The Strongest War God - Chapter 745
Chapter 745: A Thousand Miles of Land as Compensation!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A veteran pinnacle expert had fallen just like that!
Braydon Neal put away his spear and turned to leave. He stepped into the air and headed straight for Linar.
4,000 miles north from here.
A full 4,000 miles to reach Namar’s capital, Linar.
Braydon had already given the order to kill all the martial artists of Namar within three days.
Braydon descended upon Halstead and killed tens of thousands of its martial artists.
All martial artists had to be killed.
No one could be left alive!
Most of the martial artists of Namar had joined the elite armies of Namar. Their hands had probably been stained with the blood of the Northern Army men.
There was a great enmity between the two sides!
How could Braydon be merciful?
In just one day and one night, Braydon traveled 4,000 miles north, passing through nine cities in Namar.
Braydon led his troops over and killed all the martial artists in the nine major cities of Namar. No one was left alive. The guardians of the cities were pinnacle martial artists.
Without exception, they all lost their lives to the Overlord Formation-breaking Spear.
Braydon once again activated the ruthless killing intent of this vicious weapon.
When Braydon entered Namar, it was like a true dragon entering the country. No one could stop him.
The appearance of a high-level pinnacle couldn’t stop Braydon.
Not to mention the low-level pinnacles.
Linar, Namar.
This ancient city that had been bustling for hundreds of years was now filled with a solemn and oppressive aura.
Linar’s 100,000 soldiers were gathered in front of the gates.
Everyone in the imperial army was afraid.
They had witnessed the horrors of the northern territory not long ago.
Namar’s imperial army had suffered a great loss due to Sammy Dudley.
Now, Braydon was here again.
From the northern border, a white-robed youth appeared, treading on the wind.
The 72 Northern King cavalrymen of were filled with bloodlust. They were holding Northern Army swords in their left hands. Blood dripped from their blades, and they were filled with glory.
Crown Prince Shmuel stood in front of the gates of Linar, surrounded by 100,000 imperial soldiers.
“Shmuel Linar, the Crown Prince of Namar, is here to welcome the arrival of the Garrison King of Hansworth with our civil and military officials!” Namar really had no choice!
They had chosen to welcome Braydon with the country’s etiquette.
This was Shmuel.
An extremely dangerous fellow who knew how to hide himself and how to submit.
Namar did not choose to burn their bridges.
On the contrary, they chose to welcome the king of the northern territory with the country’s etiquette.
Following that, the main gate of Namar’s capital opened. The sound of music was endless. Red carpet covered the roads, and the maple trees planted on both sides of the street were extremely red.
The 100,000 imperial guards of Namar all knelt down on one knee. They cupped their fists and shouted, “Namar’s Imperial Army welcomes the arrival of the Garrison King of Hansworth!”
The imperial army knelt down, and the officials welcomed them, all for Braydon alone.
This kind of courtesy was rarely seen in Namar.
Such a grand welcome, but the person they were welcoming was an outsider.
Braydon landed at the door and glanced at Shmuel. He said indifferently, ‘You are the Crown Prince of Namar?”
“Shmuel Linar of Namar greets Brother Neal!”
Shmuel’s words continued to pull the relationship between the two closer.
“Last night on Mount Tanish, I shattered the Qilin Nation Protection Seal,”
Braydon said softly. “There’s no Garrison King in Hansworth.”
“Brother, please forgive me for my misinformation!”
Shmuel bowed slightly, his face filled with submission. He then said, “The civil and military officials of Namar welcome the arrival of His Highness the Northern King!”
“Namar’s Imperial Army welcomes the arrival of His Highness the Northern King!”
The 100,000 Imperial Army soldiers once again knelt on one knee.
It was hard to find a second person in the history of Namar who would receive such courtesy.
Braydon looked at them and said softly, “Last night, at the peak of Mount Tanish, after Sadie was injured, I said that there would be no more Northern King Neal in the world!
“I am but an obsessed youth who vows to never let her down!
“She protected me for the first half of my life, so I will protect her for the rest of my life. If she’s not around for the rest of my life, all the countries outside the borders will be buried with her!
“She lives for me in this life!
“So, I will live for her for the rest of my life!”
Braydon stepped on the red carpet and entered Linar alone.
The 72 cavalrymen followed him to the death. They knew that Linar was dangerous territory, but they were still fearless.
Braydon led the charge, and the 72 cavalrymen behind him rode their horses in an orderly fashion, silently following behind him.
Shmuel’s face turned pale. He immediately realized that Braydon’s arrival today was not just to settle old scores.
Today, the Northern Cold Swords would be unleashed on Namar because of that girl on Mount Bliz!
After all, Namar had sent more than ten pinnacle experts to Mount Tanish last night.
Sadie Dudley’s injury was related to Namar.
“Your Highness, I represent Namar in the negotiations with the Northern Army!” Shmuel hurriedly responded, his voice hoarse.
Braydon was expressionless as he walked forward alone.
There was no response!
Shmuel said hoarsely, “Namar is sincere in peace negotiations. We can pay 1.4 trillion dollars as compensation for last night’s war!”
Braydon still did not respond. He was getting closer and closer to the Linar
Palace!
If he reached the palace, he would kill Cameron Linar!
“2.1 trillion!” Shmuel gritted his teeth and added.
To ordinary people, this was an unimaginable amount of money.
Two trillion dollars was a huge sum of money!
But for a country, this amount was something they could afford.
Namar wanted to bribe Braydon with money.
Braydon had never been worried about money since he was young. He had no attachment to money at all.
Be it during Braydon’s childhood or his youth in the Northern Army.
Braydon was the young commander of the Northern Army. His status was second only to his teacher, Finley Yanagi. He had never worried about his life and did not need money at all.
If Braydon liked money, the four great entities of Hansworth could probably
give him a heaven-defying sum and bribe him.
Unfortunately, King Braydon was a man of pure virtue, and he only wanted to protect Hansworth for the rest of his life.
Shmuel stared at Braydon and said in a low voice, “Namar is willing to cede a thousand miles of land to the Northern King. We are willing to sign a contract with Your Highness to cultivate a thousand years of friendship and not invade each other!”
Braydon stopped in his tracks with that one sentence!
Swoosh!
The 72 cavalrymen behind him stopped in their tracks and waited silently.
Braydon looked at Shmuel and stood with his hands behind his back. His temperament was like the sky, shocking everyone. He said softly, “What did you say?
He asked indifferently.
Shmuel’s face was pale as he felt the gazes of the officials behind him and the
100,000 imperial army soldiers. He clenched his fists and said hoarsely, “Namar is willing to be good friends with Brother Neal for a thousand years, cede a thousand miles of land, and never invade each other!”
His words were filled with humiliation and stunned everyone.
All the officials of Namar were extremely furious. They wanted to eat Shmuel up,
Shmuel closed his eyes. He knew that after he said this, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of Namar.
Braydon smiled faintly. “This sentence sounds familiar. A hundred years ago, the hundred countries outside the borders attacked Hansworth’s borders.. Namar even took the opportunity to propose that Hansworth cede a thousand miles of land as compensation!”
