The Strongest War God - Chapter 1158
Chapter 1158: Little Fool Detonates the Golden Egg
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The howling moon wolf king that was about to attack Braydon Neal was struck by a kilometer-long thunderbolt.
The thunder, like a blade, carried the might of heaven.
It pierced through the back of the howling moon wolf king; it was killed instantly.
Braydon bathed in the thunder.
In this area, other martial artists were frantically fleeing.
The man in white robe shivered, horrified. “A great success level martial artist of a high ranking!”
“Could he be a successor to the martial arts?!”
“Damn it, the ruins in the entire South Pole are the birthplace of martial arts civilization. If this person emerges, it will surely stir up all major ruins.”
“The land of ruins exists for martial arts and perishes due to martial arts.”
“Among the major ruins, more than seventy percent of the special places only allow warlock martial artists to enter. If this person survives, he will become a new giant in the future.”
“You’re not thinking of killing him, are you?”
“Don’t forget, in the South Pole, apart from the seventy-two giants, there are also old geezers not weaker than the giants. They don’t care about worldly affairs, but their strength is terrifying!”
“But among those who killed the giants, there was the old Sword Immortal of Mount Sino!”
“This person must be from the Mount Sino sword lineage and have probably been nurtured with all the effort of Mount Sino. He is the hope of Mount Sino.”
“Do you dare to assassinate him in the ruins?”
“Have you all gone mad? Once this person falls in the ruins, the old Sword Immortal will definitely block the bronze gate of the ruins. No one will be allowed to leave until he kills all the martial artists here to accompany his disciple!”
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Dozens of figures were fleeing madly, and their heated discussion never ceased.
Everyone had their own background.
But no one dared to take advantage of the opportunity to attack Braydon.
Who would dare to strangle such a genius at birth?
In this world, the true son of heaven must have an extraordinary background and terrifying figures protecting them.
Who dared to kill someone like that?
Killing him would bring disaster to the entire sect.
At this moment, Braydon slaughtered all the spirit beasts without hindrance, ready to rescue Little Fool.
At the same time, Braydon also sensed that there were martial artists lurking in the shadows.
With his own strength, he slaughtered so many high-level spirit beasts.
These spirit beasts themselves were of astonishing value.
More than ten sixth-level spirit beasts had died here.
Someone would surely covet them.
With Jayven’s strength, he couldn’t defend this place at all.
He might even be killed, and all the spirit beast corpses might be taken away by someone.
Before leaving, Braydon said, “Jayven, I have contacted Tatum Munoz. He is already on his way and will personally bring you back.”
“Brother, be careful. I can take care of myself. In the South Pole, no one dares to kill the direct descendants of the giants!”
Although Jayven was a teenager, he was very intelligent and confident.
His grandfather was Graham Neal.
One of the seventy-two giants in the South Pole.
More importantly, Jayven’s grandfather was also a giant.
With two giants behind him, even in ruins or the wilderness, it was enough to deter those who secretly coveted what belonged to him.
After all, there were quite a few martial artists hidden in the dark.
Who dared to guarantee that if they were to take action to assassinate Jayven, others would not see it?
Once the news leaked out, very few families on the entire South Pole Island could bear the wrath of the two giants.
More importantly, before Braydon left, he contacted Tatum.
He was the person in charge of the 14th ancient city.
Who was Tatum?
He was a trusted confidant of a giant surnamed Yanagi.
Moreover, he was a supreme pinnacle.
Braydon could easily summon Tatum, indicating his status, which was not shallow in comparison to the giant Finley Yanagi.
It was important to note that this ruin belonged to the giant Finley.
Attacking someone on their turf was akin to inviting trouble!
In an instant, those in the shadows perceived that behind these two young people stood three giants.
Although the corpses of the sixth-level spirit beasts were valuable, they were not something that three giants could be easily provoked over.
Braydon’s speed suddenly increased, and he had already left.
Jayven Neal, with the dragon scale spirit beast, stealthily dismantled the corpses of the sixth-level spirit beasts.
At the same time, in this area, within a radius of eighty miles, all the spirit beasts were killed by lightning, and the scent of blood filled the air. It seemed dangerous, but it was actually very safe.
The scent of blood from a single spirit beast might attract a large number of spirit beasts to come and fight for food.
But what about the scent of blood from ten or a hundred spirit beasts?
No spirit beast would dare to approach within a hundred miles.
Spirit beasts, with awakened intelligence, possessed wisdom and fear.
The scent of blood from a large number of similar corpses gathered together would make these spirit beasts feel fear. It indicated that a terrifying creature was on a killing spree.
If they approached, they would die!
Therefore, these spirit beasts would flee from their original dwellings, away from the dangerous area.
Only when the astonishing scent of blood dissipated would other spirit beasts come to claim the territory.
In the distant dark gorge, there were black rats everywhere, each the size of a small calf, almost like they had become demons.
They covered the entire gorge, as far as the eye could see.
A young man, radiating golden light all over his body, held swords in both hands and relentlessly slaughtered the rat horde. Every swing of his blades resulted in numerous black rats dying.
However, these black rats seemed inexhaustible.
Among the Northern Army siblings, the only one with golden blood was Little Fool.
He roared, shouting, “Colton, you guys run! I’ll cover the rear.”
“We can’t escape. There are too many rats!”
Colton Jansky, who looked like a child, erupted with vitality, constantly turning the surrounding rat horde into ashes.
Tobey Lapras, too, had a pale face, with his vitality clearly overdrawn. His aura was already showing signs of weakness and exhaustion.
The three devils of the Northern Army were venturing out in the wilderness for the first time, yet they encountered a rat horde here.
They were indeed unlucky.
The most terrifying thing in the wilderness was these things.
Similar to ninth-level spirit beasts, those terrifying existences with high intelligence were frightening. They ignored low-level martial artists, treating them as ants and not even bothering to lift their feet to crush them.
Instead, it was these black rats and insects that were most frightening.
Once these creatures spread, they would devour everything.
Plant demons, spirit beasts, ancient cities, and more.
They would devour whatever was in their way.
Coupled with their terrifying reproductive capabilities, they could drag you to your death with their sheer numbers.
Most pinnacle-level martial artists would despair when faced with a rat horde.
Even in the ancient city, they would take it seriously, dispatching powerful experts to investigate and evaluate the rat horde. If it posed a threat to the ancient city, upper three ranking pinnacles would be mobilized to try to eliminate it in advance.
Otherwise, if the rat horde spread to the ancient city, it would be too late to act.
Little Fool carried three imperial decrees in him, and he usually feared those old geezers the least and was even less afraid of high-level experts.
This was because when high-level experts took action, it would activate the emperor’s phantom within Little Fool.
On the contrary, facing these rat hordes, which were individually weak but could erode their opponents with sheer numbers.
The imperial decrees within Little Fool’s body couldn’t be activated at all.
Tobey and the others now understood how dangerous the wilderness was.
The three of them were struggling and zigzagging around but realized that the night was filled with rat hordes.
Flying in the air would attract attacks from birds and spirit beasts.
The three of them were barely holding on.
