The Strongest War God - Chapter 1051:
Chapter 1051: Untying the Dead Knot
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“You’re a big shot, yet you’re afraid that I’ll trick you?”
Braydon Neal smiled faintly, causing Channing Lestrange’s hair to stand on end.
He felt that Braydon was not a good person.
He couldn’t tell exactly how he felt, but Channing felt that people like Braydon were really dangerous.
According to Channing’s evaluation, this was a calm madman with a very charismatic personality. The things he did were always above his peers.
“What are you here to verify?” Channing asked curiously.
“Follow me.”
Braydon stood up calmly and left the courtyard in a flash.
He left Lume Island and walked on the sea, arriving at the territory of Marshland.
After several months, Braydon once again descended upon Marshland.
Channing was curious about what Braydon was trying to prove.
At the same time, in a retro palace in the capital of Marshland.
Leocadio Delgado, who was originally the prince of Marshland, was sitting at the head of the hall in a robe embroidered with a purple and gold dragon.
There was no doubt that Leocadio was now in charge of Marshland.
He was the new ruler.
In the hall, the officials were discussing state affairs.
“He’s here!” Leocadio’s eyes gleamed as he said hoarsely.
Everyone in the hall was stunned, not knowing who Leocadio was talking about.
However, a white-robed youth slowly appeared outside the palace. It was King Braydon.
He had arrived!
Everyone was silent.
Pin-drop silence.
The higher-ups of Marshland were no strangers to Braydon.
A few months ago, this ruthless person descended upon Marshland and forcefully took the fate of Marshland.
Ever since that incident, Marshland had completely stopped all activities.
However, Leocadio did not expect that Braydon would come again after just a few months.
Was he still not going to let Marshland go?
“The Garrison King has arrived. How can there be no response?” Leocadio suddenly stood up and said in a low voice.
“Greetings, Northern King!”
For the foreign martial artists, the most terrifying words were still ‘Northern King’.
The two words ‘Northern King’ were a fierce name forged with blood.
Braydon stepped into the hall with his hands behind his back. “Did a large number of talented martial artists emerge in Marshland in the past few months?” he asked softly.
“Yes, sir!”
Leocadio admitted.
This was because the Northern Army’s hidden agents were spread all over the world. There were definitely hidden agents in Marshland.
Therefore, they could not hide anything from the Northern King.
Braydon walked into the hall and looked at the high seat of honor in the distance. It was originally Leocadio’s seat, but it was also the seat of the ruler of the country.
Braydon calmly walked over and sat on it.
There were over a hundred higher-ups in Marshland, and they were all shocked and furious.
What did King Braydon mean by doing this?
Leocadio raised his left hand and signaled for everyone to stay put.
Braydon sat at the head of the table openly. He took out the Northern King Sword from his waist and gently placed it to the side, as if he had returned to his own home. His thin body sat in this position, faintly emitting a domineering pressure.
His aura quietly filled the entire place.
Channing followed along and was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
He was really shocked.
Wasn’t Braydon the Garrison King of Hansworth?
How could he sit in such a supreme position in a small country outside the borders?
This was clearly not right!
Everyone looked up at Braydon.
Braydon said softly, “I am carrying the fate of Marshland. In just a few months, my strength has increased by several times. The fate of Hansworth has also increased by several times. Marshland should have the same change.”
“All the martial artists of Marshland have to thank Your Highness!”
Leocadio clenched his fists tightly. He could not help but recall what happened that night.
He had failed to carry the national fate, and Braydon had replaced him, directly taking the fate of the country into his body.
To Leocadio, this was a lifelong shadow.
Braydon closed his eyes and said softly, “I can feel that the fate of Marshland is four times stronger than that night. What does this mean?”
“It means that the country is about to prosper, and the fate of the country has reached a peak that has not been seen in a thousand years.”
Leocadio knew very well what the prosperity of the country represented.
It meant blessing to the people.
It would be easier for martial artists to break through, and martial arts would definitely flourish. In a few years, a large number of pinnacle martial artists would definitely be born.
It was very likely that supreme pinnacles would be born.
Although there was no supreme pinnacle path for martial artists in the world to take, the path of martial arts had to be paved by themselves!
The ancients did not leave behind the path of the supreme pinnacle, but where did the path come from?
It was paved by the supreme pinnacles themselves.
The golden age of the modern era had arrived. There was no reason for martial artists not to walk a new path of martial arts.
Leocadio stood below. He was more like an official. He asked bluntly, “Your Highness, if there’s anything you need, just tell us.”
Braydon smiled lightly and looked at Leocadio without saying a word.
The hall fell silent again.
They could only faintly hear each other’s breathing.
Leocadio’s face was cold.
Channing was watching from the side, secretly clicking his tongue. He was very curious about what Braydon had done to this small country.
Otherwise, why would this group of people be so afraid of him?
Braydon leaned lazily on the chair. His left hand propped up half of his face. He said lazily, “I’ve been feeling down recently. I came out to relax. I wanted to come over and have a chat.”
“There are nearly 100 million people in Marshland. They won’t agree to you sitting in this position!”
Leocadio seemed to be thinking too much.
He thought that Braydon wanted to replace him.
That he wanted to become the next ruler of Marshland.
Channing’s eyes were wide open as he listened. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Actually, Channing had already suspected that Braydon had such thoughts.
Braydon squinted his eyes and yawned. “Marshland is a small place after all. Do you think I’ll be interested in this position?” he said lazily.
“Then, what do you want?”
Leocadio stared at Braydon.
Braydon closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
These days, he had been troubled by Channing’s matter and had not had a good rest.
It was a good time to close his eyes and sleep for a while.
However, Braydon, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly released a layer of purple mist.
He was cultivating the Great Void of Kylo Art.
Leocadio clenched his fists and said in a low voice, “All of you, leave!”
“Yes, sir!”
Everyone retreated.
Leocadio looked at Braydon, who was resting. He said in a serious voice, “There are no outsiders here. Even if there are, they are people you brought here with you. Tell me, what do you want?”
“I want you to attract the fate of the country again!”
Braydon opened his eyes, but they were purple.
His purple eyes revealed a terrifying ambition.
This was the first time Braydon had been distracted while cultivating the Great Void of Kylo Art.
He was cultivating the Great Void of Kylo Art while talking to others.
“What?” Leocadio was shocked. “This is impossible!”
Braydon, however, appeared much calmer. “If I die, the fate of Marshland will decline. If I live, I will help the fate of Marshland flourish.”
“I know!”
Leocadio obviously knew what Braydon meant.
Ever since Braydon carried the fate of Marshland, Marshland had been tamed by Braydon.
As long as Braydon was alive, Marshland would never dare to invade the Ludwig border.
This was a dead end.
