The Strongest War God - Chapter 998 - Chapter 998: The Birth of 10,000 Old Antiques

Chapter 998: The Birth of 10,000 Old Antiques

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The tip of Tyce Kingston’s sword pierced through Braydon Neal’s vitality shield. It deviated by three inches and stabbed toward his left shoulder.

Braydon, this ruthless man, moved his body slightly, and his chest was aimed at the sword!

Swoosh!

How sharp was a spirit artifact?

The sword stabbed into the left side of Braydon’s chest, and the long sword advanced by one-third.

A sword piercing through the heart!

The entire place was silent.

Tyce broke out in a cold sweat. He pulled out his sword and wanted to retreat, but Braydon grabbed his right hand and stabbed forward fiercely. The entire sword sank in, and the blade pierced through his back.

“You!”

Tyce’s scalp went numb. He dared to swear that he had never met such a ruthless person in his life!

This was the difference between a young master from an aristocratic family and a ruthless soldier!

Braydon grew up in a battlefield!

The iron-blooded commander who grew up on the battlefield of millions of people in the northern territory. His youth was accompanied by bloody storms and broken limbs.

The young Braydon had seen his brothers fall in pools of blood time and time again.

His heart was much more iron-blooded than ordinary martial artists.

“Tonight, I will die in exchange for the destruction of Mount Kingston!”

Braydon whispered into his ear.

After saying that.

The entire Heavenly Mountain erupted with several terrifying auras.

“Little Seven!” Jocelynn Newman and Josette Hinton were in disbelief.

“Tyce, escape!”

Thatcher Kingston’s limbs were cold as he growled hoarsely.

He had gotten into big trouble!

Tyce realized that it was hard to argue with him now.

Everyone saw that he had injured Braydon with his spirit sword.

He had killed the young master of Heavenly Mountain with a single strike.

Without another word, Terrell Kingston turned around and grabbed Tyce. He didn’t dare to stop for even half a step and released all his speed at a low altitude, quickly leaving this place.

Returning to Mount Kingston was the safest way!

He wanted to leave, but could he?

Several supreme pinnacles appeared in an instant!

No one had expected the shocking change just now.

Even the people of Mount Kingston didn’t expect Tyce to be so reckless and kill Braydon with a single strike.

However, Tyce did not want to kill anyone.

Braydon was asking for death!

Not to mention the supreme pinnacles who were hidden in the dark, they didn’t have time to stop him.

Jakai Zawacki released a terrifying supreme pinnacle pressure that enveloped half of Heavenly Mountain.

Lindburg Kinney, a supreme pinnacle, picked up Braydon from the ground with both hands. His vitality urged out of his body and entered Braydon’s body, wrapping around the sword wound and wiping out the evil aura of the spirit sword.

Braydon’s life was hanging by a thread.

“Lord Lindburg, this is a healing pill concocted from spirit herbs…” Thatcher handed over a jade bottle with both hands.

“Get out of Heavenly Mountain!”

Lindburg held Braydon with both arms and left in a flash.

The entire Heavenly Mountain fell silent.

Heavenly Mountain’s heritage was fully unleashed. They were all secluded old martial artists. They stood on both sides of the steps of Heavenly Mountain and released their pressure. Layer by layer, they enveloped the entire Heavenly Mountain.

Heavenly Mountain did not kill outsiders.

It was a rule set by the Sovereign Lord back then.

Rules could not be broken.

Then, as long as Tyce and the others left Heavenly Mountain, it would be the day when Lindburg and the others would hunt down the martial artists of Mount Kingston.

The young master of Heavenly Mountain.

The inheritor of the Spirit Summoning Art.

They would dare to annihilate the entire Mount Kingston!

This was courting death!

“From today onward, the Heavenly Mountain lineage will declare war on the Kingston lineage. All disciples of the Heavenly Mountain lineage will leave the mountain. Martial artists of the Kingston lineage will be killed.”

The dignified voice of the young man echoed in every corner of Heavenly Mountain.

