The Strongest War God Chapter 1137: I Don't Dare to Accept the Bet

Chapter 1137: I Don’t Dare to Accept the Bet

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With the arrival of Mr. Leavitt, Skylar Neal quietly approached Braydon Neal and whispered, “Braydon, I can’t discern the old guy’s strength.”

“Locking one’s own vitality with mental power is a technique possessed only by those at the supreme pinnacle realm with third-stage mental power or above.”

Since leaving the Alpha Empire, Braydon had already fully restored his strength.

Upon his return to the Alpha Empire, he remained invincible, capable of facing any challenge head-on.

Mr. Leavitt stroked his beard, his gaze falling on the two brothers, nodding in approval, “Good seedlings, Sayge. Such good seedlings can be welcomed as sons-in-law!”

“Mr. Leavitt, please don’t talk nonsense. These two guys are ruthless; they killed over twenty people in my casino with just a blade.”

Sayge Doyle, with a hint of anger, brought up the incident.

Mr. Leavitt calmly said, “In the world of martial artists, killings are commonplace. What do you need me here for?”

“I want to ask you to appraise this thing.”

Sayge picked up the black stone and was about to hand it to the old man.

Mr. Leavitt, with an air of elegance, saw the black stone, and his whole demeanor changed abruptly. He asked in horror, “Where did you get this thing?”

“This kid used it as a bet against mine, wagering my broken spirit stone.”

Observing Mr. Leavitt’s expression, Sayge couldn’t help but feel surprised. Could the black stone really be a treasure?

Mr. Leavitt took the black stone in his hands, growing more shocked as he examined it, revealing fear in his eyes.

His gaze, upon the black stone, showed a trace of dread.

He looked at the black stone, and at the very bottom, he faintly saw a mark.

The mark was very blurry, resembling ancient characters.

A type of ancient writing.

Man!

An ancient character, not a modern one.

Seeing this mark, Mr. Leavitt’s voice became hoa.r.s.e, “With the appearance of this treasure, does it mean that Hansworth’s rising star has reappeared in the world?”

“It seems that Mr. Leavitt recognizes this treasure!”

Lowell Neal narrowed his eyes, more certain of his own speculation.

Sayge whispered, “Mr. Leavitt, what exactly is this treasure?”

“Whose is this?” Mr. Leavitt inquired once again.

Sayge looked at Braydon and said softly, “It’s his!”

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Mr. Leavitt knelt on both knees, lifting the black stone high with both hands, his face filled with reverence.

He knelt in front of Braydon.

This move shocked both Sayge and Brianna Doyle, father and daughter.

Mr. Leavitt bowed his head, holding the black stone high, and hoa.r.s.ely said, “Dennis Leavitt, supreme pinnacle, pays respects to the country leader!”

With a single sentence, he revealed the origin of the black stone.

The small stone is the Great Hansworth Seal.

It had not reappeared in the world for hundreds of years.

Once the leader’s seal reappeared, it signified the emergence of the rising star of Hansworth.

This person was the successor of Hansworth.

This was the rule that had existed for thousands of years!

The successors to the country leader throughout history had no discernible pattern.

The leader’s position was occupied by the most capable person.

Only in this way could the country be protected.

To protect the thirteen billion people of Hansworth for generations to come.

Dennis’s words caused a sudden change in the expressions of the Doyle family father and daughter.

Sayge exclaimed, “Mr. Leavitt, what are you…”

“This black small stone has a history!” Brianna was also shocked.

Dennis solemnly said, “This is the treasure of Hansworth, the Great Hansworth Seal!”

“What?”

Although Sayge did not recognize this thing, he was also a strong figure in the South Pole.

He knew very well what the Great Hansworth Seal represented!

Braydon looked at him and smiled faintly. “Senior Doyle, I wonder if this small stone can be wagered against your broken spirit stone?”

“The Doyle family admits defeat!”

Without any hesitation, Sayge admitted defeat.

He was afraid!

The black small stone was the Great Hansworth Seal.

Even if his Doyle family had great abilities, they dared not gamble against someone for this thing!

It involved the country’s destiny, the symbolic treasure of Hansworth.

No matter how capable the Doyle family was, they dared not gamble with the Great Hansworth Seal.

It would be like sacrilege!

Ignoring these issues for now.

Just losing the bet for the Doyle family would bring an end to today’s events.

But if the Doyle family won.

Would Sayge dare to take the Great Hansworth Seal from Braydon?

That would be seeking death!

The seal could only be controlled by the successive country leaders.

Anyone daring to touch it would be mercilessly killed!

Now, it seemed to be just a black small stone.

But behind the small stone stood numerous powerful figures.

Without exception, they were awe-inspiring senior figures.

Like the old leader of Hansworth and the strong martial artists who had not died in the martial world.

Although these people had never met Braydon, they were all supporters of King Braydon Neal.

Sayge’s face changed unpredictably. He never expected to provoke such figures today.

When did the Neal family produce the successor of the leader of Hansworth?

There was no hint beforehand.

Sayge was a shrewd character who was adaptable.

At this moment, he bowed with folded hands and said, “Sayge Doyle of the South Pole pays respects to the leader of Hansworth!”

“You’re not kneeling?”

Braydon lightly laughed.

Sayge’s face darkened, but seeing Dennis kneel down to pay respects, he, Sayge, had no qualifications to stand.

If he were to offend the leader of Hansworth, the future of the Doyle family might not be a smooth one.

Sayge knelt on the spot, solemnly saying, “Sayge Doyle pays his respects to the leader of Hansworth!”

“For today’s grievances, if the Doyle family wants to let it go, then let it go. If you want to continue, then we continue. But don’t have any ideas about my younger brother again; that is a red line!”

Braydon was the legitimate eldest son of the third generation of the Neal family.

Among the younger generation of the Neal family, he was the eldest brother.

Regardless of the conflicts or disputes among the older generation, they should be resolved within the family!

In any large family, internal conflicts were inevitable.

Braydon didn’t care about these things. Conflicts among the older generation did not affect the younger generation.

Just like last year when Braydon returned from the northern desert, he returned to the Neal family manor in Preston, beheading Gerald Neal and Larry Neal, the father and son of the second generation. But for the third-generation youngsters like Hayden Neal, Braydon didn’t harm a single hair on them!

The grudges and disputes of the older generation should be left to the older generation to resolve.

If the younger generation wanted to fight with him, he would play along, but he would never harm then.

The Northern King Sword would not be stained with the blood of family!

No matter what serious mistakes they had made, Braydon would do everything to protect them.

Unless it was a capital crime of treason.

Then it was not worth lamenting their death.

Obviously, the Neal family did not have such weaklings.

Even for someone like Jayven Neal who was spoiled, it was ultimately due to excessive parental indulgence.

Jayven was fundamentally not a bad person.

He could distinguish between family and outsiders.

Being human, who didn’t have flaws?

Jayven’s small shortcomings were not a big problem.

Braydon took back his small black stone, and the origin of this thing was finally clear to him.

It had a new name.