The Strongest War God Chapter 511: No Respect!

Chapter 511: No Respect!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Syrus Yanagi of the royal guards greets the Northern King!”

“Tobey Lapras of the royal guards greets the Northern King!”

The 10,000 royal guards had already arrived in the afternoon. They hid in the Preston mountains and surrounded the entire River Village.

Tonight, all the martial artists from the various great ent.i.ties were doomed!

The two commanders of the royal guards had arrived.

Syrus, the seven-time king, stood proudly in the sky in his golden dragon robe. He held a black spear in his hand, and his entire body was filled with cold killing intent.

Tobey, who was dressed in white, held an ancient book in his left hand and placed his right hand behind his waist.

These two were here!

Behind them, 10,000 elites of the royal guards had already surrounded the entire village. At this moment, they all drew their swords and shouted with killing intent, “All the soldiers of the royal guard’s first legion pay their respects to the Northern King!”

The sound waves rolled and swept through the night.

The wind tonight was exceptionally cold.

The pupils of all the yin-yang people at the village entrance constricted.

Sterling Abbot, who was a quasi pinnacle yin-yang, said hoa.r.s.ely, “The

Northern King has arrived!”

“Braydon Neal is here. d.a.m.n it!”

The thousand martial artists who had rushed over from the capital had just charged into the village in search of the black-robed prime minister, Barrett

Yearwood.

However, these people did not know that Braydon had been waiting in the village for a long time!

Tonight, Braydon was waiting for them!

All the martial artists looked at the sky with ugly expressions.

The originally pitch-black night seemed to have been dyed black.

However, in this pitch-black sky, a white-robed youth appeared. His thin body emitted white light, like the bright moon in the world. The rest of the people were like ants!

How could an ant compete with the bright moon?

Braydon had obviously used the eight techniques. Looking at the thousands of martial artists who had charged into the village, his thin lips moved slightly. “A thousand martial artists, a hundred kings, and two hundred marquises. The powerful families of the capital are being really generous!” “Run! This is a conspiracy!”

A middle-aged king in the village turned pale and shouted.

He did not see Barrett but King Braydon, who was waiting for them.

Therefore, these martial artists who rushed over thought that this was a trap.

It was Braydon’s plan to lure them here and then kill them all!

Unfortunately, they were wrong.

Barrett was here, but these martial artists from the powerful families could not kill Barrett tonight.

Braydon stepped into the night, his thin lips moving slightly as he said softly, “Tonight is a night of killing!”

“Send them on their way!”

Syrus’s spear was like a real dragon as he charged into the village.

Wherever the spear went, someone would die!

Tobey did not partic.i.p.ate in the battle and followed Braydon to the village entrance.

There were hundreds of people at the entrance of the village, all of whom belonged to the yin-yang.

Sterling and the others had not lett yet.

They wanted to kill their way in and find Barrett in the chaos.

Just as this thought arose in his mind, Braydon had already descended in the dark night.

The 80 kings were all kings of h.e.l.l!

As long as a yin-yang artist was conferred the t.i.tle of king, they would be able to obtain the t.i.tle of king of h.e.l.l. This was a symbol of status and power.

Braydon came to the village entrance, like a young immortal.

A cold light flashed in Sterling’s eyes. He realized that Soren Sage was not able to stop this young man in Preston.

The yin-yang people and Braydon had a deep hatred for each other.

Especially recently, when Braydon went to the capital last time and rescued Jace Jackel from the Jackel family, and now he gave the order to kill the yin-yang people.

On the side of the governor office, they had immediately issued a killing order.

The special operation teams all over the world were ready to kill all yin-yang people without mercy!

This had caused many yin-yang people to die.

The upper echelons of the yin-yang people seemed indifferent to this matter.

It was as if a large number of yin-yang people being killed or injured was a trivial matter.

It was precisely this indifference that made people feel that the yin-yang ent.i.ty was somewhat unfathomable!

Today, for Barrett, the yin-yang people had sent out 80 kings and 300 marquises.

It was really a big deal!

If so many high-level martial artists were to be placed at the border of Ludwig, they would be a deterrent force that would make Banko unable to sleep or eat in peace.

Unfortunately, the yin-yang people would not place such an army at the defense line.

However, even if they had made any contributions, Braydon would not take back the killing order he had given.

At this moment, the martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families in the village had been ma.s.sacred by the royal guards.

Not a single one was left alive. All the martial artists were killed.

Because there was no need to leave them alive. The people who came were all martial artists from powerful and aristocratic families.

What was the point of keeping them?

He just had to kill them on the spot and intimidate the various powerful families in the capital.

Braydon and Tobey had arrived at the village entrance.

“I didn’t expect the Northern King to be alarmed tonight,” said Sterling in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.

“Who do you think you are!”

Tobey looked very poised and gentle, but the way he spoke deserved a beating.

He did not even treat Sterling as a human!

He was a quasi pinnacle.

Sterling’s expression darkened.

Woodcutter frowned and looked over. “Tonight’s matter isn’t something you juniors can partic.i.p.ate in. Leave now.”

“What a coincidence. I really want to partic.i.p.ate in tonight’s matter!”

Tobey’s att.i.tude toward Woodcutter was different from his att.i.tude toward Sterling.

However, this att.i.tude was not one of respect for a senior.

In this world, he only respected his brother!

He would not respect anyone else!

Between martial artists, what mattered was strength.

If they could win, it would be a battle of strength.

If they could not win, then it would be a battle of wits!

Tobey and the little fool grew up together, and they had a great relations.h.i.+p with each other. How could he be a good person?

Tobey was also a bad egg when he was young!

Do you think he would be a good person now that he was older?

If it was not Braydon suppressing them, this group of lunatics might do something out of line.

“How ignorant!” Woodcutter was a little angry. “You don’t know how to show respect!”

“Since you are a martial artist, there is no harm in being a little reckless. However, do you two kids know who they are?” Scholar revealed a refined smile.

“A bunch of dead people!” Tobey said disdainfully.

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d! ”

Sterling was furious.

As a quasi pinnacle, how could he not be angry when he was looked down upon like this?

Not to mention by a junior like Tobey.

Heavenly Teacher exploded as he scoffed, “What, do you want to fight?”

“Heavenly Teacher, you can’t stop us tonight!”

Sterling was still afraid and did not dare to fight.

Heavenly Teacher and Scholar were both quasi pinnacles.

Woodcutter was a half-step pinnacle.

Sterling was worried that he would not be able to deal with these three tough bones and would have to die here.

Furthermore, there was also King Tobey and King Braydon.

There was also the seven-time champion in the village!

The old ones were not to be trifled with, and the young ones were even more ruthless.

At this moment, even Sterling wanted to retreat.

However, Scholar ignored the yin-yang people. He looked at Tobey and said softly, “Young man, your words are very infuriating. Your situation reminds me of an old friend!” “Your tone reminds me of someone!” Braydon spoke.

Scholar became interested and asked, “Who?”

“Hiros.h.i.+ Takaeda!”