The Strongest War God

However, Braydon had no choice but to suppress himself for three whole years.

Ever since that day on the snowy cliff when Braydon had once again attracted the fate of the country and touched the path of the pinnacle, he no longer suppressed himself and became a half-step pinnacle.

Tonight, Braydon had even displayed the characteristics of manifesting force and having force enter his body!

Right now, King Braydon was a pseudo-pinnacle.

He was only one step away from the true pinnacle realm.

As long as he opened pinnacle door, Braydon would be able to step into the pinnacle realm.

A twenty-year-old pinnacle martial artist!

Since ancient times, how many twenty-year-olds had become pinnacles?

A peerless rare talent at the age of twenty was rare in the world.

Braydon was still suppressing himself. He slowly walked toward Ito Komura and the others and said softly, “Those who kneel live, those who stand die!”

“King Braydon, don’t force us!”

Nozawa Okamoto was furious.

Tsunehiko Hattori’s death was beyond their expectations.

Now that Braydon was closing in on them step by step, they, who had lived for more than a hundred years, had to kneel down to a white-robed youth. What kind of logic was this?

Nozawa had yet to realize that Braydon, who had unleashed all eight techniques, had returned to his original state. The white light around his body was being restrained, and there were signs of him breaking through to the pinnacle. Not only had his strength increased to a terrifying level. Even his temperament had become cold and heartless.

The youth in white had no trace of humanity.

Nozawa didn’t see the situation clearly.

Braydon placed his right hand behind his waist and raised his left hand slightly. He said softly, “If you don’t want to kneel, I won’t force you!” “Hmph, do you know who are the people here today?”

Nozawa’s eyes were filled with cold killing intent as he said in a low voice, “A hundred years ago, when we swept across Hansworth, you weren’t even born yet!”

Nozawa had participated in the riots in Hansworth a hundred years ago.

The moment these words came out, he was cutting off his own path of survival.

Braydon tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his toes. His speed was terrifying to the extreme as he said softly, “The eight techniques have been activated. If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!”

Bang!

Braydon’s left hand landed on Nozawa’s chest, not giving him any time to react.

The Northern King’s attack speed was way too fast.

The eight techniques were unleashed at the same time, suppressing many pinnacle experts.

With just one palm, Nozawa’s heart meridian was broken, and his body was sent flying.

Nozawa’s eyes bulged, and he spat out blood.

Braydon flashed away as if he was taking a stroll in the courtyard. He then placed his palm on Nozawa’s body and said softly, “Those who participated in the riot a hundred years ago must die!” With a bang, another palm strike.

Nozawa’s body flew into the sky.

Braydon stood there with his hands behind his back. He didn’t look at him and called out softly, “A hundred swords!”

Swoosh!

After Braydon used his eighth technique, the white light that was originally hidden inside instantly surged out.

White light surged out and formed a three-foot-long sword.

More than a hundred swords turned into a long river that swept across Nozawa in the sky.

Streams of light pierced through his body.

Blood splattered.

Braydon’s white clothes were as white as snow and were not stained with any human blood. It was as if he would always be this clean. His fair hands looked as if they had never been stained with human blood. In the blink of an eye, another pinnacle expert had fallen!

Should Ito and the others kneel or not?

Those who knelt would live, those who stood would die.

This was what Braydon had said.

Braydon had suppressed all the old antiques of Banko tonight. It was a shock scene!

Ito slowly bowed down, lowered his head, and cupped his hands. “Ito Komura greets His Excellency the Northern King!”

“Onojima Daijiro greets His Excellency the Northern King!” “Nakagawa Jiro greets Your Excellency the Northern King!”

Instantly, these old antiques bowed before Braydon.

Braydon looked at them calmly. The hundred swords behind him merged into one and turned into a shiny long sword. After holding it gently, he said coldly, “What I said is… Kneel down!”

“Your Excellency the Northern King, the pinnacle cannot be humiliated!” Onojima raised his head, his eyes filled with anger.

They had suffered such humiliation tonight, but King Braydon was still unwilling to let it go. He was forcing them to their deaths!

Swoosh!

Braydon took a step forward. His body was like a longbow, and the sword in his hand stabbed forward.

A sword pierced through his heart and killed Onojima on the spot.

There was no more nonsense!

Braydon was expressionless. He said softly, “The pinnacle cannot be humiliated… I wonder if I can kill him?!”

Since he had already killed them, there was no need to ask this question!

Cold sweat trickled down the temples of Ito and the others. They no longer dared to underestimate the white-robed youth in front of them.

His strength had clearly increased to a terrifying level.

Braydon had unleashed all eight techniques. With each technique, his speed, strength, and reaction speed increased by a notch.

Behind the eight techniques, his strength had increased eight times!

This was Braydon’s pinnacle state.

At the same time, this was also the reason why the arrogant Jonah Shaw, the proud and aloof Skylar Neal, and the cold and lonely Frediano Jadanza did not dare to provoke this big brother!

Once their brother was angry, he could beat them up until they questioned life!

At this moment.

Kneeling on the ground, Ito said hoarsely, “Ito greets His Excellency the

Northern King!”

“Nakagawa Jiro greets His Excellency the Northern King!” “Tokugawa Kouko greets His Excellency the Northern King!”

“Yuho Yada greets His Excellency the Northern King! ”

The rest knelt down!

They had no choice.

Tonight was a night of humiliation.

This was the price to pay for unleashing all eight techniques at once.

If they did not submit, they would die.

Everyone knelt on the ground, their hearts filled with hatred.

However, they had no choice!

Braydon stepped on the ground with his hands behind his back and asked softly, “What day is it today?”

“July 12th!”

Ito answered slowly.

Braydon said calmly, “July 15th is my birthday. I have something to do on that day. The new king of Banko will be crowned on the 14th!”

“Alright!”

Ito agreed.

Little did they know that this was not a discussion.

It was an order!

Braydon turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence, “From now on, I will bestow the title of Hanlon-Banko King to the successive rulers of Banko!”

“What?”

Nakagawa instantly stood up; his eyes filled with anger.

This was humiliation!

Braydon was openly humiliating Banko.

What did Hanlon-Banko King mean?

This was to make the entire Banko nation submit to Hansworth.

There was no way he would agree to this!

The moment Nakagawa stood up, Braydon, who was leaving, stopped and slowly turned around. Just a cold gaze made Nakagawa’s entire body turn cold, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He knelt down again!

Nakagawa was still afraid.

“Banko will now rule under Hansworth. The rulers of Banko will live good long lives henceforth!” Braydon said indifferently.

His words were intimidating.

Ito and the other old fogeys trembled.

They naturally understood what he meant.

The rulers of Banko were to rule under Hansworth, as part of Hansworth, and they had submitted to the King Braydon.

Then Braydon would stop fighting them, and the rulers of Banko would not have to die young as the past few rulers did.

On the other hand, as long as any of the rulers of Banko were strong and talented, Braydon would definitely traverse the sea and kill them..