The person who spoke gave an order to all the martial artists on Heavenly Mountain.

Who was he?

There were elites everywhere in Heavenly Mountain. It was very likely that someone who had jumped out was from the same era as the Sovereign Lord.

When the Heavenly Mountain martial artists heard this voice, they were all shocked.

Then, a red pillar of light that was ten meters thick and ten thousand meters tall appeared on the Luxor Peak of Heavenly Mountain. It turned into a red dragon that circled in the sky like a red dragon. It was majestic, sacred, and inviolable!

The Eastern Dragon is the symbol and totem of Hansworth.

This symbolized the spiritual inheritance.

When the red dragon appeared.

The martial artists of Heavenly Mountain knelt down on one knee and listened to the order.

“Lord Jevan Cox is still alive! He didn’t die!” someone exclaimed in shock.

There were three terrifying figures who followed the Sovereign Lord back then.

One of them was Jevan Cox.

Jevan had been hiding in the Luxor Peak Heavenly Mountain for three hundred years without any news.

The older martial artists of Heavenly Mountain all thought that this lord had already passed away.

However, he did not expect it.

He was still alive.

This was a great figure from the same era as the Sovereign Lord.

He hadn’t left Luxor Peak for hundreds of years.

Now that he had descended, his long red hair fell down his shoulders, and his eyes were deep and experienced. He opened his hands and took the heavily injured Braydon from Lindburg’s hands.

Lindburg was a supreme pinnacle. At this moment, his left hand was on his knee, and his right hand was on the ground. He lowered his head and said respectfully, “Lindburg Kinney greets Lord Jevan Cox!”

“I’ll save him!”

The young man with long red hair held Braydon with both hands and stepped a thousand meters in the air.

The speed at this moment…

Was a speed of over 1,000 meters per second.

He was definitely a peerless expert!

Braydon closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. His breathing was weak, but he could not breathe!

Last year, before the ceremony on Mount Tanish, he had been ambushed by Wafiya Sharpe, a black-robed woman of the yin-yang entity. She had also pierced his heart with a sword, but he was totally fine!

Because of the Thousand Feathers Technique.

Although the Thousand Feathers Technique created by Braydon was somewhat demonic, its self-healing ability was unprecedentedly powerful after being used.

Jevan brought Braydon to Luxor Peak.

This place was rarely visited all year round, and it was a forbidden area for the martial artists of Heavenly Mountain. No one was allowed to trespass.

All the lords of Heavenly Mountain had to report before they arrived.

Jevan placed Braydon on the bed and said calmly, “Stop pretending. The banished immortal is still alive. You can transfer your injuries to him. As long as the banished immortal doesn’t die, you’ll be fine after recuperating for a while.”

His calm words made Braydon open his eyes. He silently pulled out the spirit sword from his chest.

“Do you have a grudge against Mount Kingston?” Jevan asked calmly as he stood on Luxor Peak with his hands behind his back and his back facing Braydon.

“Death feud!”

The wound on Braydon’s chest glowed with white light, and the milky white light enveloped his entire body.

The internal and external injuries healed instantly!

He didn’t use the banished immortal.

Jevan took a deep look and noticed the perverse side of the Thousand Feathers Technique. He frowned. “Don’t use this forbidden technique too much in the future. It’s not good for you.”

Braydon nodded lightly. He knew better than anyone else the drawbacks of the Thousand Feathers Technique.

Jevan clasped his hands behind his back and said, “You will inherit the throne sooner or later. Since you have a death feud with Mount Kingston, then kill them all. Don’t leave any future troubles!”

“There’s no need for Heavenly Mountain to do anything. Someone will deal with them.”

Braydon left the bed and looked at the magnificent scenery of Luxor Peak. Spirit mist surrounded him, and a hint of light appeared in his eyes. A small black stone appeared in his hand, and he played with it in his hand.

Braydon was plotting against Mount Kingston!

Although he had inherited the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art, Braydon had ten layers of the nation’s fate and was Hansworth’s young leader.

In the past year, Braydon had frequently heard people mention this identity.

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