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Cameron Linar also knew that Braydon Neal had always wanted to combine the eight techniques to create the strongest forbidden technique in history. That was the ninth technique that came from combining eight techniques into one!
The white light on Braydonâs body dissipated and turned into a white shadow youth, pure and holy like a banished immortal.
He was like another Braydon!
Braydon pierced through Castiel Linar with his spear, and the tip of the spear was nailed to the wall. He stood with his hands behind his back and said softly, âKill them!â
The banished immortal white shadow could kill seven pinnacle martial artists?
Without a doubt!
The white shadow of the young immortal moved at subsonic speed.
Movement speed of 300 meters per second!
The standard speed of a normal pinnacle was 150 meters per second.
The speed of the banished immortal white shadow allowed him to kill these people. His hand was like a blade, and it had the aura of an overlord blade. It wreaked havoc on the entire scene. Every time it attacked, it would be stained with blood!
In just three seconds, the seven pinnacle experts were beheaded.
All of them were beheaded, and their corpses fell neatly on the ground. Their blood flowed, and the smell of blood was pungent.
The banished immortalâs white shadow turned his left hand into a sword, blood dripping from his fingers as he silently walked back to Braydonâs side.
Cameron stared blankly at this scene, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
When he came back to his senses, he saw that Braydon was already sitting in his original seat.
The highest seat in Namar had belonged to Cameron for a hundred years.
But today, Braydon was sitting on the throne like a young emperor, and Cameron was the subject.
Braydon sat on top with his left arm at the side. He clenched his fist and propped up half of his cheek. He tilted his head and looked at Cameron from the corner of his eyes. He said lazily, âDoes your country still have any pinnacles? Please come out together!â
His indifferent words were dominant.
Braydon was determined to kill the pinnacle martial artists of Namar.
Cameron came back to his senses and questioned in a low voice, âYou really dare to kill me?â
âWhy wouldnât I dare!â
Braydon sat on the chair and slowly closed his eyes. âWhen I was young, I took over the Northern Army. The eight countries of the northern region rebelled and attacked the ten gates of the country year after year. The cemetery at the foot of Mount Bliz almost canât even bury all the men of the Northern Army who died every year!
âMore than ten thousand of my men have died at the hands of Namar!
âTell me, why wouldnât I dare to kill you?â
As soon as he finished speaking.
Braydon suddenly stood up, his body was filled with a terrifying killing intent that soared into the sky.
Cameron wouldnât surrender. He would fight back.
Braydon then said coldly, âBehead him and use his head to pay homage to Tanner!â
A familiar voice sounded from outside.
Dominic Lowe from the capital had actually arrived!
What was he here for!
Swoosh!
In a flash, the banished immortalâs white shadow formed a blade with his left hand and swept across the sky with lightning speed.
The blade rose, and the head fell!
A large head rolled to the entrance of the hall.
Dominic, who was travel-worn, had just arrived at the entrance of the palace when he saw the head who had rolled to his feet. His face turned red. He stomped his feet in anger and said, âNorthern King, did you have to kill him?â âDo you have any objections?
Braydon sat at the head of the table and tilted his head lazily. He glanced sideways at Dominic, who had just entered the hall.
This sentence made Dominic swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
There were two people who came with Dominic.
The man and woman were both in their fifties. When they saw Cameronâs head, their faces darkened.
âThe special envoy of Namar has already secretly gone to the capital. They have already completed negotiations with the capital and are willing to pay 560 billion dollars as compensation for the war!â
Braydon smiled faintly and didnât say anything else.
Just half an hour ago, Namar had offered an even higher amount to Braydon.
That was 2.1 trillion dollars in compensation for the war and a thousand miles of land ceded to the Northern Army.
There was even room for negotiation.
However, Braydon wasnât tempted at all.
Dominic lowered his voice and said, âNamar will even withdraw their troops. It can guarantee that there will be no more war in the next hundred years. We can also persuade the other seven northern countries to stop fighting with us and resolve their hatred. This wayâ¦â
Before he could finish his sentence.
Braydon laughed wantonly. He said coldly, âThis way, the Northern Armyâs million-strong army will be able to move south and follow the capitalâs orders.
They will sweep through the world and help pacify the chaos in all directions, killing all those powerful and aristocratic family martial artists!
âThe Northern Army and the four great entities will go to war. Both sides will fight fiercely, and the capital will finally reap all the benefits. Am I right?â Braydonâs eyes were filled with cold killing intent.
Dominic was speechless because that was basically what he meant by the second half of his sentence.
If the eight northern countries stopped fighting Hansworth, the Northern Army would be able to move south and conquer the world, suppressing the two great entities!
Braydon said softly, âYou want me to reconcile with the eight countries of the northern region? Of course, I can. Ask Teacher to issue a secret order to me. I will not live in vain. I will commit suicide and return all that I owe you!â The Northern Army men had never owed any favors to outsiders.
Braydon was the same!
Dominic stomped his feet in anger and said in annoyance, âHow can you say that? Do you know how devastated Martial Emperor Yanagi would be if these words were to reach his ears?â
âDevastated? The capital hid it from me and reconciled with Namar. Did you ever think about whether I would be devastated? Did you ever think about the Northern Army sons?â
Braydon was furious. The pressure of his aura increased greatly, and he was killed with killing intent.
Immediately after.
Braydon said hoarsely, âIâve led the Northern Army and fought against the eight countries outside the border for many years. The hands of Namar martial artists are stained with the blood of the Northern Army men. This hatred is difficult to resolve!
âIf we reconcile, how can I face my million comrades?
âHow do you want me to give them an explanation?
âI can never learn Teacherâs path of an emperor!â
Braydon was truly enraged. The 72 Northern King cavalrymen instantly drew their blood-stained swords from their waists and aimed them at Dominic. If Braydon were to say the word, they would definitely kill Dominic.
Dominic fell silent.
Braydonâs eyes were filled with anger as he said coldly, âJust last night, the eight countries of the north and the Northern Army started a full-scale war. In just one night, more than 20,000 soldiers of the Northern Army were killed, and more than 100,000 have been injured.
âThree regimental commanders of the Northern Army have died in battle!
âThe casualties are more than the total of the past four years. This personâs hands are stained with the blood of the Northern Army. If I didnât kill him, would he not kill my comrades?â
Braydon pointed at Cameronâs head and questioned Dominic.
Dominic was speechless again. He did not know what to do!
The capital and the envoy of Namar had successfully reached an agreement, so what did it mean for the Northern Army?
All the hard work they had done on the battlefield in the past had turned into nothing.
The heroic souls who died in battle would be forgotten in the future.
The Northern King would never agree to this!
Dominic smiled bitterly and said hoarsely, âWeâve compromised with the eight countries of the north so that the million Northern Army elites can march south. We did this because the capital has no other choice!â
âFind me the miraculous medicine that can cure Sadie, and Iâll unleash the Northern King Sword. Iâll then head south to sweep through the four great entities!
âAs for the eight countries of the north, leave them to me. Iâm going to kill them one by one!â Braydon whispered..