Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Now, these people were actually talking about rules!
“Let me tell you. The rules of this world are that the strong are respected. The weak have no right to speak. They don’t even have the most basic dignity,” Braydon Neal said coldly.
“This is a rule that you have made with your actions.
“Now that I’m stronger and you’re weaker, you want to change the rules. Do you think you’ve been wronged?
“Then, what about the grievances of the heroic men who have died in battle in the past hundred years and the heroes who died in your hands? Who do we tell them to?
“The revenge of our ancestors shall continue!
“I am the successor of the future generation. I will take the revenge of my ancestors!
“Today, if the hundred countries have any objections, you can declare war!
“I will accept it!”
The peerless king of the Northern Army was wearing the Hansworth Black Dragon Guardian Robe. His eyes were sharp as swords as he scanned everyone present.
Braydon moved his left hand slightly and pointed his sword at the representative platform.
He pointed his sword at the representatives of the hundred countries, still as frivolous as ever!
“Representatives of the hundred countries, do you want to declare war?” Braydon asked coldly.
A cold question.
Even though there were 86 representatives from the hundred countries who were hidden agents, they could still represent the various empires.
Would they dare to declare war?
As long as they dared to declare war, Braydon would dare to fight.
At most, they would fight another hundred-country war.
Last year, the elite soldiers of the hundred countries invaded the borders of Hansworth, and the borders were in danger. More than 100,000 soldiers died in the Hollow Pass.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Military Department had died.
Braydon was the head of the hundred generals of the military, the commander of his generation.
He didn’t lower his head at all.
Now, it was even more impossible for Braydon to bow down.
Would the hundred countries dare to declare war?
If they dared to declare war, Braydon would lead his troops back to Hansworth today and be ready to fight at any time!
On the representative platform, the representatives of the hundred countries were sweating.
No one dared to declare war on Hansworth.
To be precise, no one dared to declare war on the Northern Army.
No one dared to declare war on this young Northern King.
Amir Delin clenched his fists and looked at Lior Neal. “Now that the situation has come to this, is the Zeta Empire not going to declare war?” he asked hoarsely.
“This matter will be decided by the country ruler.”
Lior looked at Amir and calmly replied.
The declaration of war between two countries was no small matter.
He was already past the age of 20.
He was not a junior youth!
Braydon clasped his hands behind his back and said softly, “Today seems to be my birthday. I’ll chop off your head to liven things up for me!”
“Die!”
Amir was furious.
Braydon smiled faintly as he summoned the thousand swords with one thought. The swords were like flowing shadows that whistled through the heavens and earth.
The swords were like a galaxy, and they were everywhere.
Amir wielded his giant blade and swept through the world, sending all the flying swords flying.
The giant sword was clumsy, but the flying swords were nimble.
“Northern King, how can you kill me with just these flying swords?”
Amir brandished his giant blade and charged at Braydon.
Braydon could feel how powerful Amir was. He said softly, “It’s hard for a thousand swords to kill an ascendant pinnacle. Since that’s the case, I’ll control ten thousand swords with my Qi. How about that?”
“What?”
Amir’s hair stood on end.
All the martial artists in the spectator stands stood up and said in disbelief, “Controlling the ten thousand swords with his Qi? His Mount Sino Sword Art must be at the eighth level, right?”
“He has already walked so far in the path of sword immortals?”
Almost no one dared to believe it.
The representatives of the hundred countries on the platform all stood up in shock.
Braydon stood up with his hands clasped behind his back. His voice echoed through the world. “Mount Sino Ten Thousand Swords, release!”
Swoosh!
Braydon clasped his hands behind his back and raised his head, charging toward the clouds.
Behind him, the sky lit up with red light.
One by one, square inch sized talismans appeared out of thin air.
Drawing talismans in the void was a secret technique that was not passed down by Daoists.
The sword talisman was the secret of Mount Sino.
There were 9,000 sword talismans of Mount Sino.
This was a formation!
The runic formation array; the sky as the base, the earth as the foundation.
Braydon had secretly set up such a terrifying killing move. It was obvious that he wanted to kill all the opponents who went up to the stage.
This scene stunned everyone.
“Sword Talisman Killing Formation!” Haven Downing suddenly stood up and said in shock.
“Big Brother really did it!”
Luther Carden, the second master of the Northern Army, was pleasantly surprised.
Having lived together since they were young, they knew better than anyone how far Braydon had gone in the runic formation array path.