The Strongest War God - Chapter 313
Chapter 313: If There Are Any Unusual Movements, Head South Immediately
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This was to prevent Joseph Thomas from being unable to withstand the pain and moving around.
At this moment, Joseph’s eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. His entire body was covered in sweat.
If one were to observe carefully, one could see that the sweat flowing out of his body was flowing through his pores and expelling dark red stains.
These were the bone fragments of his legs. Braydon Neal had crushed them with his strength. They were ten times thinner than a strand of hair and were expelled by his body.
The methods of a great national doctor relied on king level strength for every step.
No wonder the ancient books recorded that if one wanted to become a great national doctor, one must first become a conferred king.
Without king level strength, one could forget about becoming a great national doctor.
Joseph’s voice was hoarse. “Brother Braydon, can I still practice martial arts after I’m cured?”
“If not, why would I let you suffer so much pain?”
Braydon’s calm words seemed to hold himself responsible for Joseph’s future.
At this moment, Joseph, whose face was covered in sweat, revealed a smile.
As long as he could cultivate martial arts in the future, it would be worth it no matter how much torture he had to endure.
He endured the pain and said hoarsely, “Brother Braydon, how did you deal with the Thompson Village?”
“I originally wanted to label all of them as rebels and kill them all, leaving no one alive!”
Braydon was indeed fond of Joseph, and he answered almost all of his questions.
In the end.
Sammy Dudley explained, “However, the thousands of people in the Thompson Village are ordinary people. The commander gave them a way out. The nine martial artists who attacked you, led by Sonny Thompson, were all killed on the spot.”
Joseph had expected this outcome.
With Braydon’s personality, he would never let those martial artists live.
Braydon helped Joseph reattach his broken bones without stopping. He kept releasing purple Qi to soothe the pain and reattach his broken bones.
The seventeen broken bones on his left leg were all reconnected. The bone fragments were shattered by the force and were expelled from his body along with his sweat.
The broken bones of the remaining right leg needed to be slowly reconnected. It was another difficult process.
Joseph endured it all.
The two spiritual herbs that Sammy had brought were crushed by Braydon and applied to his legs, nourishing them with spiritual power.
By the time he was done, the sky was already bright.
Scott Lionel and the others had awe in their eyes. The methods of a great national doctor were indeed beyond their imagination. He released his strength to heal and save people.
They had never seen it before.
Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, it was like opening the door to a new world for Scott and the others.
If they wanted to become a great national doctor, they must be crowned king.
Braydon put his hands behind his back and smiled. “The northern territory has the king-conferring techniques. Once you reach the War God realm, everyone can cultivate it. First, get conferred the title of king, then we can talk about becoming a great national doctor!”
“Yes, sir!”
Scott and the other twelve paid their respects to the northern army’s commander, Braydon Neal.
As the three fighter jets slowly moved.
White-clothed Qualls turned around and said, “Brother, there’s something strange going on on Ninth Brother’s side. The western army’s cavalry has been mobilized. They’re pointing their blades at Lume Island. Something big might happen later.”
“If Ninth Brother takes Lume Island by force, tell Cole and Luther that the first, second, and third legions will immediately go south and help the western army recover the 36 islands in Ludwig. If Banko starts a war, kill them and push the front line into their own country!”
Braydon’s voice was cold and filled with a murderous aura.
This was equivalent to an order!
White-clothed Qualls straightened his body and said seriously, “Understood!”
“Go back. If a war really breaks out on Ninth Brother’s side, there’s no need to worry, the northern army will help him.”
Braydon raised his left hand slightly, indicating for Yuri to board the plane.
The three black fighter jets activated their anti-gravity devices and slowly rose into the air.
As the fighter jet’s engine started, it circled three times above the Neal family’s manor before rushing into the clouds and returning to the northern region.
Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, looking as calm as ever.
Even though he heard that the western army was going to attack Lume Island, he was still as calm as ever.
The western army had a total of 300,000 cavalry, and Banko had mobilized 500,000 elite border guards to camp on Lume Island.
Once the two sides started fighting, the number of people would exceed 800,000, which was no small matter.
It would involve many things.
Braydon’s stance was very simple.
As long as Joshua Mandor seized the opportunity, they would have a reason to take back Lume Island.
The northern army would immediately head south and send troops to Ludwig to destroy Banko and take back all 36 islands in Ludwig.
Ever since Braydon was conferred king, it had been many years since the northern army engaged in a large-scale battle.
In just a few years, the overall strength of the region had risen to a whole new level.
The people of the northern army were all martial artists!
Instead of using hot weapons, they used cold swords.
When facing the eight foreign countries, it was basically the same.
Facing an army formed by martial artists, the effect of rifles and pistols was almost negligible!
Even a small martial artist could move more than ten meters per second.
How do you aim?
In a sports meet held by ordinary people, the time it took for the global sprinting champion to run a 100-meter sprint was more than nine seconds.
People called the champion a flying man!
However, almost warriors had this kind of speed.
Using cold weapons to face hot weapons, the northern army was the first to do so.
In a large-scale war, when the soldiers of both sides met, the martial artists would use their swords to tell other how terrifying the ancient martial arts were!
This was just a low-level martial artist.
If it was a high-level martial artist, like a War God level figure, if they wanted to rely on the human wave tactic to surround and kill them, then they better prepare a 10,000-man army and be ready to sacrifice thousands of people to get rid of this War God!
At the same time, the northern army announced to the public that they had more than a hundred War Gods.
You can measure the price you have to pay to get rid of all the War Gods in the northern army.
The key was that the destructive power produced by a large number of War Gods working together was not as simple as one plus one equals two.
Furthermore, the northern army had many terrifying geniuses.
When the eight king-conferring techniques were fully unleashed, they would be like Gods and demons, extremely terrifying.
Before Braydon was conferred the title of king, he used his eight ultimate technique that he had yet to master to kill eight country rulers outside the border.
Cameron Linar still had a lingering fear from that battle.
Ordinary people could not compare to the combat strength of martial artists at all.
Heather Sage and Xana Thomas got up in the room upstairs. Neither of them went home last night.
On the balcony on the second floor, Heather, who was wearing silk pajamas, raised her hands and lazily stretched her body. Her curvy figure was completely exposed.
Her hands were resting on her cheeks, and her sleepy eyes were glazed over and cute.
Heather, who had just woken up, was still a little dazed. She looked at Braydon, who was standing downstairs, and yawned as she asked, “Little Braydon, I’m hungry!”
“Wash your face and call Xana downstairs for breakfast.” Braydon felt helpless when it came to the two of them.
Last night, she was worried about Joseph and cried her eyes out.
In the end, the two girls slept soundly at night. They were like little pigs that could not be woken up.
After Xana woke up, she suddenly thought of her younger brother. She ran downstairs barefooted in her pajamas and asked nervously, “Braydon, how is Joseph?”
“You called me Brother Braydon yesterday, and now you’re calling me Braydon?”
Braydon teased; his eyes filled with playfulness as he gave her a once over.
This girl had a good figure!
