Chapter 428 - 428: King Jace is Reborn

Chapter 428: King Jace is Reborn

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the northern army, there were many prodigies and valiant generals, and each of them could take charge of an area on their own. But why did they not fight amongst themselves?

Because of Braydon Neal!

As a commander, Braydon would never say that he would suppress anyone.

As long as there were good seedlings that emerged, Braydon would personally help him to improve!

Braydon was not only powerful but also benevolent!

This was the reason why the northern army pledged their loyalty to Braydon.

If a genius like the ten ruthless men appeared in a powerful family, there would definitely be internal strife!

Unfortunately, in the northern army, with Braydon around, that would never happen.

The sky was already dark.

The black sky was dotted with stars, and the moon was like a plate.

Jace Jackel’s change was becoming more and more obvious.

As time passed, at midnight.

The white light on Braydon’s body that lit up the entire manor slowly receded.

Accompanied by a vigorous vitality, it soared into the sky.

And Jace’s tiger howl.

He finally stood up!

Marquis Jace stood up again, leaving behind a pile of dead skin.

He leaped into the air.

His long black hair fell on his shoulders and danced in the wind. His black eyes were as sharp as swords, and his sharp face revealed a determined expression.

At this moment.

Jace released his pressure without any restraint, and his seven-foot-tall body was indomitable.

He was born to be a hero!

A new king was born!

From tonight onward, he was King Jace.

Jace’s injuries had healed, and his strength had returned to its peak.

The moment he recovered to his peak!

He turned around and punched out, landing on the field in the courtyard.

Bang!

An invisible force was released, blasting out a washbasin-sized pit in the ground.

It was a distance of ten meters!

Old Man Zito’s face instantly darkened. He said in exasperation, “Little bastard, don’t touch this old man’s green onions!”

“Haha, Vice Commander Zito, I will compensate you with green onions tomorrow. Tonight, I want to indulge myself!”

Jace revealed his true feelings.

He had been imprisoned for six years, tortured day and night in the dark prison.

Now, he had returned to his peak.

He needed to vent the frustration in his heart.

Old Man Zito mumbled to himself as he silently approved of Jace’s actions.

Jace turned around and threw another punch.

The invisible fist force landed on the wall.

Boom!

A huge hole was blasted open.

This hole was twenty meters away from Jace!

Only a second-level king could do this.

It meant that Jace was not only crowned king tonight.

He was even breaking through consecutively!

He had reached the level of a second-level king!

Unfortunately, it was far from over!

Jace stood in the dark night and punched again. Hundreds of invisible forces appeared.

Bang, bang, bang...

The force was like the wind, fierce and biting cold.

When they landed on the ground, they continuously created basin-sized pits.

The distance of the attack was more than twenty meters.

The fist force released later exceeded 30 meters!

Another 40 meters!

In the end, he stopped at 50 meters.

He was now a nrtn-level King.

After being crippled for six years, he recovered in one day and broke through continuously tonight.

He stood firmly as a fifth-level king.

Such a graceful bearing had become a part of the night.

This was why Braydon was willing to pay any price to restore Jace to his peak condition.

Jace was a strong general!

In the future, if he were to defend the national gates of the country, the capital would be able to rest easy.

Jace’s fist was like a tiger’s roar. He released his strength and plowed the entire courtyard. There was not a single flat area.

The strength of a king was this terrifying.

Following Jace’s exhaustion, the pent-up anger in his chest was completely vented.

He turned around, cupped his fists, and knelt on one knee. His eyes were filled with determination.

“Jace Jackel of the northern army pays his respects to the commander!” he shouted.

“There is no kneeling in the northern army!”

Cole Colbie stepped forward to help him up.

Jace scratched his head and grinned foolishly. “Brother Braydon, tonight was like a dream. I never thought that I would be able to stand up again and become a king!”

Braydon smiled faintly.

With Jace’s current talent, he would be able to become a pinnacle in the future.

His innate talent was not any weaker than the ten ruthless men of the northern army.

Tonight, he was reborn and had transformed into a butterfly.

With the purple Qi, he was able to nourish himself.

Now, his talent was definitely not inferior to Tobey Lapras’s.

Braydon went to the roof of the bright hall and sat cross-legged to cultivate. He breathed in and out a trace of purple Qi.

Braydon could still recover the purple Qi he had used to save Jace.

It was not a big problem.

However, there were always some people who could not sleep during the long night.

For example, all the powerful and aristocratic families in the capital felt uneasy.

Braydon’s hidden illness had worsened, and he did not have much time left. He called for a meeting of the hundred generals, but his purpose was unknown.

Who could guarantee that Braydon’s meeting of the hundred generals was not to target the various families?

Moreover, Braydon was calling for the Ludwig army to return.

The capital did not care about the matters in Preston.

At the dawn of the day.

Braydon, who was on the roof of the bright hall, had disappeared and appeared in the living room of the villa.

Savannah Jackel was making breakfast in the kitchen. She said softly, “Brother

Braydon, are you done cultivating? I made breakfast.”

Braydon had just sat down at the dining table when a group of freeloaders came out.

Syrus Yacca, Tobey, and the others did not sleep. They practiced at night instead of sleeping.

Luther Carden was pushed over by Cole and indifferently said, “Brother, there are many new faces in Preston.”

“Secret order: no matter which faction they belong to, kill them all!” Braydon drank his soup and calmly gave the order to kill.

Luther knew what to do.

The news of the hundred generals meeting had indeed shocked many factions.

Almost all of the three great entities, namely the powerful families, aristocratic families, and sects, had sent their experts to Preston.

The goal was simple.

Find out what the hundred-general meeting was about.

And find out what Braydon wanted to do!

Other than these three forces.

The minions of foreign forces had also infiltrated Preston.

These people coming to Preston could not be hidden from Cripple Carden.

In Preston, there were 100,000 northern army hidden agents!

Braydon was setting up the trap, and Luther was in the middle of it, doing his own thing.

On the eve of the meeting of the hundred generals, there would definitely be a massacre!

Luther would personally lead the slaughter. All the foreign forces and people who infiltrated Preston would die.

Braydon put down the small white porcelain bowl. After finishing the soup, he looked at the calendar hanging on the wall.

July 1st, 2020, Wednesday, drizzle.

The day after tomorrow was the hundred-generals meeting!

It was foggy and rainy outside, shrouding the entire Preston. It made people feel a little depressed.

“Have the hundred generals set off yet?” Braydon asked. “They’ve all set off. They’ll arrive in Preston by tomorrow night at the latest.”

Nico Yates was in charge of contacting the hundred generals.

He knew of everyone’s movements.

Some of them would arrive this afternoon.

However, the current Preston was a mess.

People from all over the world were gathered here.

People from the three great entities!

People from overseas organizations.

There were also rats from the Black Sword Association who seemed to have infiltrated Preston.

These people were causing problems being hidden in the dark.

Since that was the case.

Braydon put his hands behind his back and smiled.. “Luther, clean up Preston!”