Chapter 1064: You and the Northern Army are Fated

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Seymore Weber was shocked by Khalil Zorn’s words.

He was a supreme pinnacle!

“He called me big brother!” Khalil said in a low voice.

“I have no relatives in this world. He is the only person who is nice to me and calls me big brother!

“I will protect him for the rest of his life!”

Khalil’s words were like thunder.

Seymore and the rest of the martial artists thought that they could take advantage of the Martial Artist Summit and use the rules of the summit to fight against the Northern Army.

They also wanted to take the opportunity to snatch the emperor seeds from Luke Yates’ body.

Little did they know that there were many people who did not care about the rules of the Martial Artist Summit.

Seymore said in despair, “I’ll return it to you. Let me go... Ah!”

Khalil moved with a thought. The power of heaven and earth was like a knife, cutting off Seymore’s arm. The emperor seed in his hand floated above Little Fool’s head.

Everyone looked at the emperor seed with burning gazes.

This was the emperor seed.

The inheritance of the emperor’s power.

Who didn’t desire it?

To martial artists, what they desired the most was power.

If the emperor seed was thrown onto the arena, even father and son would probably kill each other for it.

However, Khalil was unmoved. His eyes were expressionless as he controlled the emperor seed and gently injected it into Luke’s body, returning it to his abdomen.

Khalil had no greed for this item.

“Today, you’ll die a horrible death. I’ll dismember you!” Khalil said coldly.

The bloodiest scene of the Martial Artist Summit was happening today.

Seymore’s four limbs were chopped off, and he was turned into a human pig.

Khalil was a ruthless person.

He raised his hand and rubbed Seymore’s face flat. His facial features were all gone.

His entire face was a bloody mess.

Seymore’s miserable screams were endless. The life force of an ascendent pinnacle made him suffer so much that he could not die immediately.

Khalil’s palm landed and slammed him into the ground.

He was tortured to this extent, yet he didn’t kill him.

He was making him suffer until he died!

Who could withstand this!

Braydon said coldly, “The Weber family used the rules of the Martial Artist Summit to kill people and steal treasures in the name of the martial arts competition. They have violated the ironclad law of Hansworth!

“From today onward, three generations of the Weber family will be wiped out. All the martial artists of the Weber family will be killed without mercy. Those who harbor them will be punished as well!”

Braydon’s words resounded throughout the venue once again.

All the martial artists present could not help but be shocked. They knew that this was a warning from the Northern King.

Moreover, the people of the Weber family had indeed gone overboard.

The Martial Artist Summit was a place for martial arts competitions. If someone was weaker than you, if you wanted to kill them, then just kill them. No one would say anything about it.

However, there were no fools among the martial artists present. Everyone had all seen with their own eyes that Seymore had gone after the emperor seed in the little fool’s body on the stage earlier. He had even used bloody methods to forcefully obtain the emperor seed.

This was no different from snatching someone’s organs.

The lower limit of the Martial Artist Summit was not that low.

Braydon took this opportunity to draw a clear red line for all martial artists. It was a good thing for everyone.

Otherwise, if the other martial artists learned to do something like this, the entire Martial Artist Summit would become an extraction stage for all kinds of organs.

Khalil stood on the high platform and left with Braydon, returning to the Garrison Courtyard.

The little fool slept like a little pig and was sent back to his room by Tobey Lapras.

Deacon Gallo drooped his head and looked listless.

Braydon stood in the courtyard and looked at Khalil. He said softly, “You won’t be able to participate in the upcoming Martial Artist Summit. Go to Lume Island in Ludwig. Channing is there too. When the Global Martial Artist Summit begins, I’ll get you to come back and go to the Alpha Empire together.”

“Sure!”

Khalil didn’t seem to care much about the Martial Artist Summit.

Braydon asked the people of the Northern Army to secretly send Khalil to Ludwig.

As for Deacon, he had been beaten up by the little fool earlier, so he was much more obedient now. He seemed to have realized that none of the elites of the Northern Army were good people and were not to be trifled with.

“Deacon!” Braydon looked at him and whispered.

“If there’s anything you need, just tell me!”

Deacon stepped forward obediently.

“You’re an ascendant pinnacle, aren’t you?” Braydon shook his head.

“I...”

Deacon smiled awkwardly. He didn’t expect Braydon to expose his true strength.

He was indeed an ascendant pinnacle.

However, when he met the little fool and Emperor Soho’s combat technique, he was stunned on the spot.

In front of the little fool’s imperial decree power, there was basically no difference between the eminent pinnacle and ascendant pinnacle.

“Deacon, you are fated with the Northern Army,” said Braydon bluntly.