The Strongest War God Chapter 586: Today, Those Who Stop Me Will Die!

Chapter 586: Today, Those Who Stop Me Will Die!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The outside world still did not know Ludo’s personal information.

However, as a disciple of the Neal family, Ludo’s talent was not inferior to his brother Braydon Neal’s.

Even if it was a little weaker, it was not much different! At this moment, Skylar Neal whispered, “Brother, I’ll bring Frediano to you!” “Don’t be hasty. The yin-yang headquarters has a pinnacle!”

Colson Morales, the Gray Wolf protector, jumped in shock and could not help but turn around to remind him.

Skylar’s eyes under the ghost mask were filled with cold killing intent as he said, “Yin-yang has a pinnacle? Any of the three sons of the Northern Army can slaughter a pinnacle!”

“Do you think that a pinnacle cannot be killed?”

“Today, if yin-yang doesn’t hand over Frediano, I will slaughter all of yin-yang. No one in the world can bully my brother!”

At this moment, Eggy was not the only one who was angry!

Eggy’s personality was somewhat similar to Braydon’s.

They were brothers. Not only did they have similar personalities, but when Eggy took off his mask, he had a similar face to Braydon.

Braydon gave everything he knew to Eggy.

The reason was simple.

Braydon was a soldier. Who could guarantee that he would not end up dead in the future?

However, Braydon was already prepared to bury his loyal bones everywhere, so it did not matter to him!

In the future, Braydon would either die in battle or go missing.

If the Northern Army had no leader, it would definitely cause chaos.

And Eggy was the best successor!

In other words, Braydon had groomed his younger brother, Skylar, as the successor to the position of military commander.

Now you know why Eggy’s ident.i.ty was ranked SSS in the secret database of the Northern Army!

Eggy was the heir to the throne of the Northern Army!

If Braydon died, Eggy would be the next Northern King.

He was the next Northern Army commander!

The flag of the Northern Army could not fall because of Braydon’s death.

Among the younger generation of the Northern Army.

Braydon had put the most effort into his younger brother, Skylar.

Skylar grew up with his brother, Braydon. He understood his brother the most and felt sorry for Braydon the most.

Among the many ruthless people in the Northern Army, Braydon was the one who raised the banner of the Northern Army and changed the great Yanagi Army to the Northern Army!

Braydon protected the foundation left behind by his teacher, Finley Yanagi, and protected the 8,000 miles of territory in the northern part of Hansworth.

The Northern King was like a brother and father to Jonah Shaw and the others!

At this moment, Eggy was not the only one who felt sorry for his brother.

Jonah took a step forward and said coldly, “Yin-yang pinnacle? My hands have already been stained with the blood of a pinnacle. Today, those who stop me will die!”

Because of Braydon saying he missed Frediano, Skylar and Jonah were both enraged.

The two of them looked at each other and said in unison, “Kill them all!”

“I’ll use the eight techniques!”

“I’ll activate seven stars!”

Skylar used the eight techniques and Jonah used the Sanguine Seven-Star Technique. Both of them took a step forward and said indifferently, “One pseudo-pinnacle, three quasi-pinancles, and five half-step pinnacles.

“Today, all of you must die!”

Skylar’s white hair danced in the wind like a banished immortal. As the younger brother of the Northern King, he would also amaze the world in this life!

The twins of the Neal family were all Qilins!

If Braydon died and Skylar wore the Qilin robe, he would be the Qilin Lord and the Northern King!

Braydon had planned all of this.

At this moment.

Eggy, who had been taught the eight techniques by his brother Braydon, had a white robe that fluttered in the wind, and his body emitted a dazzling white light.

The appearance of the white light meant that the eight techniques had been activated.

After activating the eight techniques, the aura of humanity gradually disappeared. He was like a banished immortal who had severed his emotions and desires and regarded everything in the world as nothing.

Skylar’s temperament was like an immortal. His thin lips moved slightly. “The end of the art, the pinnacle’s origin!” “Martial arts technique, activate!”

Boom!

White light shot into the sky, stunning the world.

Colson, the Gray Wolf protector, said in shock, “What technique is this?”

“The eight techniques created by His Highness the Northern King!”

Quinten Kelly was also stunned and could not stop exclaiming.

He knew very well that if Braydon did not create the eight techniques, he would not have become a warlord at the age of seven and become a War G.o.d at the age of nine… Becoming a king at the age of seventeen was easy for him!

If he did not cultivate the eight techniques, Braydon would be crowned king at least five years earlier!

Becoming a king at the age of twelve!

However, how could ordinary people outside know the pros and cons of the path Braydon had chosen?

If all the ruthless people in the Northern Army used all eight techniques, they could kill a pinnacle.

If the eight techniques were combined, do you know what would happen to you?

n.o.body knew!

As a thousand-year genius, the path King Braydon walked was the path that would amaze the world.

Braydon was taught by his teacher, Finley Yanagi, with all his heart.

When he was young, his teacher had said something.

That was, in this life, Braydon would surpa.s.s Emperor Hansworth and achieve great success, illuminating the 5,000 years of history of Hansworth. As descendants, they would then be able to honor their ancestors!

Because they were their ancestor!

The origin of Hansworth was founded by these ancestors.

This was everyone’s glory.

You can be proud of it, but you can’t rely on it.

The descendants would surpa.s.s their ancestors!

If they did not have this kind of ambition, how could Hansworth stand at the top of the world and restore the prosperity of the Hanlon Dynasty?

Braydon carried the hopes of countless people.

He was the son of Hansworth.

The star of this era!

Skylar activated the martial art technique, stunning many people.

However, it was far from over.

It was just the beginning!

Skylar’s white boots tapped lightly on the ground as he stepped into the air and said softly, “Talisman skill, activate!”

The white light on his body became even denser!

What was even more terrifying was that Skylar’s aura had become stronger once more!

His aura was getting stronger and stronger, which meant that his strength was also getting stronger.

These were the eight techniques!

On the yin-yang side, Jamison Walsh, the pseudo-pinnacle, was the leader.

His face was gloomy as he said, “You’re still so young, yet you keep boasting about killing pinnacles all day long. How can you understand how terrifying pinnacle figures are? Today, we’ll kill King Braydon!”

Just as he finished speaking.

Jamison was the first to attack. He said that he wanted to kill Braydon, but in the end, he attacked Skylar with his palm.

In the end, these old things were still afraid.

If they were not afraid, why would they not let Eggy use all eight techniques?

Because Jamison and the others did not dare let him use them!

Skylar stepped into the sky with his hands behind his back and said softly, “I’ve already used two of the eight techniques, so I’ll naturally use the remaining six!”

“Martial arts technique, activate!”

“Talisman technique, activate!” “Imperial technique, activate!” “Instant skill, activate!”

“Spirit technique, activate!”

Skylar forcefully used five techniques.

He unleashed all five techniques, making him look like a G.o.d and an immortal!

The ghost-mask youth, Skylar, was already surrounded by luminating white light.

From the outside, his entire body could no longer be seen. His appearance was like a white coc.o.o.n, and his figure could not be seen clearly.

It was daytime!

It was obvious how thick the white light was. Even one’s eyes could not s.h.i.+ne through it.

Jamison had already arrived in front of him. A sword appeared in his hand, and he stabbed into the white light in an instant.

His movement speed was over 100 meters per second.

100 meters in a second. The strength of a martial artist was extremely terrifying..