar are in Linar!”

Someone was trying to goad Braydon into stopping.

However, every time Braydon laughed, someone would die. He said, “Today, I will definitely go to Linar. However, you won’t live to see it happen!

“Also, do you know the ironclad law of the Northern Army?

“Anyone who kills my Northern Army comrades will be my enemy, regardless of age, I will kill them all!

“I’ve tolerated you, the eight countries of the north, for ten years. For ten years, the armies of the eight countries have repeatedly invaded the borders of Hansworth. There are a hundred thousand tombs at the foot of Mount Bliz, and all of them are the children of the Northern Army!

“When killing all of you, there is no such thing as conscience nor differentiation between good and evil!”

Ever since Sadie Dudley was injured, Braydon had long been enraged. His heart was filled with killing intent, and he had been suppressing it until today. He turned around and ordered, “Where is the Northern King’s cavalry?” “The Northern King’s cavalry will follow the commander to the death!”

The 72 people wearing black scarves shouted in unison.

Braydon pointed his spear at Halstead and shouted, “Slaughter half of the city!”